Stella’s point of view.

“Welcome to my world, Miss Alessandro!” I squealed excitedly the moment Megan and I step foot into Joan’s.

Megan gave me a weird look as she shook her head and rolled her eyeballs.

“Tell me some new” she grumbled loudly.

Loud music is blasting everywhere, the night’s still very young but there was already the awful yet sweet smell of cigarettes and alcohol in the air, because drunk and sweaty clubbers were everywhere, some were dancing on the dancefloor with their partners, and from the look of things I could tell most of them are one night partners -one nightstands.

Well, what can I say? One...