Andrea had decided to spend the evening with friends at a dive bar. It was karaoke night. She had done her share of drinking and doing bad renditions of songs. She was having a great time. Her friend Megan brought over more shots.
"Alright, what are we drinking to now?" She asked.
"How about to the end of this god awful semester?" Andrea said, raising her shot glass.
"Amen to that."
Megan touched her glass to Andrea's, and they both downed the shot. Megan gagged slightly.
"You're doing it wrong." Andrea smirked.
"Shut up, bitch." Megan said, making a face at Andrea.
The girls looked over to David at the Karaoke stage. He was belting out a very flat version of "I'm just a Girl" to no one's amusement. Andrea couldn't help herself, and shared a laugh with Megan over it.
"He's awful!" Andrea said.
"Is he like that in bed?" Megan asked, mimicking the sort of dance David was doing on stage.
Andrea blushed. "Shut up!"
They laughed. David finished his song and joined them at the table.
"Ladies." David smiled, putting his arm around Andrea, pulling her in for a kiss.
"Oh hey, we were just talking about you." Megan said.
"I'll bet you were." He said, smooching Andrea again before letting her go and taking a drink from his beer.
"So who's next?" He asked.
"How about a duet?" Andrea suggested.
"You and Megan should do one!" He said, nudging her slightly.
Megan laughed. "Alright, but we need more shots first."
"Oh Meg, you're such a lush." Andrea said, sticking her tongue at her as she smiled.
Megan smiled. "Bitch, you're buying!"
"Why am I buying?" Andrea asked.
"I bought the last round." She replied.
"Alright, I guess. Davey, do you want anything?"
"I'll take another Sam Adams."
"Yuck."
Andrea got up, balancing herself. She had already taken several shots with Megan, she was starting to really feel it now. Actually, she was feeling really warm. Almost aroused. She shook it off, and made her way over to the bar.
"What can I get you?" The bartender asked.
"Can I get two shots of Jaeger, and a bottle of Sam Adams?"
"Who's tab was this on?" He asked her.
"Andrea Martinez."
The bartender went to the side to grab the Sam Adams. She flexed her fingers, her whole hand was feeling stiff, cramped. She rubbed it a little bit. The bartender put the Sam Adams in front of her, and put out two shot glasses to start pouring the Jaeger.
Andrea started to itch her arm, the same arm that crazy girl had bitten her on just a month ago. She was starting to feel a little uncomfortable, all hot and itchy under her clothes.
"Did you guys turn up the heat in here or something?" She asked the bartender.
"No, not at all. You feeling okay?"
She stopped scratching at her chest to wipe a little bit of sweat from her forehead.
"Oh, yes. I'm fine."
"There you are." He placed the two shots on the counter for her.
"Thanks." She said.
As she reached to pick up the drinks, the two shots in one hand, and the bottle in the other, she stopped to look at her hands. She stared in silence.
"What the..?" She muttered to herself.
She could swear she was watching her fingernails grow out and darken right before her eyes.