Remnant_Of_Dreams
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Feb 4, 2011
Ema sighed softly as she looked at herself in the mirror one last time, she was somewhat nervous about doing this and also curious as well not to mention she knew she had to do this. She was far to shy for her own good so had decided to try and fix that before she started college next semester, having been sent to a private boarding school when she was very young Ema didn't really interact much with the other students and as she got older most believed her to be either a loner or just too shy to talk much with people. Of course being in that boarding school most of her life left Ema with a very limited knowledge of the outside world and how things went as well as how others acted.
Ema Scarlet stood at exactly 5' 6'' with long black hair, violet eyes, and flawless ivory skin. Like her mother she had been well gifted in her appearance and body, possessing 38 C breasts and a small waist that created the hourglass figure so any guys would go crazy about. Her choice of clothing for the night only seemed to show off he body even more, Ema had decided on a low cut white tank top that just barely showed off her abdomen, denim jeans with holes and tears going down both legs, most of which were fake. Along her arms were an assortment of thin bracelets and around her neck she wore a dark blue choker.
Ater checking her appearance for the 5th time she left her apartment and took a Taxi to a night club she had heard about, it was appartently supposed to be a really good place to hang out for anyone 18 and older so she had decided to check it out. Once the Taxi pulled up to the club she paid the driver then stepped out, fixing her shirt nervously Ema approuched the bouncer showing the man her ID before walking into the club. Loud techno music was playing and people were either mingling or dancing to the music, pushing through the large amount of people she found an empty table and sat down studying everyone around her. Occasionally a man would approach her and flirt for a minute or two before giving up when they realized she wasn't going to flirt back, truthfully Ema didn't know how to flirt and with her shy peronality found it a bi awkward trying to talk to men who continued to stare at her body rather then look at her.
Sighing softly Ema rested her chin in the palm of her hand, so far she had failed completely at not being shy. Of course it didn't help much with all the other woman there barey dressed dancing about and flirting with the men like they owned the place. Why hadn't she been raised like them? Maybe then she could be a bit more bold in making friends and possibly even getting a boyfriend as well, then again wishful thinking wasn't doing her any good so far and she couldn't change the past so Ema switched her thoughts to other things not sure how she was going to build up the courage to walk up to a complete stranger and talk to them.
Ema Scarlet stood at exactly 5' 6'' with long black hair, violet eyes, and flawless ivory skin. Like her mother she had been well gifted in her appearance and body, possessing 38 C breasts and a small waist that created the hourglass figure so any guys would go crazy about. Her choice of clothing for the night only seemed to show off he body even more, Ema had decided on a low cut white tank top that just barely showed off her abdomen, denim jeans with holes and tears going down both legs, most of which were fake. Along her arms were an assortment of thin bracelets and around her neck she wore a dark blue choker.
Ater checking her appearance for the 5th time she left her apartment and took a Taxi to a night club she had heard about, it was appartently supposed to be a really good place to hang out for anyone 18 and older so she had decided to check it out. Once the Taxi pulled up to the club she paid the driver then stepped out, fixing her shirt nervously Ema approuched the bouncer showing the man her ID before walking into the club. Loud techno music was playing and people were either mingling or dancing to the music, pushing through the large amount of people she found an empty table and sat down studying everyone around her. Occasionally a man would approach her and flirt for a minute or two before giving up when they realized she wasn't going to flirt back, truthfully Ema didn't know how to flirt and with her shy peronality found it a bi awkward trying to talk to men who continued to stare at her body rather then look at her.
Sighing softly Ema rested her chin in the palm of her hand, so far she had failed completely at not being shy. Of course it didn't help much with all the other woman there barey dressed dancing about and flirting with the men like they owned the place. Why hadn't she been raised like them? Maybe then she could be a bit more bold in making friends and possibly even getting a boyfriend as well, then again wishful thinking wasn't doing her any good so far and she couldn't change the past so Ema switched her thoughts to other things not sure how she was going to build up the courage to walk up to a complete stranger and talk to them.