It was a little after six at night. I showered and dressed in jeans and a tank top. I pinned my hair up and did my makeup. I looked at my tongue ring in the mirror. Everything looked normal. There was a knock on my door and I answered it. It was my father. “Danny is here to see you,” he said gruffly like he didn’t approve. I smiled. The first thought that came to mind was maybe he found a way to give me a tattoo. I hurried past my dad and down the stairs. Danny smiled at me and I hugged him. I liked Danny, he was nice to me and he was a cool guy. “Hey babe,” he said amused as he hugged me back. “I have a surprise for you.” My father cleared his throat as he came down the stairs. He had his eyes on Danny and Danny shifted nervously. “Are you two going out?” my father asked quietly. “We are, I’ll be back later,” I said quickly as I grabbed Danny’s hand and pulled him out the door. “What’s the surprise?” I asked excitedly as Danny held the car door for me. “I am going to give you a tattoo.
