I pushed my way through the gyrating crowd, nearly stumbling into the hallway that led to the ladies room. I blew my bangs out of my eyes and smoothed down the sides of my skirt, hitting skin much sooner than I was used to. My stomach was turning in knots and my heart was beating against my ribs, threatening to burst out. Now that would’ve been sexy. Maybe I wasn’t ready for this place yet. I click-clacked my way to the restroom, really wishing I had gone with the knee-high boots rather than the stilettos, but I thought more skin would give me a little more confidence. Really though, balance would’ve done that for me better than these fucking heels. Amazingly, there wasn’t a line for the ladies room. I reached for the door; my hand hesitated in mid-air as I changed my mind and nudged it open with my hip. One stall was occupied and all of the mirrors were free, but one look around the room was enough to understand why it was empty and I would be getting out of here quickly as well.
