Tristyn was never type pop a fresh bottle of champagne on his 20th birthday, which is why his friends did it for him. Except the only difference was is that they took him to a whole bar.

He was nervous since he was surrounded by alcohol, drunk people making out, and the loud sounds of the booming radio. He decided to stick by his friend, Austin, and only sipped his drink. (Which only contained 1% alcohol since he didn't like to drink.)

Then that's when he decided to look at the stage. On the stage, he saw a dancer. A really damn good dancer. She knew what she was doing, and she did it good. He couldn't help but put his drink down and watch as she twirled on the pole and allured him with his eyes.

Maybe going to the bar wasn't so bad after all.