Storm

Chapter 23

We pulled into a parking lot behind the club. Rykre and Cobra stood leaning against Rykre's truck, looking as hot as usually. Cobra wore a black t shirt with a cross necklace, light blue jeans, and black converse shoes. He looked like a male model! Rykre wore a white t shirt and black jeans with black tennis shoes.

"Aren't I a lucky guy?" Cobra whistled as I stepped out of the car. He walked up to me and pulled me closer to him. "Hello, beautiful."

"Hey, sexy." I gave a sly smile.

"Ya know, you rarely have your hair down." He pushed some of my hair behind my ear. "Your more beautiful with your hair down." He kissed me.

It wasn't a regular kiss. This kiss had more passion or flair to it. Or had a hint of alcohol.

"Did you drink a beer before?" I whispered.

"Maybe." He showed a half smile.

"Let's go!" Layla pulled me away from Cobra. "We're gonna get in right it when it closes."

I grabbed Cobra's arm and pulled him with us. I could hear what was playing inside from the outside. 'I'm Sexy and I Know it' by LMFAO. A blinking neon sign made me shield my eyes. Port-A-Party warehouse it said. Weird name, but it's club!

A medium size line sat in front of us. This was going to take forever!

A hour later.....

We were the first in line now! I held Cobra's hand while Layla held my other hand. The bouncer walked out.

"You 4 can come in." He grunted, pulling the red velvet rope to the side.

We scurried inside. Blasting music and lasers filled my head. People jumping up and down, pushing, grinding, and bumping made it hard to breathe and move. Couples made out in corners. Graffiti stained the walls like blood. I shivered. I didn't want to think about that!

Layla pulled me to the bar. Neon blue lights surrounded the bar. Glasses, bottles, and shot cups were everywhere.

"4 beers please!" Shouted Layla.

The bartender winked at her and walked away. He came back with open beers in his hands. Layla took the beers and winked back at the bartender. She handed them out. I hesitated. I wasn't a drinker. I looked at Cobra.

He was chugging down the beer like no tomorrow. I bit my lip and opened the beer. I tipped the can to my trembling lips. I gaged. I hate this taste! It's sour and bitter! But, you get used to it. I took another sip.

Still bad but, so good! I chugged the rest down.

"That's the spirit, Storm!" Yelled Layla, bumping into me.

I slammed the can on the bar. Man, O felt good! I grabbed Cobra's hand.

"Let's dance!" I yelled.

I pulled Cobra to the dance floor.

END OF CHAPTER 23