"There it is!" Jade exclaimed, pointing out a huge club taking over half the block. I widened my eyes.
"Whoa! That's the club?!" I exclaim. Obviously I had never been to a club. Or seen one. Of course since I was under-aged.
"Duh.." Jade confusingly said. I could feel the heat rising up my cheeks, and to change the subject, I replied, "Let's just go inside before anything happens to Lindsay."
I parked in a spot far away from the club, so Lindsay wouldn't see the car. Jade hopped out and I got out of the car. I slammed the door and locked the car. We both ran towards the club, pushing the door open.
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"What the hell is this?" I shouted over the loud music.
"A club?" Jade replied, barely shouting. How'd she do that? "And don't yell so loud, Clarissa."
I furrowed my brow and shook it off. "Let's just look for Lindsay." I walked towards the center of the club and pushed through the crowd. I bumped into someone.
"Ow." I cringed, and I was about to fall when someone caught me. I looked up to see a tall guy with blonde fading to brown hair. I got up and smiled sheepishly.
"Sorry." I mumbled, and he grinned.
"No problem. Want to sit somewhere? You look lost." He replied. I nodded and he took my hand, and brought me towards some tables. We sat down in a two-person booth.
"So...what's your name?" He asked, folding his hands together.
"Clarissa. Clarissa Williams." I answered, fiddling with my fingers.
"Cute name." He grinned. "I'm Luke Yellen."
"Thanks. Nice to meet you."
"You too. What're you doing here? I mean, I know this is a 15 or older club, but you seem like a girl who doesn't go to clubs much."
"I don't. I'm just...looking for a friend."
"What's her name? I might've seen her."
"Lindsay." He thought for a while, and shook his head.
"Sorry. Don't remember a Lindsay."
"It's cool. I...I should be going now." I stood up and he grabbed my wrist.
"Wait. Could we exchange numbers?" Luke asked.
"Sure." I gave him my phone and he gave me his. I clicked 'Add New Contact' and typed in my number and name. We exchanged them once again and I left, waving. I ran towards the center once again, pushing through the crowds. I got to the front and had a clear view of the pole.
Guess who was up there?
Lindsay.
"Oh my fucking god. Oh no." I shook my head. She was only wearing her underwear, and there were mostly boys in the front row, staring at her body.
"Lindsay!" I shouted. She didn't respond. The only solution was to go up there myself and get her. Which was the stupidest option to ever choose. I walked towards Lindsay and all the boys hooted. I even heard someone say, "Can we have a threesome?"
I gagged and dragged Lindsay's foot. That was when Lindsay finally said something.
"Stop it!" Lindsay screeched. She kept shaking in my hands and I tried not to drop her.
YOU ARE READING
The Perfect Girl
RomanceClarissa Williams, a seventeen year old junior, is the perfect daughter you wanted. She gets perfect grades, never misses a day of school, and she's never tardy. But will the one guy she meets brings out the person she has inside?