Dark stars

Chapter one: when pigs fly

"HAILEY, GET YOUR ASS IN GEAR WE ARE GOING SHOPPING!" I hear my Terrible best friend Allison shout from the other end of our newly bought apartment.
Right now I was in my happy place; Snuggled in a bundle of fluffy blankets, and plush pillows, I just couldn't bring myself to get out of my bed.
I Hailey Brooks, is probably the worst best friend ever....even though I call Allison the Devils spawn of a friend.
I just groaned in response to my friends shout, and crawled deeper into my little hole I created with my abundance of fluffy things.
My eyes still sealed shut, and my Mind wandering back to another blissful sleep with no disturbances.
Thought too soon.
My blankets, and pillows were yanked off my balled up body, and I was now exposed to the harshly bright light, and the chilly air that now proceeded to consume my shivering body.
Let's not forget my fuming friend that stood at the edge of my queen sized bed, giving me a stern look.
I noticed my purple vase, that used to hold my pink roses that I got from my parents for Valentine's Day....now in Ali's hands.
Oh shit.
Before I could react any further,cold water splashed onto my already chilled, and exposed skin making me shriek, and clumsily roll out of my now soaking bed.
"Get up bîtch, were going shopping." Ali said casually, and began to walk out of my room.
"Fuçking hell we will." I muttered a bitter reply.
I hated shopping.
"I heard that you bogger."
I rolled my eyes in response since she couldn't see me, and try kick my ass.
I slowly stood up trying to support my lazy body with anything my hands could grab on too, and pulled myself up.
Since my hair, and half of my body was already soaking wet thanks to Allison, I made my way slowly towards my bathroom. I twisted the small nob, and made sure the water that was streaming out was hot, not cold, or warm and other temperatures like that.
Just plain burning in hell hot.
(That might have been a bit over exaggerated.)
I probably stood there under the hot water, letting it pour over my body for about a good 10 minutes, and then I brought myself to grab my vanilla shampoo and conditioner, and peppermint body wash and... Well you know, I did what you usually do in a shower.
-------10 minutes later--------
I know I take long showers.
I was now aimlessly searching through my closet with my sopping wet hair wrapped up into a turban type thing with my towel, and my body consumed in another one.
I yanked out my favourite pair of dark wash jeans, and my ASU hoodie.
I wasn't much of a girl who always liked makeup, and fancy jewelry, but I have to admit to the fact that I wore some makeup, and did my hair on occasion.
My routine was simple, little bit of concealer and powder, and then sometimes a little or a lot of mascara.
It depends on what I'm feeling like.
Today was a no makeup day really.
I washed my face, and then lathered my face with cream.
My hair was still damp, and I haven't brushed it yet, but I rarely brush it anyways so I pulled it up into a messy low ponytail, and pulled my white oilers hat on.
"Hurry your ass up hails!" I hear Ali's impatient yell, and quickly grab my purse and shove my feet into my old flip flops.
I hurry down the hallway, and meet Ali's smiling face at the door.
"God took you long enough, we need to get dresses for tonight!" Ali's face lighting up with a beaming smile as she begins jumping up and down singing random things.
Wait.
Hold up, tonight?
Why do I need a dress.....
Now let me tell I'm not one for dresses, last time I had worn a dress was when my brother had gotten married, and my mother practically shoved me in the purple gown.
"Why do we need dresses?...." I ask cautiously, and began backing up slowly readying myself to run and hide in my room until she leaves.
"Cause we are celebrating us getting into NYU dummie!" She said in a duh tone, and began dragging me out of our apartment.
"I think I'll pass." I said quickly while I tried to yank my wrist out of her famous death grip.
Alison turned around to face my cowering figure, and gave me her most menacing look....and then she cracked.
And what I mean by 'cracked' I mean she couldn't hold her serious face anymore, and started to laugh her ass off.
"You are *laughing* not *panting* ditching me this time." she lets out in fits of laughter.
Before I could answer she started dragging me down the hallways towards the elevator singing random tunes as if she was already shit faced drunk.
"We are going partying tonight!" She yells out and fist pumps the air, and walks into the elevator dragging me along.
------2 hours later------
Even after two hours Alison had still not found the right dress for me and her both.
She was running from store to store, and well I was walking like a zombie
We had finally stopped at Charlotte Russe, and for the second we had been there for she had supposedly found my perfect dress.
"It's perfect!" She grabbed the dress off the rack, and ran over to me. "you have to try it on hails." she begged, and I was about to say no to her when she pulled out her deadliest weapon...puppy eyes.
"Fine." I huffed, and stomped my feet like a child and grabbed the dress out of her hands.
I wouldn't say I have a big butt nor boobs but I think I'm rather normal...whatever normal is.
This dress wasn't slutty but it was defiantly not something I would have in my wardrobe...it was to short and way to tight fitting.
The dress was black, and It had that one long sleeve thing going on, and all across the top were little studs that faded from the top down.
It didn't show any cleavage at all which made me sorta happy, but it really hugged my figure, and made my hips, and butt look bigger which made me frown.
Ali always said that I had a killer body, and that all the guys were drooling over it but I didn't see it.
All I saw were some unwanted curves and a huge annoying ass that always gets in my way.
I could hear my impatient friend waiting outside of my dressing room, compelling me to come out and show her the dress.
I slowly pulled the curtains apart, and looked left to right making sure that it was just Alison there and no one else.
When the coast was clear I stumbled out of the fitting room already tripping on my feet Alison's face turned from 'bored' to 'OMG' in a split second.
"Holy mother freaking shit balls!" Ali yelled enthusiastically while jumping up and down like a maniac, and of course drawing attention to us.
"Stop it!" I hissed at her in a low whisper, and held onto her shoulders making sure she stopped bouncing.
"Your drawing attention to us!" I said a shook her body lightly as I glared at her.
"What does it matter? You look smoking." She said and gave me her best pedo look, and winked.
just as I was about to argue back at her about 6 unfamiliar faces walked into the store.
I quickly stopped staring at them, and realized that I was half naked under of them, and was about to run back into the fitting room and never come out when Ali's hands grabbed my wrists, and tugged my further into the store.
I was now crying inside, as she dragged me towards the shoes, and sat me down.
My eyes were practically at a squint, and my head was hanging down trying to disappear from all these strong burning gazes.
My eyes slowly opened, and I saw a pair of black studded pumps dangling in front of my face.
"You have to try these on! They will match your dress perfectly." Alison gushed out, and shoved the shoes in my hands.
I shoved my fat feet into the slim fitting shoes, and held onto Alison for dear life as I began to stand up.
How do people wear these everyday?
After walking around the store a couple time in the heels, and having few stumbles, and falls here and there I managed to catch on to waking in the deadly pumps.
"Your a freaking natural!" Alison said and fist pumped the air, and dragged me around the store looking at other dresses.
I began to get more, and more comfortable in the dress, and began looking around at the other people that were in the store.
Some people were giving me glares, as their boyfriends ogled my body, and some just starred and then looked away.
------20 minutes later------
I couldn't even tell you how glad I was to get out of that store!
After we paid for our outfits, I practically sprinted out for my dear life.
We had gotten some pizza, and were already driving home.
The comfortable silence was killing my inside and out, and in one quick weird move I turned the volume up, and the song 'lips are moving' by Meghan trainor came blasting out.
Me and Ali both turned our heads to face each other at the same time, and then suddenly we just started rocking out...well I was rocking out hard cause I wasn't the one driving.
"IF YOUR LIPS ARE MOVING THEN YOUR LYIN' , LYIN', LYIN', BABY!" I belted out the lyrics, as we pulled up to our apartment complex, and I danced my way out of the car dragging five other bags with me as I shimmied down the walk way.
Alison just couldn't help herself but laugh her ass off at me as I made a fool out of myself in public.
"I hope you're this fun when you're drunk hails" Alison told me in between laughs as she hung onto my shoulder as well stumbled into the elevator with a couple of other strangers.
I slid the key into the key slot, as we opened the door, and dropped our bags in the floor, and raced towards the couch so I could lay down on the cool, soft pleather.
I moaned in satisfaction as the cool fabric toned my hot skin.
As I shut my eyes, and let out a deep breath that I had been holding in and I finally began to relax, and then I heard Alison take a seat on the small single couch next to me.
"You know it's already 6:00, right?" She told me.
"really?" I asked as I buried my face into the small stitched pillow not making any effort to get up.
"Were leaving at 8:00 cause it's an hour drive there, so get your big booty moving hails." she said, and skipped away to her room probably to get ready.
I groaned unhappily, and got off the now warm couch, and sauntered towards my room.
I plugged my music in, and turned it to the song 'bad habit' by the kooks.
I started to hum along to the catchy tune, and grabbed my concealer, and began dabbing it along my face in certain problem spots, and then dabbed some foundation on a brush, and patted my face with a thin yet well covered layer.
When I brushed some powder on my face, and did my blush and contouring i began with my mascara.
Like I said before I sometimes wear lot of makeup or I don't, and tonight was the night where I went full out.
My mascara routine consisted in four different mascaras and a lot of time.
I liked my lashes bold and long, but I never did have the energy to actually try fake eyelashes.
When I stepped back away from the mirror I examined myself too to bottom, and a sly smiled in satisfaction.
I was gonna look killer tonight.
With a happy mood swing over my head I skipped out of my room, and walked into Alison's, and we both looked at each other, and giggled like little girls.
"Your looks soooo bang-able" I said in a joking manner and winked at her as she faked a swoon.
"Oh thank Ya darling, I woke up like this." she said with an added western twang, and ran her fingers through her perfectly dark brown styled hair.
Alison had her eye makeup done with excellence, and it was styled with perfect winged liners and dark sexy shadow to complement her brown eyes.
"What are you wearing for undergarments?" She asked me as she walked towards her top drawer.
"Uhhhhhh the usual...." I said awkwardly as I moved towards her mirror and began to loosely curl my dirty blonde hair.
"So grandma panties, and maternity bras?" She faced me and raised an eyebrow.
I defiantly envied that eyebrow raise, ever if I tried i looks like a retarded camel that had an itch on its face.
"Hey! I don't wear grand-" she cut me off before I could finish.
"Yes you do hailey! Tonight I insist you borrow some of my newly bought panties and bras." she shoved me and huge bag that said 'Victoria's secret' on the front of it.
I opened it slowly and noticed that the bag had been stuffed full of lacy bras, and colourful string like things girls now call 'underwear', but personally I call it butt floss.
"I cannot wear any of this, I will defiantly look like a whore!" I exclaimed, and dropped the bag to continue curling my hair.
"You have too!" She roughly shoved the bag at me but I just shoved it away and shook my head saying 'no'.
"Just wear these then" Alison pleaded, while she grabbed out a red lacy strapless push up bra, and a matching thong.
"Fine." I huffed out knowing I should just agree now before she stares me down and shoved me into the tiny piece of fabric.
I grabbed the undergarments from her after my hair was done, and gracefully skipped back out her room and into mine, grabbing the dress I just bought and shimmed into the red bra that made my boobs look like a D cup, and the lacy thong that made me squirm in discomfort.
The sight of finally seeing myself in something so provocative wasn't so bad as I thought.
It was weird at first but I got used to the fact, and quickly shoved my body into the black dress, and stuffed my feet into the black pumps.
I looked into the full body mirror, and grinned in satisfaction as my smokey eyes and loosely curled hair made my sexy dress look even hotter.
"Hey Ali are you ready to go?" I yelled to her as I grabbed my light black coat, and my small shoulder purse.
My long legs worked efficiently with the tall heals as I tried to do a model walk down the hallway towards the door where I saw my gorgeous friend standing at the door with I wicked grin plastered on her face.
If you haven't noticed yet we are both freaking excited about clubbing, and getting hella wasted.
----1 hour later------
We had taken a bottle of grey goose vodka, and well I had already gotten a head start.
The music in the car was blaring as we rolled up toward the club that's name was 'dark sins' and as the car shut off you could already hear the music that was blasting from the other side.
I smiled excitedly, and jumped out of the jeep, and walked up towards the entrance, and showed the Bouncer my ID and the walked right into the club with ali right behind me.
The music was blaring some techno music, and the lights were dim and people were dancing everywhere, and most of all just having a good time.
Alison and I slowly walked towards the bar making sure to sway out hips just enough for the boys to drool at, and when we got there Alison whispered something into the bartenders ear and then winked at him, when walked toward the huge rack of booze.
He came back with various colours of liquids in shot glasses, and Alison took one with clear liquid, and shot the liquid back, and squeezed her eyes shut, and puckered her lips as the liquid made a burning sensation down her throat.
I grabbed the one identical to hers, and shot the liquid back with one knock, and the bitter taste made my face scrunch up, and a familiar warm burning sensation ran down my throat into my stomach.
---countless shots later----
Alison had wandered off somewhere with a guy leaving me all alone at the bar. Bad Idea.
I had lost count of how many shots I took of this clear liquid that tasted much more stronger than vodka, and hit me way harder.
The room was swaying as I got to my feet, and made my way toward the dance floor.
The beat of the loud vibrating song had my hips swaying in some type of way, but I didn't care what people were thinking right now as I danced freely letting my body move to the music.
As my hips moved in a circular motion I felt a hit breath fan the back of my neck, and warm hands collided with my waist as I was pulled towards a warm broad body.
My hips naturally kept moving against his, and I felt the person place hot, wet sloppy kisses down the back and side of my neck.
"Let's go somewhere." the man slurred behind me.
I just shook me head indicating 'no' and wiggled out of his grasp, but he was much stronger than me.
"Let me go." I said trying to sound strong but my words failed me coming out feeble and slurred.
He grunted, and began dragging me towards an unknown door, and I began to struggle, and try yell out for help but my cries for help wouldn't surface.
As my struggling became lame and pathetic, and I slumped against the mans chest, but the the warm intruding body was ripped away from mine.
"I believe the lady said let her go." a man a little taller than the one that was groping me, said in a low threatening voice.
My vision began to sway more, and I was beyond dizzy at this point.
How much have i drank?
I closed my eyes for a second, and I let my body mould against the wall I was slumped against, and then when I opened them the guy that was grouping me was gone, and the man who saved me was walking towards me.
"How much have you drank?" He asked me, but all I could focus on was his low, husky voice, and the hands the were holding me bridal style.
"I don't know." I slurred out, and then began to snort randomly, and giggle at myself.
"How old are you?" The beautiful man asked me.
His dark brown  eyes searched my light green eyes while I studied his perfect face.
He had short dark brown, almost black hair that was styled up into a sexy quiff, and his jaw line was so clean cut it made my mouth water, and I studied the fact that he had little stubble scattered on his chin and below his cheek bones.
He was hot.
"Hello---- earth to drunk person." the beautiful man waved a hand in my face trying to get my attention.
"I-I'm 18" I said as I felt my eye lids begin to droop slightly.
"Fuck" I heard the beautiful man curse under his breath as he carried me outside into the cool night.
"What's you n-name?" I asked a slurred question.
"Oh darling you will soon know it but for now just call me your worst nightmare." the beautiful man said, and then I blacked out.

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Hey guys this is the fist chapter and it's super long for me and I hope you guys like it!!!!
In the picture it's haileys clubbing dress!!!
~emily