Luminary Love

Chapter 4

"You look hot." Jade beamed, standing back with Sabrina to admire their handy work. You were all stood out in front of your apartment complex as you waited for Pedro to pick you up. Jade stood in a gorgeous silver sequined dress, the shirt of the A-lined dress coming down just above her knee. The spaghetti straps connected each side of the bust, exposing just enough cleavage to catch a certain Chilean's attention. Sabrina stood in a pair of skin tight blue jeans and a green, satin tank crop top. The v-neck shaped to her body perfectly, making her look effortlessly beautiful. You rolled your eyes at her blunt compliment and looked down at you outfit, picking a few pieces of lint off your shirt.

"I don't know about that..." You shook your head.

"She's right." Sabrina shrugged. "And you better get used to the compliments because you're going to get a lot of them." You shook your head, looking down the street in search for Pedro's car. Finally, a black mustang came rolling around the corner, the car crossing lanes to park in front of you.

"What's up, bitches!" Shelia yelled out the window of Pedro's car. She pulled down the sunglasses she was wearing and stared at you, mouth slightly agape. "Woah! You look hot!"

"Told you!" Jade and Sabrina sang out, walking over and getting in the car. You sat in the back behind the passenger seat, placing Sabrina between you and Jade. Pedro turned around and looked over all three of you.

"Lookin' good, (y/l/n)!" He nodded at you. "Sabrina, beautiful as always!" He beamed at Sabrina. "Jade.... hi." His voice immediately softened, his eyes glossing over her body before settling on her face. Jade blushed, playing with her fingernails as she held eye contact with Pedro. You looked at Sabrina who just flashed her eyebrows at you. Shelia cleared her throat, snapping Pedro out of whatever explicit thought he was currently having. Pedro bit his bottom lip, his eyes doing one last once over before he turned back around. "Alright, let's party!"

"Come on, Shayne! We're going to be late!" Courtney yelled from down the hallway of Shayne's apartment. She checked herself out in the mirror, adjusting the mesh top that covered her neon green bra. She pulled up the sides of her white, high-waisted jeans and fluffed up her hair a bit. Shayne needed a woman's opinion on what to wear that night and could always count on Courtney to be honest with him. Shayne came out of his bedroom in black jeans and a green, black, and white peacock feather patterned shirt, a new button up that he'd been waiting to wear. He had it buttoned all the way to the top and tucked into his pants. When Courtney saw him, she scrunched her nose up in disgust.

"What?" He asked, running over to look at himself in the mirror. "What's wrong?"

"You look to tight right now." She commented, coming over to help fix the outfit. "You need to loosen up if you're going to be dancing." She pulled up on his shirt to puff it out a bit and pulled one of the ends out from his jeans. "Unbutton the top four buttons."

"Why?"

"To show off the chest! Come on!" She urged, her hands going up to scruff up his hair. "You're never going to get any ladies if you dress like you're going to church." Courtney stood back and looked over Shayne. Seeming satisfied with her work, she stood back, smiling at her friend. "Lookin' good! Let's go! The others are waiting in the Uber."

The room boomed with the thumping music provided by the DJ. You could feel the vibrations coming up through your feet from the floor, the sensation settling in your chest. Pedro led the way, holding his arm back to help create a chain as he weaved through the crowd. Jade had her arm looped with his and her hand back to hold onto Shelia, who held onto Sabrina, who held onto you. Together, you moved through the mass of people and towards the back of the place to find a booth. You crossed a huge dance floor which took up a majority of the room, the multitudes of people attending the club jumping, bumping, and grinding to the music provided that sweaty, energetic atmosphere that came from places like these. Tables littered the front of the club and booths lined the back, each side being flanked by a wall-to-wall bar on each side.