ECSTASY // B.E

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j e s s i e

"what are you doing tonight?" jordan asked after i greeted him over the phone.

"i'm going to a club for a few hours," i answered. "why?"

"i was wondering if you'd wanna come over," he sighed. "can't you go to the club tomorrow night or something?"

i sucked my teeth. "sorry, but no. i told someone that i would be there tonight."

"someone? who's someone?" he quizzed. "wait, is it a date? have you already moved on from what's-her-face?"

"what? no, no. i haven't— it's not a date," i waved him off. "it's not a date, i just told her i would be there tonight; simple as that. also, i still don't understand why you continue to call her 'what's her face;' you know her name is sophia."

"yeah, whatever," he muttered. "but that thing tonight definitely sounds like a date," he said in a teasing tone.

"it's not, dude," i kissed my teeth. "you're annoying."

"yeah, yeah; you love me," he said. just from the tone of his voice, i could tell that he had a big grin played across his face.

"i do, but you're still annoying," i rolled my eyes. "i'll probably come over tomorrow, jordanian, don't worry. i'll see you then?"

"yeah, fine. i'll see you then, tiny."

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"what are you still doing over here? go talk to the bartender," matthew chuckled as he made a shooing motion at me. "isn't she, like, the whole reason you came here tonight?"

"what? no," i huffed as i swatted his hands away.

he sent me a look. i glared up at him as i crossed my arms over my chest.

"she's not," i grumbled.

"right," he agreed sarcastically.

me and matthew have been at the club for nearly an hour now. i've been over by the dance floor with him since we got here.

"honestly, i really think you should go over there. it looks like she's been looking for you all night," he told me.

"she has?" my eyes widened a bit as i looked over towards the bar. billie was there, and she was currently cleaning some glasses. she looked up, and i looked away.

"go over there," he chuckled as he tried to push me over there.

i grumbled something incoherently underneath my breath as i swatted his hands way again. i shoved my hands into my pockets as i started to make my way over to the bar.

i took my seat in the stool i usually sit in. i pulled my phone out to lay it face down on the bar in front of me. i crossed my arms over the bar.

i looked over towards billie. she was finishing cleaning the glasses. she glanced up, and she looked over towards me. a small, barely noticeable smile made its way to her face.