Part 6

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OMG!! I wrote this ENTIRE page in FRENCH, but then I remenbered that I was supposed to write the story in english....

                                                                       -Leila 5h45-

"Hurry up!" I can see her getting ready, and checking if every little millimeter of her face is  pretty

"OMG! You are so perfectionnist  *pause* You're still applying mascara! *pause* COME ON NOW WE'LL BE LATE!" Ugh! How annoying can she get!

"I'm coming! But do you think I should apply more lipgloss?"

"No! You are so annoying! Just bring it in your purse and let's go!"

"Ok ok... But you? Don't you wanna put at least a little bit of makeup? Not even mascara, blush or gloss? I mean, I did a full face makeup... You would not even recognise me "

Well.. She IS kinda right... I did a messy bun, put on a dress, and nothing else... 

I cheked the time " Quick! We're gonna be late!"

                               -Jack-

I cheked the time. 5:30. Customers should be here soon.

"Come here" I said.

All of my men came instantly. 

"There is somebody important comming here today, that's why I bouhgt the bar. Don't do anything stupid, don't shoot anyone, don't start fighting and if I tell you an order, you do it right away."

30 minutes later

There she is. She's dressed with a beautifull green dress that goes perfectly with her big brown eyes. She has a messy bun with hair falling out of it. She's gorgeous. 

I see her coming in with a friend, it's that Scarlett girl who forced her to come here. Scarlett says something to her, and they both go dancing on the music. 

I can see a lot of girls dancing semi-naked, trying to impress I don't know who. But my princess, wich I don't even know the name of, is just dancing to have fun. After about 20 minutes, she goes with her friend to the bar. 

I read on her lips she ordered apple juice. Apple juice? I thought to myself. Mayber she doesn't drink. Her friend on the other hand, seems to have takings a way more powerfull drink. They put their drinks on a table, and go to dance.

I can see a lot of men offering her to dance, which she all declines politely. Some insist, and she ignores them. I notice that I'm not the only one with my eyes on her, she's practically the centre of attention. The semi-naked girls seem really jealous. 

Suddenly, I have an urgent thing to do at the toilet. I have to pee but I'll come back to observe my queen.

When I come back, I sit down. I can't see her... But I can see Scarlett so maybe  my brown haired queen had to go to the toilet too. After a while, I get nervous. What if she has a boyfriend? What if she didn't like it so she went away? 

Suddenly I hear a girl screaming 

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