Chapter 4

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We quickly went back to Daniella's apartment to get ready for the club

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We quickly went back to Daniella's apartment to get ready for the club. We obviously couldn't go in what we were wearing before.

She gave me a red dress to wear which has this really cute bow on the front. And it accentuates my curves. Whilst she's wearing a neon green body con dress that also fits her perfectly.

"The uber is nearly here!" She shouts from the other room. We decided not to drive, especially not her, because one; we'd either crash on the way there or she's going to be drunk. So she won't be driving us home meaning we'd be stranded there.

"Have you got those hoop earrings I can borrow?" I ask as she's walking back into the room. She stands still for a minute, probably trying to remember where they are. Her face lights up with a lightbulb moment as she checks under her bed.

Somehow everything is in random areas in her house but she still manages to remember where she puts things.

"Are you ready to get drunk as fuck tonight?" She throws her arms up in the air, moving out the door. "I don't think I'm going to get drunk, I mean I have work tomorrow" Her face drops and her mouth hangs open.

"Fine but we're still going to get you in someone else's bed tonight," She says as we get into the Uber, the man turning around to us but not saying anything. His eyes flick between the two of us then he says "Does my bed count?"

No. No, it does not.

I and Daniella just nervously laugh and share looks between us as he turns back around and begins to drive.

"So you're going to that new club, how'd you even get in?" He asks, god this will be a long drive.

We finally arrive at the club, but that's when we see the line. It looks like it goes on for miles. We begin making our way to the back and get in line.

"God this is going to take forever" She whines, stomping her feet. I agree with her, finding it a bit ridiculous but it must be a good nightclub if this is the line.

"Well apparently these are Vip, you'd think there would be a different line or something," I say to her as I lean against the wall. Then the group in front of us turn around.

"If you're Vip you can go straight up I think" Oh. Well, that makes sense. We thank them and move out of the line, making our way to the front. We must look like idiots or something going back and forth.

The security stood there looks at us "This ain't the back of the line sweetheart" he tells Daniella. She looks up at him.

"Our passes say we can go in" She explains to him, gesturing for me to show him. When I do his eyes widen in shock.

"I am so sorry miss, of course, go right in. My friend will take you to your section" He lets us through, thank god. At least we found that we could go in sooner rather than later.

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