One Life

Chapter Four

Last night was shit. I stayed up until about six o'clock AM doing nothing, after getting home at about two.

But tonight should be fun, hopefully.

I slept all morning, which shouldn't matter, because now I had the energy to be at work.

I'm pretty certain that I've mentioned where I work.

But just incase I'll say it again.

I'm a bartender at one of the most biggest clubs in Los Angeles; Shamu Prat.

Don't ask me why it's called that, because I have no idea what's so ever...

I'm no slutty type of person, who gets drunk and sleeps with random people. But I do like my job. Not because the dirty musty, alcohol smelling, loud atmosphere, but because it pays 3 dollars more than the California minimum wage, due to it being such a popular club.

If you're lucky you might even see some celebrities.

There's 3 different stories of the club, luckily I work on the 3rd one. It was a nice view through the window behind the bar.

I arrived to work at 7pm, though it didn't opened until 9. All employees would usually just hang out on the first floor until it was time to open up. I stayed on the third floor, lounged in the bar seats.

Besides the hundreds of people lining up outside to get in, it was utterly quietly. You'd learn how to tune them out.

I folded my arms on the glass table, resting my chin on my forearms, and decided to tune the people outside back in.

Usually it was loud talking coming from everyone lined up causing it to be one big mess of noise, but this time there was screaming as if it were teenagers.

I haven't see the crowd outside, but I do remember having to enter through the back because everyone said that entering through the front was unsafe. And I do recall hearing fellow employees talk about some people massively famous coming our club. The only thing I didn't hear was who was coming.

It could be Justin Bieber?

Then again he might be too young... And he's only one person.

Besides him, I couldn't think of anyone else really famous.

The screaming was annoying... But I didn't want to block it out because then I'd began over thinking, and then my head would begun pounding more than it already was.

The window ahead doubled, and I begun to get muddled and lightheaded; the same exact feeling from yesterday morning.

Suddenly the world went black.

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A cold liquid filled the inside of my ear, and for a second I thought I was drowning. If I were, I would have felt water everywhere, not just in one ear.

"Wake up, Sleeping beauty."

My head shot up in alarm. I looked around at my surroundings. I was in the same place as before, just a bit more darker, yet lighter with the spotlights, and colorful lights on.

"We're about to open in 5." The person continued.

I strained my neck around to see who was talking.

The girl with fire red hair, brown eyes and a piercing in her cheek dimple, very pretty, was stood behind the counter, rinsing out the cups. I had always seen this girl 4times a month because I worked Friday's and Saturday's every other week, and we'd never actually talked, unless she wanted me to cover her shift too. Otherwise, we stayed out of each other's hair and space.