Life is sweeter with some CaKe.

Chapter 3

The line was mostly made up of older college kids; the majority of them attended Kloss University, Cara and Kendall's college.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Cara asked nervously. The bouncer had just denied entrance to a couple of girls, but to be fair they didn't look a day over 18. Freshmen, just like Cara and Kendall.

"Relax, will ya," Kendall chided.

Cara watched as the two girls walked away disappointedly, cheeks flaming.

She had never been to a club before, and after her first month at college, all she heard were horrible experiences involving puking and date-rape drugs. Kendall had to literally beg her to come tonight for almost a month prior.

They were approaching the bouncer and Cara began to feel uneasy.

They won't let us in

Kendall elbowed her in the ribs.

"If you don't stop fidgeting they'll be onto us. Act like you belong here." With that she lifted up her chin and strutted to the bouncer. Cara followed suit.

Kendall flashed her glamorous smile and handed over her I.D. The bouncer looked at it and smiled.

"Ms. Jenner, we've been expecting you."

Kendall's smile faltered for a second but she quickly recovered. Cara turned to Kendall, confused.

"Well, of course," Kendall replied. But her voice quivered slightly. "Oh, umm, and she's with me." She gestured to Cara, who had no idea what was going on.

"Of course. Any friend of Ms. Jenner's is a friend of Cassio's." He motioned for them to head inside and turned to face the next person in line.

Kendall grabbed Cara's hand and pulled her inside. Cara stumbled over her pumps as the dark engulfed them. Music throbbed in their veins as they made their way through the mass crowd. Cages were hanging from the ceilings, with girls inside dancing to the Calvin Harris. Everyone was either drunk or getting there. Neon lights flickered here and there, showing glimpses of people grinding and practically dry humping on the dance floor.

Cara was distracted by the scene but then faced Kendall. What had the bouncer meant?

"What was that about?" Cara yelled over the music.

"I don't know but I don't fucking like it." Kendall yelled over her shoulder. She was rarely ever mad, and when she was she usually had a good reason.

Cara then really started to worry.

Who the fuck was Cassio?

"Where are you going?" Cara yelled again. Her toes were being stomped on by gyrating bodies. So far, nope, no great experience.