When I Met You

Chapter Five

When we walked into the club, it was a total different world. The world of all your fantasies! Laser lights of all colors, people chugging down the drinks of their choice, and bodies grinding in every direction. I can't really lie, I believe I could live in this kind of atmosphere. I felt more comfortable with following Kaley around, yes like a lost puppy dog. She lead us into a big room, where all you saw where couples on top of each other and the biggest make out sessions that lead out to be what, an hour long? "Come on girl, let's go get a drink," she insisted.

"Sounds like a deal," I agreed.

We headed over to the bar and while we were getting our drinks ordered, this man flew up beside me, "Can I buy ya'lls drinks tonight?" he clapped his hands together.

"Well, I guess you could," I looked back to Kaley, looking shocked. The reason why? One, I've never been in a bar and the only thing that I do know is that when a guy comes up to you wanting to buy your drink, come on, I've seen this too many times in the Lifetime movies. And two, really, he was down right adorable! Drinks came pretty quick! Once, we got finished sipping the drinks, we put our bodies out on the dancefloor. I felt a heavy hand on my waist and a body grinding on mine. The temptation, the great feeling of another body on mine. A nice looking body, I might add. It was the guy from the bar, the guy that bought our drinks. "You mind?" he asked, with his smile shining on his face.

"Nope, not a bit." I replied.

" Great, so what's your name?" he yelled over the loud, bass boosted music.

"Renee'! What's yours?"

"Darrius!" Sexy name with a sexy man, I thought. One thing that really bothered me, was that we had to yell. Really my voice was getting worn out with the yelling. I hated the fact that we really couldn't talk. He seemed to not mind, but I wanted to go somewhere else quiet, so that we could talk in a comfortable and more civil area or is that even possible in a club like this? I looked deep into his dark brown eyes, I put my hands on his hard steel chest and reached up onto my tiptoes and asked him a question, " Wanna go somewhere else?" I asked.

"Yeah girl."

"Okay. I don't really know my way around this place, so I'll follow you."

" Great."

My mom came into my room and put her hand over my cheek. I opened my eyes a little bit. I felt sick to my stomach. Man, I was having the worst hangover a girl could ever ask for. I guess this came along with the package of clubbing for the first time, huh? I believe that I may have drank a little too much for my first time, but there's a first time for everything, my friends. But what I do know, is that I came home on time! I felt a lump of something come up in my throat. Oh no! I pushed my mom out of the way, I ran into the bathroom and kneeled over the toilet, face and all. My mom ran in after me. She knelt down beside me, " Are you okay?" she asked, with her hand on my back.

"Yeah I think I'll be alright."

"What did you eat last night?"

" Steak and a baked potato," I lied. Actually I had nothing to eat, just drinks, that's all.

"Must be some kind of food poison," she suggested.

"May be so, I mean I don't know."

I went back into my room and snuggled up in my bed. My mom sat beside me. "Hey, I think I'll be okay," I reassured her.

"I'll go get something to calm your sickness or whatever you may have, that's making you sick," she said.

"Okay, sounds great."