Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

bend over put my hands on her back, jetski gotta dagger dagger that.

The speakers danced as the music flew out from them. The melody swayed in the air as people danced energetically. I was with my girl as usual, normal Friday night clubbing when my eyes caught somebody that I recognised from the past. Crystal was here getting daggered by boys. Natasha and Daniella emerged from the crowd and joined me and Lydia at the V.i.p table.

I took a sip of Hennessy to clear my head and flush out thoughts of my opponent.

Lydia: Chrissy she's staring, smile so she knows you're not intimidated by her.

Me: Aha, you're so funny.

I laughed in the air, then shot a coldhearted glare towards Crystal. She was on her way over to our table with two girls behind her looking like side chicks. A couple mandem joined are table.

Natasha: Where's Daniel?

Daniella: Yes, I haven't seen him yet. Well, properly.

Me: He should be here in a few.

Dwayne looked at me then nodded. We were good friends, but I was afraid that if I get to close to him, I might actually start liking him because he was HOT!

Dwayne: You alright?

Me: Yeah yh, you?

Dwayne: hmm imma be right back.

He winked then went off. He had his eye on this tall girl sitting across a different sofa by herself. She looked like the black version of Kim Kardashian and she was pretty anyway.

Crystal: Chrissy.

Me: You.

Crystal: I'm guessing you've heard rumours that i'm back.

Daniella: Move back before I have to slap you up myself.

Crystal: oo scary.

A girl from her clique laughed. So then Crystal joined in too.

Natasha: Why you laughing? That outfit is meant from ladies with curves. And um, you don't have any of that.

One of our boys, started laughing and we all did too.

Girl: She has more curves than you'll ever have.

I looked at the girl that was on the right hand side of Crystal.

Me: Is that a top or dress. Clearly, we all can see that you got into the V.i.p section by seducing the body guard but, to sink so low like that. O, I feel for you.

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