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The Club~

After Getting ready in my black high-waisted shorts with a white shirt with the word 'desert' on it accompanied by a black leather jacket I slipped on some white converse; I straightened my hair, it's usually in loose waves. (Picture above)

I'm more of a converse person than heels, because I would most likely not injure my self; plus I can move around better; gives me the advantage of running from a crazy-sycotic rapist, than being his next victim.
I didn't due much make-up only mascara and eye-liner. I like my appearance to be natural rather than caked with make-up.

"Come, on! We have no time to waste, Sista" god I hate when she calls me that. When we were younger she was obsessed with 'Drake and Josh' so she tried to be like them; calling me Sista, instead of brotha.

"Don't get your panties in a twist! I'm coming!" When I reached her she pulled us to my car; a black 2013 Dodge Charger. My parents got me it for a graduation/ moving-out gift.

Honestly I couldn't ask for better parents than them.

*ring* *ring*

Thinking its my mom again I answer with-out checking the caller ID.

"Mum, I would love to chat but were heading to celebrate"

"See you then, baby" a deep husky voice breathes through the phone; canceling the call. That was definitely not mum.

My breathing starts to bro me in-even, thinking about who that could have been. Rayleen looks at me weird raising an eye-brow.

"Who was that"

Turning my full attention to her I do my best fake smile.

"It's nothing. Lets go, shall we?"

I didn't want to worry her. Since I didn't know the way to the club my sister had to drive my baby.

"We shall"
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Arriving at the club my sister parked my coconut smelling car.

"It's time to get drunk off our asses." Humming in response I got out of the car. Ray following suit.

"Don't forget to lock my baby" I call over my shoulder.

Rolling her eyes she pushed the lock button.

Making our way up to the guy I like to call the 'Gate Keeper' my sister flirted our way in while I waited patiently.

The 'Gate Keeper' removed the rope and let us pass but not before sending me a wink. Jesus. All guys do now a days is flirt and fuck.

The pounding of the music was already starting to give me a headache.

Grabbing my hand, my sister pulled me through the crowd of sweaty bodies to the bar. " Let's go get drinks!" She hollered over the music.
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"What would you pretty ladies like to drink tonight?" The guy behind the bar asked.

"We want the strongest drink you have" ray replied before I could answer with a simple vodka shot.

He nodded before walking away to make the drinks.

"Why did you do that? All I wanted was a shot" I pouted.

She rolled her eyes avoiding my question. "Oh, look at that hunk!"

Following her finger with my eyes I gasped, it was him. The guy from my dreams; and he was looking straight at us. GAH-LEE.

Looking him over, up and down I noticed he was really muscular but not to buff. You could see the abs underneath his shirt. But oh my does his face make it all better. He caught me staring and smirked.

"You can have that one. I'm not really looking for sex gods and a good screw tonight." I spoke out still staring at him.

"Good I wasn't going to let you have him anyway " I rolled my eyes she can be so childish sometimes. She didn't even call dibs. Oh. Guess I'm as equally childish.

"The bartender who I figured out goes by the name 'Luke' from his name tag. Handy little things they are. Returned with our drinks.

Taking a wiff of it my eyes watered at the strong smell before gulping in down. The burning sensation in my throat was wonderful.

Luke's eyes widened as he watched me. "Another one" I slammed the glass down on the wood. After about two more a started to feel a bit fuzzy. Damn these are strong drinks. Chugging down my forth one I slammed it on the bar too, giggling, making my way to the dance floor.

Moving to the beat running my hands up and down my body I called to my sister " come dance ray ray!" Giggling she joined me.

After dancing for a bit I noticed alot of guys looking at us with lust. 'Ew' my drunken self thinks.

A girl with bright red hair And a pale face dragged my sister away; me thinking its to dance let it slide.

"Someone come dance with me!" I slurred moving my hips side to side. Hands grabbed on to my waist. O turned around to see a guy about my age with black hair and high-cheek bones. He's pretty cute. I smile smiled at him grinding into him he groaned in pleaser, grinding back.

"Your so cute" I giggled poking his nose.

He raised an eye-brow at me "And your sexy" he began kissing my back inhaling deeply. "And you smell so, so good" he threw his head back but got pulled away before he could return.

"Go eat somewhere else" my dream dude glared at my dancing buddy.

"Oh! I'm Hungry too! Lets go get hamburgers! Oh, and curly fries!" I beamed happily.

"We can got to sonic, And then I can get a blizzard too! But we have to go find my Ray Ray" I tugged at both of their hands, but the didn't budge. "What are you guys statues come on!" I tugged again but no progress. Groaning I threw up my arms. "Come on, don't be party poopers, I'm hungry and so is my dance buddy" They both looked at me amused before DB (Dance Buddy) spoke. "You too an eat. I'm gonna head somewhere else." He walked off just like that. I growled but didn't say anything. Now who am going to dance with?!

"Guess it's just you and me, Kitten" DD (dream dude) breathed down my neck causing me to burst into giggles because it tickled.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 31, 2015 ⏰

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