Keeping Up With Cassandra (Completed)

Week Eight: Choreo

Sunday I was lounging in our dorm. Tiffany and Winter walk in and practically jump on the couch.

"Spill now!" Winter says and I smirk just thinking about it. I tell them almost everything. I leave out the specifics of the conversation and such but when I get to the part when we get to the club I stop.

"Why did you stop?" Tiffany asks me. They are both hanging off every word.

"I-" I stop and think back to the club.

Yesterday ~

We pull up to the club and I can tell it's going to be so much fun. I walk over to the line and stare at Lane. How long are we going to spend in this line? I see as Lane scans the line. He keeps staring at the bouncer. Lane smirks and I see him grab my arm.

"Come on." He pulls us to the front of the line as people glare. I lift my head trying to act confident. "Bates!" Lane shouts at the guy.

"Regens!" The bouncer bro hugs Lane.

"How've you been man?" Lane smirks at him.

"I'm good. You still dancing?"

"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't." Lane laughs. The guys eyes meet mine as he gives me a once over. He looks around Lane and his smile becomes a little forced.

"Where's Danica?" He asks. His eyes meet mine again questioning.

"Shit man I thought she would have told you. She didn't get in this year." Lane says. "This is Cassandra my new partner." I shake his hand and his smile softens.

"She's a looker." He winks at me and I smile at him.

"That she is." Lane gives me a quick glance.

"Well I guess I better let you in. How late you guys planing on being here?"

"Maybe eleven?" Lane tells him.

"I switch in about an hour. I'll come find you." He nods at us as we are aloud to pass.

"Who is that?" I ask when we get out of hearing distance.

"He used to go to the camp. He's cool though." Lane tells me and I nod. We head into the club and I see the bar. I know I'm not going to spend anytime there. The first place we go is to the dance floor. There's this strange song playing and I have no idea what it is but the beat makes me move my feet. Lane dances like a gentleman and I love it. I see the eyes of other males around me but pay no attention to them.

"This is so much fun!" I practically squeal at Lane. He laughs and we dance. Song merges into song and I feel myself start to get sweaty. I'm glad the girls gave me the outfit that they did now. After an amazing time on the dance floor Lane and I find a booth.

"What's up girl?" A guy asks me.

"Out on a date actually." I tell him pointing to Lane.

"What guy brings a girl to a club?" He asks as if Lane is stupid.

"One who knows his date very well." I smirk at Lane and I see his smug look. The guy looks annoyed at both of us and leaves us alone.