Meeting the Gangleader

Chapter 3

*Brittany's P.O.V*

We walk up to the bouncers at the main entrance and smile at them.

The bouncer looks at Bec and smiles.

He moves to the side and lets us in, not even asking for our ID's.

We walk in and Bec laughs.

"Well that was pretty easy." Bec says.

Alice and I nod in agreement.

"Only because your boobs are barely covered," I add teasingly.

She laughs and hits my shoulder lightly.

"Bitch," she insults, and I just laugh.

As soon as we enter the club, we go directly to the bar.

When the bartender comes over, we all order shots, except Alice because she's the designated driver.

He cards us and I hold my breath hoping our ID's work.

As he nods and gives us our cards back, I let go of the breath I was holding

We stand in a silence until our drinks arrive.

We pay the bartender, and Alice takes my keys from me before Rebecca and I both down our shots.

The alcohol burns as it goes down my throat and I welcome the feeling.

It's good to drop my good girl act sometimes, and to just let go.

I mean, as the saying goes, good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught.

We look around the club and I feel my heart beat falter.

The first guy I notice makes me struggle to obtain air.

He is absolutely the sexiest guy I have ever seen.

"Bec, Allie, look at him. He is hot." I grab their arms and gesture towards where he's standing.

Allie whistles when she sees him, and Bec laughs.

"Go talk to him."

I look at her like she's crazy.

"Me? No. I'm incredibly shy."

But you can be anyone you want to be tonight.

"Come on Brit, you got this!" Allie urges.

I shake my head and laugh.

"Alice," I say seriously, not using her nickname, "Absolutely. Not."

She laughs at me and I feel my face start to heat up.

"Why not?" She questions, and I sigh.

"Maybe later, but I gotta pee. Meet you guys on the dance floor?" I suggest.

They nod their heads, but before I turn to go to the bathroom I notice them share a secretive look, like they knew who the mystery guy was.

I'm probably just imagining it, so I shake it off and start walking to the bathroom.

I walk with my head down, not trying to attract any attention since I'm alone, and just as I thought I was safe, some one grabs my butt.

I turn around and slap the guy across the face.

"Don't touch me, perv." I snarl with disgust.

The guy, who looks in about his late 30's, just looks at me and laughs.

He grabs my arm and starts walking towards a fire exit that's near the bathroom.

Is anybody seeing this? Why is no one trying to help me?