Hazel's POV:
It took me all day, but eventually I came up with a fake ID. I used my ID I need for the ice skating rank and, using a lot of editing, I made my age 23.
I picked out an outfit, I made my hair straight and down, since I knew it was going to get messy. All I needed to do was sneak out, which I have planned.
I tied jump ropes together and tied it to my bed. I have a lot of jump ropes. So now I can climb out the house.
I slipped on my strapless pink shirt with tiger stripes that showed off my cleavage. Hey if you got it, show it. I put on my booty, jean shorts and slid my jean jacket over my shoulders, and slipped my arms through the sleeves. I grabbed my two necklaces that were made to be one and put it over my head. I grabbed my black heels and walked over to the door (Outfit on the side --> ). I locked it and walked over to my window that was allowing moonlight to creep into my room. I dropped the heels and crawled onto the roof so I can climb down.
I grabbed the jump ropes and maneuvered my body down the rope to the ground. I stepped onto the freshly cut grass after a good five minutes. It's actually pretty hard to climb down a rope with a tight shirt and tight pants. I slipped on my heels and started my way to the garage. I walked through the unlocked door and grabbed my purple bike and started my way towards the club with my fake ID in my pocket.
The goody-goody is officially gone.
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I showed my ID to the club and followed Harry into the crowded, noisy club. After a good ways in, Harry turned around and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"What do you mean?"
"Underage clubbing is illegal in America, isn't it?"
I nodded making Harry say, "Oh so Miss. Goody-Goody is gone?"
I nodded again. I patted his shoulder and walked over to the bar portion of the club to get a drink.
"Can I get a drink?" I asked.
He laughed, "New at this, huh?"
I shrugged, "Yeah and what if I am?"
"I take that as a yes. Well, at a club don't ask."
I nodded, "Okay, give me a beer."
The bartender turned around and grabbed a bottle of beer and passed it over to me. I put the bottle up to my lips and tilted it upwards. As the liquid went down, it stung my throat, but it felt good. I sipped it a few more times.
After a few more minutes the bottle was finished.
"Damn, it went by quickly," I said under my breath, "Yo, bartender. Another beer."
He passed another bottle over to me and I started to drink the alcohol.
After two more beers, my vision got a bit blurry and everything made me laugh.
Right now, I was grinding some man. I have no idea who, but oh well.
"Hey you want to get out of here?" The man I was grinding asked.
"No." I said, moving onto another guy to grind.
"Woah, Hazzzel, didn't know you were that type of wom-m-men." The man slurred. I looked up at his face.
"Oh heyyy sexy! Enjoying your, your, what's the word?" I asked myself.
"Self?"
I started to laugh, "Self's a funny word."
Harry started to laugh, too, "Yeah."
"Yeah to what?" I asked, stop laughing.
"Oh uh, I don't know." Harry said.
"Heyy beautiful-l-l. What's a pretty girl doing here in a ccclubbb?" A man said behind me. I looked behind me.
"Aww thanks, but you should know that I can do what I want because I can." I said narrowing my eyes.
"Woah, feisty." He said.
"Who are you."
"Peter I think."
"Yeah, well Peter, go suck a man's dick. I'm here with someone."
"Oh really who?" He asked.
"Henry." I said. Harry corrected me.
"I mean Harrry." I slurred.
"Oh hey aren't you that fag in that gay band?" Peter, I think, asked.
"No, I'm not gay and I'm not in a gay band."
"Yeah yeah go suck one of your band mates dick will I work this sexy ladyyy here." The man slurred.
"Hey! I'm not gay! I don't suck dick and you can't have her because she is mine!" Harry yelled before punching the man.
Not good. The man is bigger and stronger than Harry.
"Oh you want to fight!" The man challenged.
"Yeah!" Harry said.
"Let's take this outside!" The man yelled.
"No! There is going to be no blood from any of you guys!" I yelled. The man rolled his eyes, but soon left us for another girl who started to grind him.
"Hey Hazel, want to um get out of here?" Harry asked. I turned around and looked at him.
"Where would we go?" I asked in my most flirtatious voice.
"We could get a room." Harry suggested. I nodded my head and Harry grabbed my hand and lead me to a hotel just a few blocks away.
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"Can I rent a room for the night?" Harry asked the women behind the counter, trying his best to seem sober. I chuckled at him.
"What?" He asked looking down at me.
"Nothing." I replied.
"Okay here is your room key, floor 3, room 14" The girl said. Harry took the room key and walked me to the lift. Once we got into the lift, Harry pushed me to the wall, since there was no one was in here, and started to kiss me. Even though we were both drunk, it wasn't sloppy or rough. It was seductive.
The lift door opened and Harry, pulled himself off me and walked me to room 14, since there was people in the hallway.
As soon as Harry closed the door, the kissing continued until both our shirts were off and we were in the bedroom, falling onto the bed.
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It's true. Underage drinking does lead to bad things.
Anyway, I kind of feel bad for Hazel. She won't remember her first time.
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-Jules
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