MaLuke

Chapter 21

The taxi pulled over to a stop on the street side. The walkway was littered with designer shops, gyms, and an outdoor mall. You could just tell that this street screams 'class'. I paid the driver and stepped outside, ran a hand over my shirt to smooth out any creases. I had a thing about giving a good impression on people.

I walked to the end of the street where a large, glossy black building stood over he street. Neon lights outside spelling out the club name. I marvelled at the location and strode inside.

The inside was better than I expected. Even better than the last club we went to. Paladium was small in size, compared to this. This would definitely fit the whole student body. The floor were smooth, and still the glossy black color of the building. The various colors of the spotlights that hung in all sections of the room gave off the subtle disco feeling. Then there was the stage. Very big and spacious. An extremely large screen stood behind the stage, in what I assumed would be where the dj would be stationed. All in all, I was impressed.

"Done gawking." Colin called over from my left. I pulled myself out of my reverie and rolled my eyes at him.

"Hey Colin." I greeted him, completely ignoring his comment. He strolled over and shook my outstretched hand. While my wrist only housed a watch and a bracelet, he's was an entirely different story. Colin is the exact definition for punk emo. Multiple piercings, jet black hair and clothing, and don't get me started on the accessories he wears. Let's just say he has a very unique taste, not bad though as he can pull it all off and come across has handsome.

"You're here a little earlier than expected, I thought you lived quite a way from here."

"I do, I tipped the driver well." He smiled at my comment. Ah, first impression successful. "So, I see you've got quite the club."

"You think so? It's only been open for a year or so, but we see more people than I expected." He was obviously proud of his achievements. And why wouldn't he be, his business is running well. "Thanks for choosing my club though."

I smiled, Colin was cool to say the least. "And I believe I made the right choice. This place is awesome. I've only got one question?"

"Shoot me." He replied.

"About the DJ." I started. He chuckled slightly.

"Khaimon you're looking at the DJ, the while reason why I opened the club was to become it's DJ. I've done a lot of gigs over the years, I'm quite experienced." He chuckled again. I liked this guy already.

He gave me a tour around the club, showed me the VIP section, the dance floor, everything. By the end of it all I was left feeling satisfied and smug. Smug because this club was my choice, over the preference of Meghan and Adrienne who had both ruled out that we choose club Ice.

Pfft. They haven't seen anything yet.

By quarter to nine, the taxi pulled over to the school gates and I got out. Handing the driver a wad of bills, I strode over to the gates. The guard ignored me as much as he did to everyone else as I slipped in the student entrance.

Before I made it into the building, Wendy and her little band of misfits in too tight uniforms pulled up in her Porsche. I mentally rolled my eyes and kept walking.

"Hey Luke." Wendy screeched at me in her peacock type of voice. I wonder how her followers coped with that. My eardrums were ringing already. I hated it when people called me by my surname, it was disrespectful to my father and grandfather's name. I spun around, and awaited her highness.

She wasn't wearing her usual heels today, instead she wore some green ballet flats. Without her height boost, she was shorter than me. I laughed inwardly at the thought.