Chapter 5: You Ended Up In Palm Springs Dancing On Tables...

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Chapter 5

"MIKE!" I suddenly yelled making him look at me startled. "Dammit Mike! I've been trying to get you for the past few minutes! Is everything okay?"

He didn't say a word. He just swallowed and slowly handed me the open magazine. I cautiously grabbed it and flipped it around so I could see the picture.

The picture was of a completely naked girl that had some tattoos. She was blonde. The picture was painful to look at, as she was sitting on a dick. Dripping all down her body was whipcream. The whip cream can was next to her. She had money also laying all around her. In one hand, she had a cigarette. She had her head slightly looking up with her eyes closed and her mouth slightly parted as if she were moaning. In the other hand, she had a bottle of Jack Daniels pouring over her and all down her body. There was a smaller picture in the corner and she was dancing on a table with a caption that said 'Palm Springs Dancer' and the caption of the whole page was 'Alysha Nett.'

I looked up at Mike who was staring back at me with sad, sorrowful eyes

"If you look at some of her pictures, most of them are very provocative.. But she promised me that she would never go this far. She loved herself and she thought she was better then everyone else so she wanted..... Money. I never thought she would actually cheat on me for money......" he quietly reconciled.

Ladies and gentlemen, my point has been proven.

"Mike?"

"Yea?"

"Do you want to leave? We can go... We can get out of here...." I offered.

Maybe if I was nice to him, he'd get off of my back. So is that it? Is that what my life has come to, being friends with the guy that I hate the most? No. Nope. Not happening. Fuck you, Fuckboy Mike.

"Yea..." he whispered "Let's go.."

I motioned for him to stand up and he followed suit. I threw the magazine in the basket and pushed the basket back to its place. I looked to a very sad Mike and I nodded. I softly opened the door and pushed it open. I ran to the door side of the room. Mike followed my every action.

"Mike!" I whispered "Get on that side!"

He nodded and got behind the door in swift movements. I peeked through the windows of the door and no one was down the hall. I opened the door, peeked out and looked to my right, which is where the exiting doors were.

"Get behind me!" I whispered behind me. I looked behind me to see Mike follow my command. "You ready?"

He nodded and in one swift movement I opened the door all the way, so Mike could get out, and ran to my right and out the double doors. I heard Mike behind me as I ran to a big bush. I ran behind it and made room for Mike. He followed me and smiled.

"Don't smile just yet. What we have to do is just casually walk out like normal people. You walk to your car and I walk to the right and walk to Marcus' place. Got it?"

"What about Marcus?"

"I've got it under control.."

"Okay..." he sighed, unsure of what to do.

"Just follow me, okay? I've done this plenty of times before, It'll all be okay."

He nodded and I motioned him to follow me. We were just casually walking exposed to the hot San Diego sun.

"Cody Marie?!?!" a voice behind us chanted. Shit.

Mike stopped and looked at me for help. I turned around to see Tanner, a really annoying shithead, walking my way. I just sighed over dramatically and rolled my eyes, mumbling various curses.

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