I look in the mirror and I'm glad with what I chose. Luke knocks on my bedroom door.
"Looking hot" he checks me out.
"Shut up"
"Um. One thing we just gotta go get Michael he's all ready but he needed to drop off something"
"Kay" I grab my stuff and we lock my door and met up with Mikey at the bar.
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"ID's please" I shuffle and grab my fake. Gordon watches me as we pass through the hallway with red lights and band posters on the walls. "Your hot!" He slaps my butt. I jump and turn around. "Abuse"
He laughs it off. .
I look around looking for Michael. We've been here for a few hours it's probably like midnight. I climb up on the bar stool and ask for a water. I sigh, glancing around I see Luke and some girl.
"Hey Riley!" They walk over to us. A shortish girl with olive skin and brown curly hair looks at me with her green eyes. Under those are stutter freckles. "Hey" I sigh once more.
"Have you seen Michael?" He asks.
"I've been looking around for him for awhile. I haven't seen him" I say adjusting my seat.
"Well, this is Naomi. We are dating" he smiles look down at her on his side.
"Awh" I aw.
"Naomi Riley, Riley Naomi" he points back and forth.
"Hey" I smile.
"Hi" she waves.
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I look around for Michael, no luck. I sneak out the back door and look around. It's lightly light, a trash bin, and police sirens are ringing. I look over to see a couple making out. I roll my eyes. And look again. The guy has blue fucking hair. Michael? I step closer and put my hand on his shoulder hoping I'm not touching some creep. Green eyes look at me as they turn their head. I step back and take it all in. Gordon stares at me speechless. "And who's this?" Some blonde asks.
"Uh my sister" Gordon huffs.
"I am not your sister. I am your girlfriend, I mean ex-girlfriend" I walk away quickly and open up the door. Tears start to form in my eyes. I wipe them away and walk through all the sweaty and smelly dancers on the floor. This night was the worst I think that myself. I knew he was a frat! I shouldn't have even trusted him. I leave the front door and walk a bit until I find a crib to sit on. I rip my phone out and try to turn it on. It's dead. Fuck.
I walk down the streets until I find a phone booth. I put in three quarters. The only number I know is Calum's.
"Hello?"
"Hi Calum" I sniffle.
"Riley? Are you okay?"
"No I'm not. Can you come give me a ride home?" I wipe the tears away.
"Yeah. Where are you?"
"East Summer street" I look around.
