A Snow White Story (Aborted)

15: A Memorable Night To Forget (i)

Roxy knew she would have a good time. The shots had made her a little out of control but she managed herself. The music was loud. The kids were dancing to the beats. Everyone was happy. Roxy was, too. A guy from the crowed smirked at him.

"Hey, sweetie," He winked at her, "Wanna have a dance?"

Roxy smiled dreamily. The guy was utterly attractive. His greasy sap green eyes glittered in the neon lights. It looked unnatural. He had blood red highlights, "Sure thing," She chuckled.

The song changed to The Loving Dead by Blood On The Dance Floor. Roxy wondered why the club was playing BOTDF songs back to back.

"It's BOTDF theme, tonight," The guy said, as if reading her mind, "I like this band. And you, too, babe."

Roxy laughed lightly and slowly started swinging her hips picking up a dance step to the music. The guy did the same and they started dancing. The beats fastened up and now it was something.

"This is fun," Roxy said and the guy smirked. He held her body slightly pulling her to himself. Roxy hesitated for a second.

"It's all about the night," The guy said, "Forget it, tomorrow. Anyways I'm not gonna do nothing to you, girly."

"Okay," She blinked and they continued dancing.

"By the way, I'm Jason," He said.

Roxy wondered if she should tell him her real name. Something in her mind advised her not to do so. Finally she spoke, "Nice meeting you, Jason. I'm Sage."

"Nice name, Sage," He winked at her. Now she hoped that any of the boys of her crew wouldn't ruin this plan by calling her out loud. He continued, "Wanna grab a drink?"

Roxy forced a drunken smile, "I'm already too high, no thanks."

"Okay, then," He said, "Catch you later," With that he smiled at her and walked to the counter. Roxy looked around, still dancing, when someone tugged her shoulder.

"Hey, can I talk to you?" Roxy turned around to see a punky girl.

"Sure, say," Roxy said.

"I think I've seen you somewhere and that somewhere is in a poster maybe?" The girl guessed.

"Poster? No maybe it wasn't me. Why would I be in a poster? That certainly wasn't me," Roxy argued, though not sure of herself.

"When you're a wanted criminal or. . . a missing person?" She smirked, "Don't underestimate a high punky girl."

"No sure but if I was a criminal I wouldn't be roaming about without a cover and a missing person doesn't go to parties, you know," Roxy tried to cover it up.

"On point," The girl rubbed her cheek.

"Hey, Roxette!!!" Cyan pushed through the crowd and grabbed the punky girl, "Stop bothering Roxette, Kelly. Sorry, Roxette, she's my half-sister and she's really weird for anything. Don't mind if she talked shit to you or something."

"No no it's okay," Roxette laughed, "She's cute."

"I'm cute?" Kelly cringed, "Not even scary? Damn!"

"She's weirder when she's high," Cyan looked embarrassed.

Roxy chuckled and her mood lighted up, "I wanna get higher I guess?"

"Right?" Cyan grinned, "So do I but Kelly, no getting higher than you already are, babe."

"You're a bad sister," She scowled. Cyan gave her an annoyed look.