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Chapter 3

Saturday

It was currently 8:30 and I have not even started to get ready to go dancing. That's right dancing, I gave up on the whole 'meeting Patrick' thing. I didn't want to get my hopes up so I tried to forget that my favorite athlete of all time is going to be there. All Alissa and me were going to do was dance, and drink... lots of drinking... hopefully. I heard my phone vibrate from where it was charging and went to go get it. I had a text from Ali.

Ali: Are you ready cause I'm on my way

Me: What! no I haven't even began getting ready! you said 10

Ali: Haha I know ;)

Me: What?

Ali: I'm going to make sure you look sexy! ;)

Me: no.

Ali: Yup. Leave the door open and go take a shower.

I let out a sigh. I knew I wouldn't be able to get out of this so I did what she said and hopped in the shower. When I was done, I didn't bother to change knowing Ali would pick out everything even my underwear. I walked out and into my room to find Ali already sitting there on my bed with an outfit laid out already.

"Here this is your set," she said handing me a matching set of underwear.

"Oooh where'd you get this bra?" I asked her, waiving the bra around and walked to my closet to change in there.

"Victoria's Secret, duh." I heard her say through the closet door.

I walked out and put on the dress she had laid out in the bed. I then realized that she was not dressed to go out.

"Why are you not ready?"

"Don't worry, I'm going to borrow one of your dresses," she said winking at me and walking over to my closet

"Oh no, don't worry you can just borrow one of mine, no need to ask," I sarcastically told her.

After she picked out her outfit we started doing each others hair and makeup. I walked up to my full body mirror to look at myself. I had to admit Alissa did a great job, I actually look decent for once. My hair was curled and I was wearing a nude dress with black heels. 

"Ok we get it you look good. Now tell me how I look." Alissa said pushing to the side so she can look at herself in the mirror.

"I think nude heels look better with that dress," I said noticing she was wearing a black dress with black heels and black accessories. All black.

"Can I use your peep toe ones?" 

"The nude ones? Yeah."

She looked at herself in the mirror again and then walked off. She came back with the nude heels already on her feet.

"Yeah, you're right they look better. It's already 10:30, let's go." 

"Why don't we take an Uber," I know for a fact that Alissa will get piss drunk and will not be able to drive. 

She agreed and we waited for a bit until our Uber arrived. Alissa ended up sitting in the front with the Uber driver so she could play music. When we got to the club Alissa texted Marshall telling him that we were here already. Marshall was the guy that had invited us to the opening.

"Hey it's nice to see you again," I felt an arm wrap around my waist. I turned around to see Marshall standing there in a black button up shirt and jeans. 

"Do you know where Alissa is?" He asked me removing his arm from around me. 

"She went to go get drinks," I let him know pointing towards the bar where Alissa was leaning over the counter flirting with the bar tender.