Life of a female Gangster©

Chapter - EIGHT

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[Maya]

I couldn't even lie I was too damn excited for this party. Trisha had gone all the way out. There wasn't any chance of rain, at least that's what I had heard earlier on the news. I didn't care if my whole party was inside or not, I still didn;t want the damn weather fucking up everything. That'd be really annoying. 

I closed my eyes, as I stepped out of the limo. Trisha's dead had ordered for the night, he wanted to make me feel like a princess on my seventeenth birthday. I objected, at first because I thought having  a  limo bring you to your birthday spot, was kind of over doing it but Trisha and him insisted it was fine.

SO of course, I had went along with it.

I scanned around, the packed lot, there was still people walking inside, looking at the venue, Trisha had set up It really was pretty beautiful. The club, was a little rank from the outside, but Trisha completely masked it, but streaming pink and black balloons, and streamers around the outside of the club.

SO instead of looking like a nightclub, (which it was before), Trisha, tottally turned it into, a Teen's paradise. There were siggns, big enough for the guests, to see and follow which way to go--shimmered in a bit of glitter, and written in big cursive handwriting. Probably, with a thick felt marker,

IT was all cute, and I glanced at my best friend as she stepped  next to me, out of the limo. I smiled at her all big and shit. She batted her eyelashes, and hooked her arm through mine.'

"Shall we?" She asks in a fake white british accent. I glare at her, but it's a jokingly stare--cause through it I'm smiling. "Girl, shut up. But this venue is fuckin' amazin!" I tell her and she nods approvingly, basking in her compliment.

"I know it, but you know what's even better?" She asks me lowly, leaning in all eager.

I shook my head, "Nah..." I say playing along.

"GOING INSIDE" Trisha yelled, as she yanked my hand foward. Next thing I knew we were inside the large ass club. It was beautiful. Of course you still had the dark vivid danceroom, and then you had ViP upstairs. Everything was to my liking. 'Birthday Cake.' By Riahanna, ft. Chris brown was playing and everybody was dancing and singing along to the popular song.

"I'm so excited, don't try to hide it, i'mma make you my bitch...-Cake Cake Cake Cake Cake Cake-- Oh i know you like it, don't try to hide it...." The song blared on.