After Hours

chapter 12

Friday Night
I stood uncomfortably outside in the line. I was uncomfortable because of my dress. I was wearing a skin tight barbie pink dress and black pumps Jake picked out for me. These are so not my type of clothes. My hair was curled, making my eyes look brighter. Mark did my make up I really look pretty tonight. I think I turned couple heads- or its just my vivid imagination.

My feet start to hurt. Jake and Miranda should've been here like ten minutes ago. I felt someone pulled me out of the line. I realized it was Jake.

"Wait, what are you doing?" I asked as he pulled me to the door pass the line of people. "We are skipping tho-"

"Rule no. One sugar bun, I don't do lines." The big security guard recognized him and let us through causing most people on the outside to grumble.

We walked through a dark hallway then into a dark large room with loads of drunk and horny people and flashing lights.

"Jake, I can't see anything. Why is in here so dark?"

"Its a club Mary From Bethlehem. What did you expect, chandeliers and pixie dusts?!" He snapped.

"Sorta." I whispered

I start walking trough the club. Apologizing to everyone that bounce against me who were dancing.

"Randa is over there. Let's go."

Miranda was sitting in the VIP area which was less crowded and had a brighter light. Miranda greeted us. And we sat down. I lightly glance around the club. It was packed skin tight and smell of cigarettes and booze.

"You look really great girl!" Miranda commented. I yelled a thank you over the loud music.

"What are you drinking Mary Magdalene?" Jake asked.

"Huh? M-me? Oh, um, a soda please." I smiled and he head off to the bar.

Moments later he return with our drinks. I start to sip mines and spit it out instantly. My tongue was literally peeling off. They both start laughing.

"This is not funny you guys! What is this?"

"Vodka soda." He laughs.

"Ewe! Tastes disgusting"

"Just throw it back. You won't taste anything. Trust me!" Miranda grin.

"Let loose a little Mary Magdalene. We're here to have fun!" He shouted holding his drink in the air. "Now, I'm going to dance with that hottie over there!" He danced off to the dance floor and into the dark.

"Whoooohooo!!" Miranda cooed.

I sat there with a very bitter taste in my mouth and my drink in hand. "I can't drink this."

"Here. This is a cocktail." Miranda took my drink and threw it down her throat.

***********moments later***********

I don't know what has gotten into me. I cant control myself as I danced to the loud blast of the music. I moved my hips to the rhythm of the music.

I gasped when I felt someone dancing behind me. The person held my hips, swaying them to the rhythm. The sober me would have pushed him away but I'm way too drunk and happy to do that right now. I just wanna get wild. Make most of the night. Like I'm gonna die young!