Chapter Fourteen

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Dinner and a Show


   The tour was officially finished and my leg was getting better everyday. I no longer needed to take pain medication every day, which meant I could now drink. Everyone was both happy and sad that the tour was over. One and a half months of our lives had passed and we had spent it travelling America.

   I had loved every single minute of it.

   Brian and Jeff had debated on what to do for a post-tour celebration. They ended up deciding on, with a bit of input from me, dinner at a nice restaurant and then letting people do what they want after. Lauren and I had immediately agreed on going out to a club, especially since I could drink now.

   For the first time in my life I stepped into an Olive Garden restaurant. When we were throwing around ideas of what restaurant to go to, I mentioned that I had never been to Olive Garden and everyone freaked out. It turned out that Olive Garden is a big part of American culture and it was basically a sin to never have been there.

   I felt extremely dressed up for this restaurant, as most of the diners there were families. In fact, the Starkid squad (Joey had called us that once and it stuck) included a lot of dressed up people and we all felt slightly out of place.

   But despite the casualness of the restaurant, and the fanciness of our attire, we all looked amazing.

   Us girls had gone all out, with super high heels (except for me and Meredith), tight clothes, bold lipstick. Apparently the club most of us were going to was quite out there, and going all out was encouraged. Lauren was even wearing black lipstick, which was an interesting choice, yet somehow worked.

   The guys were all wearing jeans or pants with either button ups or shirts. There was something dapper about Joey's outfit that made me feel all squishy on the inside. My guess was the rolled up sleeves; for some reason, a guy who rolled his sleeves was just extremely sexy.

 My guess was the rolled up sleeves; for some reason, a guy who rolled his sleeves was just extremely sexy

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[yes, I made outfits for all of them. yes, I'm a loser. yes, I should have been studying, especially since i made this when i was doing my hsc] [also, these are just the outfits for the people who go clubbing, hence why brosenthal, corey, aj, etc. don't have outfits up there]

   As we ate, we talked about the success of the tour. There had been very few problems, aside from AJ getting food poisoning, and it had been amazingly fun.

   Sitting next to Dylan had both its benefits and its problems. Problems included him pinching my breadsticks that I had on my plate; benefits included his stories of times he had messed up during the shows.

   "I remember when we were singing Dream a Little Harder, I completely forgot about the whole 'fuck you' part so when the audience started joining in, I was so confused. Why were these people saying 'fuck you' to me? I was so lost."

   "During No One Remembers Achmed," Joey said, "I was trying to do the dance and I kept stumbling and falling over because I had only learnt it a day before. And it was the first show, too, and I was like 'well, fuck me'."

   "Oh my god, I remember that!" I shouted out. "I was so confused, I had no clue what was going with you. It looked like you were having a seizure."

   "To be fair, it felt like I was."

   As the conversation continued, I could feel the champagne already going to my head. I suppose not drinking alcohol for four months had really messed with my tolerance. So when Joey placed his hand on my thigh underneath the table, I didn't remove it. I let his hand stay there, his thumb rubbing circles on my skin. It felt nice and I didn't want to deny myself the pleasure of it.

   When dinner was over and I had stuffed myself with breadsticks, we ventured out into the night. The air was cool but the alcohol was warming me, so I barely felt it.

   The club we entered was called The White Rabbit and damn, it was amazing. There were cages with GoGo dancers, and poles were placed throughout the room if anyone wanted to have a go (although there was a strict 'no removing of clothes' policy, as stated by the numerous signs placed around the club).

   I took way too many shots, I must admit. It felt like the edge of my vision was blurry, without it actually being blurry. It was like a haze around my brain, making everything I think feel fuzzy. I was glad I wasn't wearing heels, because my balance was awful.

   With alcohol coursing through my veins and the music echoing in my ears, I dragged Joey onto the dance floor.

   Now, I can't dance. I know I can't dance. Drunk me knew that I couldn't dance. But for some reason, I decided that I could.

   All We Do by Trey Songz was playing and provided me with the perfect beat to grind and do some dirty dancing with Joey. My inebriated state had made me a lot more bold, and not afraid to do what I wanted.

   Joey's hands wrapped around my waist, his eyes staring right into mine. "I really want to kiss you right now," he whispered.

   "I really want you to kiss me, too."

   "Everyone will see. Is that okay?"

   Even in my drunken state I didn't particularly want everyone to see; I was against PDA as explicit as this. I was okay with a quick peck, but not really anything more. But the part of my brain that wanted to kiss Joey was basically like f*ck it, let's just kiss, no one will care.

   So we kissed. Although, let's be real here, we were both smashed, absolutely hammered, so it wasn't that great.

   Someone to the side whistled, shouting, "Dinner and a show!"

   Joey and I parted, laughing and smiling.

   "Next time?" He asked.

   "Next time," I agreed.


[the description of maia being drunk is based on my experiences. i personally quite enjoy drinking, in moderation. i've gone over my limit twice and don't plan on repeating it again. btw i am 18 and that's legal in australia, so it's all g]

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