That One Night

Chapter 9

They didn't even bother asking for any ID. They just let us in, no questions. Ali seems to be used to it. She goes out a lot. She's a party animal.

Both Ali and I head over to the bar. Ali get a drink in which I have no clue what it is. It looks a bit groovy. It's a blue color, just like the other woman's hair a few stools down from me. I try not to stare.

"One drink Soph. What harm is that?" Ali really wants me to get a drink but I've already told her that I'm not drinking tonight.

"I have to drive your possible drunk ass home. So no." I laugh at my choice of words. Even though its not really that funny. Oh well.

After nagging and nagging, Ali finally gives up on making me have a drink. She only quit after her fourth drink.

I'm starting to get bored of sitting around doing nothing while Ali is getting herself drunk. I don't know why but I want to try and find a familiar face but there is probably no hope for that seeing how Ali is my only real friend.

It's now her fifth drink. Wow she's going hard tonight.

I look around once more and...

Oh no..

He's here. I can't let Ali see him. It will cause so much more trouble.

Please don't see us. Please don't see us. Please don't....

"Sophia, Ali?" He sounds really calm.

Damn it. He's approaching us.

Ali flings around in her stool, looking right into his eyes. Oh no. It's not gonna end well.

It's like instantly Ali has sobered up because he's shown up.