The memories before she hit fifteen were all labeled nothing to her. Rachelle lived a life as a slave there in planet Andromeda that orbits around the CC-A17 System that lies near the Milky Way Galaxy.
But one thing's for sure: her thoughts, beliefs...
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"WOO!!!!!" a blonde girl holding a bottle up high screams leaving herself breathless and I - - -
"Ah!" I almost screamed drawing circles at the right side of my head. Frustrating drunkards screaming and loud party music welcomed me, actually startled me because everybody knows that none of those two are welcoming.
I took a glance at my surroundings. The place was technically dark, just lit up with a few party lights in screaming colors. Red. Pink. Blue. Green. Violet and back to red. I found myself sitting in a booth at the furthest corner of the – wait ...
"Am I in a club?!" I asked myself, knowing that nobody will answer me because they're obviously busy making out or drinking, I just let an exasperated sigh. After that I heard a man, in such a sweet voice chuckling not from a distance.
"Oh, yes you are," He answered nearing my booth and sat opposite of me. Resting his arms on the table, painting on dreamy eyes and little smile.
"You see that?" He said pointing on a little sign.
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Lighting that part of the wall in blinding sea green and a pinch of violet, which always made me think of lust. Written in neon pink is "Ciprean Dreams". . It was neatly arranged in a straight line. The letter "D" missing out. Simple sign though.
I just stared at it for a few seconds along with the people almost covering it and back to the stranger who recently approached me. By the way, I'm still human that got crazy guts and I do think that something's up with this guy. That is exactly why I was pretty silent after my complaint.
