This is the second part of my story.
I didn't write an outline like I should have so this story is kind of
all over the place.
Please let me know what I could do to improve it?:)
Please && thank you!<3
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I hadn't asked my mom to go to Cloud Nine, since I knew she would refuse to let me go to a rave that was located in a warehouse in a desolate area. What parent would want their kid going there? It was an all ages club, and it was barely opening but still it wasn't a place many kids were found. I was hesitant on going but finally relented and decided to go along. I waited until my parents were asleep to leave. I found myself wearing shorts with fish nets, and a bright t-shirt cut up to come off the shoulder. Oh yeah, this screams hooker, which is perfect for the rave.
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Once we crossed the entry way, we were immediately surrounded with bodies swaying to "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails. It was pretty intense. In the back they had a bar but only served water since this was an all age club and they weren't willing to get closed up again. Overhead was a continuing flash of neon colors and everywhere people had glowing sticks and glow in the dark clothes. It was a bit warm in there but no one seemed to mind since everyone pressed against each other, dripping with sweat.
While I following the lead of others and doing the same moves as everyone else, I tried to take in everything I saw. I knew raves were crazy and wild but this was beyond that. Girls were wearing clothes that would shock even Lady Gaga and the boys desperately needed to put their shirts on. Seriously. I looked like I was dressed as a Nun compared to everyone else.
It was insane how many times I was groped in the dark and every time I turned to see the perpetrator, I wouldn't know if it was the guy with make-up or the girl wearing bunny ears. It was violating but it's not like i could leave and drive home since that would be difficult with no car or license. I struggled to ignore the touchy hands but finally resolved to elbowing anyone around me to make sure they kept some distance.
It grew unbelievably stuffy, I couldn't even catch my breath and as much as I wanted to walk outside for some air there were a few things stopping me, one: it would be a bitch to get back in, and secondly, it's dark outside, we're located in a warehouse nowhere near homes, there's strangers everywhere and I really don't have a death wish. But I had to pee like a race horse. Damn.
Usually, I would be hesitant to ask anyone, even my friends, for favors or bother them, but this was necessary. I took hold of the arm of one of my friends, Nick, and asked him to walk me to the restroom. His eyes were unfocused but he shook himself and nodded to walk me to the restroom. I smiled my appreciation and we pushed and shoved towards the side. My eyes will forever be scarred from the things I saw the guys doing with girls, the girls doing with other girls, and the guys with other guys. I had just witnessed live porn. These people all need Jesus in their hearts.
As we reached the restroom, I was half surprised to see a long waiting line. Just my luck. I didn't want Nick to have to wait in this line because of me, so I told him it was alright, that I'd wait by myself. He gave me a skeptical look and laughed "No way Ess." He wouldn't walk back to our original spot without me. We both knew the girls would give him the third degree if he left me. I tried to convince him I'd be alright waiting by myself, but I knew he wasn't going to change his mind. I smiled inwardly. He wasn't staying because he had any romantic feelings for me, he was just a nice genuinely nice guy and my friend. That was enough for me. Plus I wasn't too keen on having to shove my way through the crowd by myself, I'd probably never find my way back.
