You(girlxgirl)

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VAN' S P.o.V.

" Party! Party! " - I shouted in the air as I raised my both hands, whirled my hips, and swayed my head at the similar time. My eyes 're close as I felt every beat of the music and I gone wild. I'm having too much FUN right now.

I'm with this girl named Trish here in the dancefloor. Our bodies are close to each other, her hands 're in my hips while her face 's burried in my neck kissing me there. I run my fingers through her hair and then I held her face towards mine. As I stare at her, she's biting her lower lip. It's looks like that's the cue of inviting me to kiss her. Such a tease! I watch her first of what next step she'll be doing to me. Her face gets near mine and she licked my lower lip, after she did that. She smiles broadly and I do the same. I want to taste her lips and I kisses her torridly and she's kissing me back. I don't care if people 're staring at us, besides we own this place.

Right now I'm in our own bar in Brazil. Our food here is good, great topnotch music, and always full, well open bar. Our bar's goal is to make everyone happy.

Upon we're kissing, Heather's face flashes on my mind, I stop the kiss and faces Trish.

" What's wrong babe? " - she questions me.

" Oh nothin, Will you excuse me for a while Trish? I'll just going to get a drink, okay? " - I said and she nodded. I turn away and I left her there. I start walking away from there.

I'm having fun but whatta, .... someones bothering my mind. By the way, I'm with my friends, my co models. After the photoshoot, we have headed here. I left Philippines because my modeling company had called me, you know modeling duties. But sooner or later, I'll be back in the country again. I just can't never forget that Heather hates me. She's only the one who'd resisted me. Why? Simply because she doesn't like me and she likes my brother Brent.

Upon walking....

" Hey sweetie!! " - called of a guy and see who he is it's just Tyron, my co model holding a 2 cglasses of margarita.

SWEETIE - HIN MO MUKHA Mo!

Instead of saying this, I just get the margarita from him.

" Thanks! " - Me and straightly drink it. My throat was very dry from too much dancing and flirting there.

" Easy sweetie, savor it. Just nip it, okay? " - The asshole said it to me.

" Whatever. " - I said, rolling my eyes, how dare him to order me?! Is he my Dad? Ugh, no he's not!

Newsflash! Asshole Tyron checking me out from my toe and stock his eyes on my breast he's like a dog drooling while looking my sexy body. I often get pissed of when he keeps on bugging me like this even we're having photoshoot. He keeps on staring me and bugging me all around, around like there's no tomorrow. Like hello, I know I have the charm but with him? He's too much, it's like obsess to me. I really not get into him, because I don't really like his aura. To get rid of him, I excuse myself going to the washroom. I really don't feel comfortable with him.

So here am I in the washroom and I feel that my phone's vibrating. Uhh, PhoneCalls? SmS?

I look at it and the caller I. D is Brent. What does he want, anyway? I answer it.

Me: What do you want?

Brent: ¡ Que estas haciendo en este momento, hermana? Are you done your job there?

( Translation: What are you doin at this moment? )

Me: I'm here in our bar right now, having F-U-N! Yeah. ¿ Que pasa?