Chapter 8

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I was scrolling through tumblr and realized that I had two hours to get ready for the party to celebrate Dasha's and Toby's achievements. I was really excited to go because most of the youtubers that I met at vidcon, which is where fans can meet youtubers, were going to be at the party to celebrate Toby's tv show role. Dasha also invited all the boys from one direction so I could see Liam and Harry…I mean Liam.

I got off the couch in our living room and headed to my closet. I didn't want to pick anything that would standout to much, so I picked out a one sleeved short black dress. I paired it with black wedges and threw it on my bed. I went into my bathroom and turned on the shower to cold. The reason I put it on cold is because right when Toby dropped me off I looked into the mirror and realized my hair was boring. So I left the apartment, found a hairdresser and asked for pink highlights. I do things like this a lot because I get bored of things really quickly, especially my hair. Unfortunately, the hairdresser told me I had to take cold showers if I wanted the pink to stay nice. 

I got out of the shower pretty quickly and wrapped a towel around my hair and another one around my body. I went into my room and put on a bra and underwear. I decided there was enough time to paint my nails, so I picked out a pink colour to match my hair and started to apply it. Suddenly Dasha burst into the apartment, she probably just came from a date with louis. She came into my room with no warning and a smile on her face.

"Louis kissed me!" I guess I was right about the date.

"That's amazing babe! It's about time though right? It was kind of inevitable." I blew on my nails while Dasha danced around my room.

"I know eh? God, now I'm so horny." Oh wow. I started laughing while attempting not to ruin my nails.

"Shouldn't you be getting ready Russian?" Dasha's eyes became wide while she looked at the time. 

"Oh crap ya!"

"I guess you being horny made you lose track of time." Dasha gave me the finger and ran to her room.

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After I got dressed and blow dryed and straightened my hair. I put on some foundation, heavy black eyeliner and lip gloss. I could've put on mascara but my eyelashes are already quite black and long. I walked out into the kitchen to see Dasha already there drinking some water. Dasha turned around and choked on her water.

"Jesus, Emily. Can you warn me when you do these drastic things to your hair? I may die next time." I laughed at her reaction.

"Does it look bad?" I honestly didn't care if she didn't like it but it's nice to have someone's opinion.

"Nah, It's hot!" I pretend to pose like a model and I received a laugh from Dasha. 

"Well you ready to go? Oh and who's not drinking tonight?" Dasha knew the answer but I decided to answer anyways.

"Don't worry, I'll drive tonight." I don't usually drink anyway, Dasha definitely does. I stopped drinking a lot after the first time I got drunk… I don't want to talk about it. 

"Oh, good. This Russian needs to drink!"

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We arrived at the club half an hour late because we're not used to the traffic in L.A. We went to the front of the line and told the bouncer our names. He called somebody else and they lead us to the private room at the back of the club. Dasha left my side and probably went to find Louis and I proceeded to look for anyone I recognized. Suddenly I was hugged from behind and turned around to know exactly who it was.

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