When we got back to the hotel room I decided to shower.
I went into the bathroom and did my normal routine before I got in the shower. I don't know why but sine I was like 13 I've always washed my face before I took a shower.
I stripped of my clothes and got in.
The water was perfect.
I showered quickly because me and Emma we going out.
We are 18 and we heard about this amazing night club. For 18 and older.
I decided to doll up.
I got out of the shower and put some leggings and a T-shirt on just so I could get ready.
A while back I made a commitment to perfect the smokey eye.
I got out my make up box and started.
I started with my face. I put on my foundation, then concealer, and finally my pressed powder.
Next I took my brow make up and defined my brows.
Lastly I did my eyes and lips. I did my smokey eye which was not to light or dark. Then I grabbed my gel liner and did my usually winged liner. And curled and put mascara on my lashes.
And I used a fuchsia colored lip gloss and stick duo.
Next was my hair.
I plugged in my insta heat wand.
I did very loose beach waves that looked very nice.
I had a middle part so I pinned both sides back.
Finally I put on my black 'party' dress and some amazing and expensive black heels.
I walked out of the bathroom and Emma was stunning. She already called a cab-since we still didn't have a car- "let's go Hun"
The ride was short we paid the cab driver and went inside.
It was so pumped.
We got a table and ordered some food and decided to go dance.
"My Anaconda Don't"
"My Anaconda Don't "
"My Anaconda Don't Want None Unless You Got Buns Hun"
Our food shortly arrived.
"I love doing things like this," I told Emma.
"Me too babe we can be free just like women"
I laughed we finished up and and danced a lot more.
Emma found someone to dance with and I sat on her phi e since I left Matt's in the room.
I felt a tap on the shoulder.
I turned and it was a guy with a bandana on.
"Would you like to dance," he asked with a southern accent."
"Sure"
"So were you from.?"
"California," I said over the loud music.
"I'm Chelsea and your are?"
"Caniff...Taylor Caniff," he paused. "If you didn't know I rap and I'm apart of Magcon tour and I'm a Viner."
"Oh ya. I've heard of you. But sorry I'm kinda in Matt's lane."
"Oh that kid is the homie"
We kept laughing and dancing until I felt me feet were about to fall off.
"Hey I better get going before I have no feet."
He laughed and and we said goodnight.
"Hey what's you're phone number."
I gave him my actual phone number because I knew Matt would recognize it.
The game I was playing hasn't even begun yet.

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The Cell Phone Swap *A Matthew Espinosa FanFic*
FanfictionChelsea is your typical California teenager. After she graduates her and her bestfriend, Emma, planned to go explore Florida. Everything is fun and games until her phone gets swapped with some one she met on the plane. Her journey to get her phone b...