Athasagoraphobia

Chapter Five

Life of The Party

After Blake left to go home, I took the rest of the day to sort through my belongings and putting them away. I had about 24 hours until I start my new job for the first time, so I started with my equipment just to make sure that everything was ready. 

I still haven't even got my bedroom put together, so it looks like I will be sleeping on a mattress with out its frame. I went to bed early that night, early then I usually do which would be around 4. 

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When morning came along or to be exact when noon rolled around, that is when I woke up. I went with my daily route and ended up by the kitchen counter top making myself a hot cup of tea. 

Knock Knock Knock!  My tea time is soon interrupted by banging on my door. "Open the door Max, I know your in there." Blake's voice boom all the way from the front door to my kitchen. I couldn't help but smile as I walked to the front door. Blake was starting to wear off on me now.

"Well hello to you too." I greeted him as I opened the door. He had two cups of coffee in his hands, the smell flooded my nose. "Hey girl hey!" He shouts as he walks past me and into the kitchen. "I brought coffee to start our day!" He stated once we got to the kitchen. I gladly took the cup out of his hand.

"You ready for tonight?" He asked taking the lid off his cup, letting steam raise in the air. "Sure am. I'm ready to do what I love to do." I stated before taking a sip of the burning hot coffee. Blake nodded his head in agreement before everything went to a comfortable silence.

I noticed that Blake was looking at me intensely as if he was studying me. "Why are you staring at me like that?" I asked raising an eyebrow. "You know you are a beautiful women." Blake stated, making me extremely uncomfortable as I shift in my spot.

"You got to have someone special in your life?" He asked a second later, noticing my uncomfortableness. I sighed softly as I look down at my bare feet. "Nope, no one special in my life, never have been." I stated earning a gasp from you.

"Maybe I can hook you up? I know a lot of handsome men wanting to mingle." Blake stated with a wink. I laughed and shook my head. "No thanks, I didn't have much luck in the department with boys. I'd rather not worry about men any time soon." I declared sadly, remembering my past relationship.

"Well if I new peoples type, I'd bet yours would be some tall, dark and brooding man. A man that would do everything in his power to protect you. A man that's so big and strong, who would make love to you. Or would you rather have your brains fuc-" 

"Blake!" I shouted, cutting his sentence short. I couldn't help but laugh at his silly none sense. "How nice that sounds, I don't think a man like that would even exist." I declared still laughing a bit. "Well I actually might know someone." Blake stated with a smirk. 

"And that is?" I asked tilting my head to the side. "Michael Myers!" Blake suggested with a glint in his eyes. My own eyes widen as my mouth dropped open. "What?" I asked in shock. Blake started laughing as he shook his head.

"I'm just pulling your leg. I mean Michael has all of those traits except for the whole killing thing. He'd probably kill you in a spilt second." He laughed, causing me to laugh too. I was glad he wasn't being serious about that.

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Blake and I spent the whole day together, he actually helped me finish my house by cleaning and putting things away. I tried to stop him but he insisted. By the time we ate dinner and finished my house, it was time to go to the night club. 

We were standing outside of it for the owner to let us in. Blake had went home to chain his clothes, he was wearing much fancier ones that fit him well. I decided to wear my military green suit, which consists of the sport bra, a jacket and loose fitting pants. 

One thing for sure is, you want to dress light and limited amount of clothing that wouldn't make you look like a slut. It gets hot in clubs, they barely use their A/C and with so many bodies moving around, a place sure does get hot. I've seen plenty of men leaving a club as their clothes are drenched in sweat. 

"Welcome, come in and set up." The owner states once the door is open. Blake and I come inside and Blake dragged me over to the DJ stand. "Get your shit ready girl and come do a shot with me!" Blake yelled happily, causing me to smile a bit. 

"Sorry Blake, I don't drink." I stated as I climbed up the couple steps to the platform. Blake gave a look but didn't say anything else on the matter. "If you don't drink, I wont either. We got to stick together!" He exclaimed with a small smile. 

While Blake went to go look around the empty club, I spent the next 20 minutes getting everything ready. "Are you finished?" Blake asked walking up next to me. "Yep!" I smiled in happiness as I stared at my work. "Lets get this party started!" Blake yelled as he throw his hands up in the air.