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Diana was a slut, and she wasn't afraid to admit that fact. The term slut was coined for her after she started going under numerous amounts of boys. The reason behind her change of personality was simple; she was publicly rejected...
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For twenty-one-year-olds, Saturday nights were simple: it was a night for drinking and going out with friends. Diana was sitting at a small round table in one of the many nightclubs with three of her closest friends. First was Hannah, a red-haired, green-eyed waitress who dreamed of being on Broadway. She had starred in the chorus of several small productions, but she had yet to have her big break. She was pretty timid, and therefore her dreams seem a little unrealistic to all those who had never heard her sing.
Next, Cara; attended NYU along with Diana, who were two very different people. Cara was the type of girl only at college so she could meet a guy to marry and settle down with. This was because of the idea of a picket fence. This is something she had longed for ever since her father had walked out on her and her mother. Her uncle was a famous property manager worth millions of dollars. He currently resides in Los Angeles with his children and multiple ex-wives. Cara kept a positive relationship with her cousin, Octavia, who was about the same age as her. Still, with the rest of her cousins, she barely spoke.
Lastly, Elsa was the smallest of the four and often felt lost in a place like this. She was the shy one in the small group. She had recently come out. However, she had yet to have an open relationship with a girl. She had secretly dated a girl during high school, but they had broken up because Elsa had refused to come out. It was the right decision for the two of them as you should never be pressured to do something you didn't wish to do. While most people who knew her were aware of her sexuality, she was unwilling to tell the guys that hit on her that she was gay; she felt it was rude and dismissive of them.
Diana was buying the next round of drinks. Naturally, she had always grabbed the attention of a guy. She was throwing back her hair and laughing just a tad too loudly. She had somehow managed to get the guy to buy her a drink and her friends. Diana's friends were used to her behaviour. Most of the time, they didn't mind it because it would be straightforward to spend a lot of money on a night out; when you were with Diana, that number was much smaller. As Diana spent much of her time counting up the receipts of the money she spent each week, this convenient perk took the pressure off her brother's shoulders.
Diana had taken the drinks over to her friends and ditched the guy who had brought them. The four girls cheered to the night and began to take a big gulp of alcohol. The four girls naturally got their phones out and started to snap several photos of one another, making their lives look the happiest they could be.
