DRUNKEN DJ HAVOC

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"OK BITCHES R U READY FOR SOME FUN?!" The entire croud hollered back yes! echoing along the forefront of the club. "I CAN'T HEAR YOU" The announcer jeered throught the mike.
"YES!"

Screams and shouts of  pleases and cummons seem to appeal as the announcers grin doubled in size due to her satisfaction.

I just want the noises to die down. Every one of their voices jab at me from the inside while my nausea reprimands that the world start spinning. Its been a whole week since the party and i haven't made contact with Lev since. I'm too scared off what might happen again.

Though his warm words of comfort seem to send chills  down my spine, i cant deny it, he's a good person. Yet i cant stop thinking about him.

He was even  able to prevent mt incident from the newspapers. The boys that tried hogging me ended up being the sons of a multimillionaires broadcasting company who in fact, is currently in the middle of a deal with lev's fathers own company,  An opposing force might i add. So although i do have my misgivings about him... i...i-

"WELCOME TO THE CLUB THE ONE-THE ONLY MUZIC MASHER!!!"

Thats my que.
I leap onto the stage dressed up in a scsmpy red lace outfit with ruby heels and owl's mask sparkling with fake rose quartz and cerise red lipstick.
"WHO AM I ?" i yelled
"MUSIC MASHER!" The croud chanted
"I SAID WHO. AM. I?!" I Screamed,my lungs on fire.
"MUSIC MASHER!!" they excitedly recited.
I smirked propping up the Dj booth lights exploding from buttons the spealers vibrating with a gradual escapade of beats flyin through.
"Alright bitches, time to lay down a chilled jam...NOT!"
The sound waves knocked  equipment to the ground as the crowd began to scream, my newest  Trap remix unloaded it's beat to the club, lime green disco lights blinding me.

Neon lightsticks thrown to me! I smile contently. I don't care. As the party died down i felt more and more sick. Just one more song. I pup up the beats while the crowd arises back from their sullen graveyard.
" This is to all you old fans of LOPEZ"
Everyone shouts and hollers as the music travels around the room
"Don't be fooled by the rocks that i got, i'm still i'm still Jennie from the block, used to have a little now i have a lot- "

i wave at the audience as they ush to high five me from the tip of the stage, i grin as i sign autographs for people 20 to 30 years older than me. "My daughter is gonna be ecstatic, thank you!" A woman screamed to me as i handed her back her parchment.

Two beautiful eyes sparkling green look at me from the croud.
"Wanna highfive?" I flirtatiously giggled at the boy. Until i recognized who it was.And those eyes didn't smile back.
I must of drunk too much tequila. I slowly stagger off stage pushing past other artists waiting for their time. I saw him. Why is Lev here???
I cant do this anymore-

T H U D!

someones carrying me.
I'm too weak to move.

Why do i always screw up

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