𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 ➼𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐄.

04 | dani

jack picked me up in his black mercedes the next day.

claudia left early that morning to go she spend a couple days with finneas. i was alone for most of the day. i texted billie for most of the day.

when jack came to pick me up, billie and another guy were already in the car. his name was que, or at least, that's what he wanted me to call him. i liked que, he was chill. the whole ride, it was just blasting music and yelling the lyrics.

"bil, where the fuck did you find dre? i need more people like her." que asked, ruffling up my curly hair.

"claudia's roommate," she answered. "and you can't have her, she's all mine." the four of us laughed it off.

it felt nice to know that billie had already gotten close enough to make jokes like that with me. only this time, i hoped she wasn't joking.

we got to the place the party was at. it was like a big warehouse with a larger club inside. billie and jack lead the way as we stepped out of the car, que walked beside me. their nerves only started to act up on me now. i started to shake.

just as i expected, it was insane inside. the bright flashing lights, smell of obvious weed, and alcohol was like being hit by a wave. jack practically disappeared into a crowd and que was pulled aside by someone else. i felt alone. billie came beside me.

"don't be nervous," she urged. i felt her fingers intertwine with mine again. "just follow me." billie navigated herself through the crowd. she pulled me through the screaming, probably intoxicated people. we got to some steps that led into a less intense room. i let go of her hand and closed the door behind us.

there was still a lot of people in the room. the smell of drugs and booze was faded, but still there. a loud voice screeched across the room.

"billie!"

i looked to where the voice came from. a long, red-haired girl with a white tank top and balenciaga jeans (and the classic gucci belt) came running at her. ah, the famous danielle.

they hugged tightly before pulling away. danielle looked over at me. she has a sus expression after looking me up and down.

billie looked back at me, too, but smiling. "dani, this is andrea."

dani slowly walked over to me. "so this is your new friend, huh? cool."

i was going to offer her my nickname, but i didn't like her attitude. no, i just didn't like her. she was a notorious bitch, yes, but i wanted to give her a chance. guess twitter's right; she is a bitch.

b-i, t-c, h. and in that order.

i nodded and smiled at her. "hey."

dani glanced at me one more time before grabbing billie by the wrist and pulling her towards another crowd. "ok, billie, cmon. quavo just—"

billie stopped walking. "wait, dude," she made danielle let go. "what about dre? we can just—"

dani pulled her close and whispered something into her ear. billie shook her head and stepped away. "no she's not like that." she said. i could barely hear anything that they said, but i could tell dani was cut off.

she walked toward me and was visibly upset. "dre, i'm so sorry."

"bil, you don't need to be with me. you can go with dani." i offered.

"no, no, shes being bitchy right now." billie shook her head. "cmon, they got some dope fries."