It's after midnight and the party has died down. I figure Dinah is right and I shouldn't catch a cab this late at night. Demi went home, after an angry call from her father about missing curfew. There's a part of me that wished Derrick would care that I was out all night.
I call Taylor and he tells me someone named Sammy will be picking me up.
Who the hell is Sammy?
A black Audi pulls up the curb, seconds after I got off the phone with Taylor. A tall, attractive looking guy, with blonde hair and bright green eyes greets me.
"Miss Hamilton?"
"Yes?"
"I'm Sammy . I will be taking you back to Ms.Hansen."
"You got here really fast...."
"I was on standby ma'am."
"Ok, none of the ma'am or Miss Hamilton crap. I'm 16 for Pete's sake. Call me Mani."
I'm kind of surprised there's no surprise on his face when I tell him my age. I guess he was already informed. And if he was, what's with the ma'am crap? He's old enough to be .... Well maybe old enough to be my older brother.
I get in the car and Sammy drives me back to Escala. I enter the code and the elevator takes me to the 30th floor of Dinah's penthouse.
When I enter the place is quiet. I wonder to the bedroom and she's not there. I call her name but there isn't any answer.
Taking out my phone I text her asking if she was still out.
I wait a while and there's no reply. I shrug it off and get dressed for bed. I'm exhausted.
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Dinah:
I'm sitting at the table at the Ziggs Club. Why on earth Lauren wanted to come here I have no idea. I'm nursing my Hendrick's as Lauren hits up two ladies at the bar. And I have a terrible feeling one of them might be for me.
Lauren walks back over with both girls on her arm.
"Ladies I want you to meet my little sis, Dinah. Dinah, this Amber." She points to the bubbly blonde on her left. "And Bella ." She gestures to the brunette on her right.
I nod my hello's and down the rest of my drink. I have a feeling I'm going to need it.
"So, what do you do Dinah ." Bella asks me. She tries to touch me and I back away.
"I do many different things." If she doesn't know who I am, no way I'm going to tell her.
"Like what?" She pushes.
"Stuff." Is all I say.
"Not very talkative are you?"
I shrug. "I'm going to get myself another drink." I tell them, but Lauren and the blonde ignore me.
