The Misfits

Clara

Black mesh dress with red flowers on it, it had a black under dress too, DMs and a black denim jacket. "You look hot" Dylan smirked as I walked up Isaacs drive. "Thanks" I smiled and kissed him. Kira and Isaac were already there, it was Isaacs truck we were taking but Dylan was driving and we just needed to pick neave and Brad up.

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Neave, kira and I were in the back and Dylan, Isaac and brad were in the front, there was three seats. "You gonna take us round all the cool nightclubs then?" Neave smiled at Dylan in the rear view mirror. "Probably" he sighed. I looked at the fake id Dylan had given me, it looked pretty legit. "Good gear up there too" Brad looked back at us. I frowned at him. "Coke, speed, ket" he nodded and I rolled my eyes. "You don't have to do any of it" neave snickered.
"Well I'm not a fucking smack head like you" I scrunched up my nose and she scoffed. "Well at least I actually join in and don't mope in the corner!"
"I don't want to have a fucking heroin addition by the time I'm eighteen!" I began to raise my voice.
"Well..."
Dylan stopped the car suddenly. "Clara, Brad. Swap" he sighed. Brad groaned about it but swapped with me anyway.
"I thought you were in love with Clara anyway" kira laughed.
"Sexually" neave blurted out. I looked back at them with wide eyes. "So I've got competition with you too!?" Dylan exclaimed. "No! Clara is a little frigid bitch" neave laughed. I reached over the seat and yanked her hair and she slammed her head into Dylan's seat.
"For fuck sake Clara! Swap with isaac" Dylan groaned and Isaac unclipped his seatbelt and we swapped seats.

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We got into Shoreditch at about nine so London nightlife had already begun. We parked up and began walking to the restaurant. Dylan grabbed my hand and linked my fingers. "Don't let go till we get there" he whispered and looked behind us. He seemed, on edge. "Alright" I chuckled.
The resturant was posh. We sat on blue velvet chairs at a marble table, we got served fancy food in those tiny portions. I felt Dylan's leg brush mine under the table and I looked at him and he winked. We were now all in a booth at a dimly lit bar. A guy with jet black hair sat down next to me. "You must be Clara" he smirked and I started sweating. "Yeah"
"Sketch, friend of dildo" he winked at touched my hand. "Yeah I've heard about you" I smiled and he glanced over at kira. "Who's that?"
"Ask her yourself" I sighed and he turned and began talking to Clara. Dylan came back from ordering our drinks and he said hello to sketch and they did some sort of deal I guess, baggies and money were exchanged.
Dylan slid in next to me and put his arm around me. He smelt really good.
"What did you get?" I whispered as sketch and kira went off somewhere.
"Clara you don't have to just cause neave" he looked all serious.
"Just tell me and I'll decide" I shrugged and he sighed. "Speed, coke and ket"
"That's a lot!" I gasped and he nodded.
"They all wanna have a good night" he gestured to brad, neave, Isaac and kira who'd just come back. "Can I try coke?" I whispered, kinda wishing I didn't say it. "Only if you want to. I'll ask you at the time when everyone else is doing it" Dylan whispered.
"Yo dildo there's those strippers from last year!" Sketch exclaimed hitting the table. "I'm not really interested right now mate" Dylan scrunched up his face. "Oh yeah innocent girls" sketch nodded at me. I felt really out of place here, everyone seemed to be used to this. "Shut the fuck up man" Dylan grumbled. "You know what they do in bed" sketch nodded to one of the strippers walking past our table. "I need some air" I mumbled and shoved Dylan out of the way. I jogged out of the bar and threw up. I leaned against the wall until a big burly security guard came over. "Right you've had enough move on!" He bellowed. I didn't know what to do so I just started walking. "Clara!" Dylan shouted and I turned and they were all walking over to me. "You alright?" He whispered and took my hand. "I threw up" I sighed and he looked worried. "Was it that food? I'm sorry"
"No...Well probably I haven't had anything to eat all day" I shrugged.
"Okay hang on" he smiled.
"Guys go wait in Shoreditch park we'll be there in a bit" he looked back at the others. "You gonna show her what to do Dyl?" Sketch smirked at me and I glared at him. "Just go man" Dylan sighed and they all walked off. "Come on!" He pulled my arm and we crossed the road to a Wetherspoons.
"Let's get some real food" he smiled as we walked up the steps.
I got a burger with chips and onion rings and Dylan got steak and chips and onion rings. "I wish it was like this" he smirked sawing into his steak.
"What just us?" I smiled.
"Yeah, hotel, then shopping, then partying" he smiled.
"Well we can always come back" I grinned. "Oh yeah. But not to Shoreditch, this place is a fucking trap" he groaned.

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As we entered the park he pulled me into some disused public toilets, or they looked disused. "Do you still wanna do coke cause I did get something else for you" he smirked.
"I'm not sure" I gulped.
"Don't be shy around me Clara" he laughed and my cheeks started burning. "What else have you got?" I glanced at him and he smiled. "Pills?"
I nodded and he put two in my hand I looked at them then at him. "Oh trust me you want two" he nodded and handed me a bottle of water. He tipped out one of the powders onto his key then snorted it. "What's that?" I asked leaning against the cold wall.
"Ket" he smirked as he put some more on his key. "Oh I've got smoke too" he glanced at me the snorted it. "Okay good" I smiled as he put the key back in his pocket. "Ill get the others to come over here" he smiled pulling out his phone.