Jake is leaning against his car and Ashley is leaning against him. I roll my eyes as soon as I see them.
As I approach the car, Jake pushes Ashley away and stares at me.
"Clem, you look amazing." She crosses her arms and smiles.
"Yea? I thought maybe I should dress appropriate tonight. You know since we're going to club and all." I give Jake a dirty look. Asshole.
We all hop in the car and he stares at me in the mirror. I squirm uncomfortably in my seat. How can Ashley not see what he's doing?
The drive to Santa Monica took forever. We pull up to a black building with colorful spotlights shining all over it. There's a line of people waiting at the door.
"How are we going to get in? That's a lot of people." I look out the window and Ashley laughs.
"Jake knows a guy." She smiles and jumps out of the car. "Let's go." She shuts the door and I open mine. I step out and Jake has his hand out to help me.
"No thanks, I've got it." I shut the door and he lets out a chuckle as I walk past him. He puts his arm around Ashley, and we walk towards the entrance.
"Hey man, what's up?" Jake shakes the bouncer's hand at the entrance and whispers something in his ear. The bouncer nods his head and opens the red rope to let us in. I look down at all the people waiting in line giving us dirty looks.
"Clem, come on!" Ashley yells and I follow behind them.
The club is filled with people. When we walk in, a long glass bar sits to our right, a small roped off section with couches on our left, and a dance floor full of people is in front of us.
"You want a drink?" Jake leans down and asks Ashley. She nods her head. "What about princess over there?" He nods towards my way and I give him a dirty look. Ashley tells him what I usually have. She walks over to me as he walks towards the bar.
"Isn't he hot?" She bounces up and down like a schoolgirl having a crush.
"Ash, I don't really..." She cuts me off.
"Oh, there's his friends. Let's go." She grabs my arm and I follow her as we weave in and out of the crowd. A tall bouncer wearing black, looks at us then back at the man on the couch. The man sitting on the red couch has two women on both sides. He's dressed in a black suit with a white dress shirt. He turns his neck and a black tattoo of a snake head appears. Wait, is that the same as Damon's?
"Hi everyone, this is Clem! Clem, this is Bianca, Derek..." I look around at all of Jake's friends who were dressed just like Ashley and me, unfortunately. She's rambling off all their names, but I didn't care to listen. This is not my type of crowd, so I don't foresee me coming here again.
Suddenly, I feel like someone is watching me. When I turn my head, I see a man with destroyed jeans, black t-shirt, and motorcycle boots leaning against a black pillar. He's holding a beer bottle in one hand and his other hand is in the pocket of his jeans.
"Oh, and that's Damon," I hear Ashley say his name and I can't seem to move. He's staring at me intensely. She grabs my arm pulling me out of my daze and sits me on the couch between her and a guy dressed like Damon, who smells like cigarette smoke and liquor.
"Hello, beautiful, Clem is it?" He puts his arm around my shoulder, and I move closer to Ashley. Jake appears with our drinks and I quickly reach my hand out to take it. He sits next to Ashley and she puts her legs over his. Pete's right, does she really not know what she looks like when she acts and dresses this way?
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