Dear diary,
                
          First of all, I hate nightclubs, period. Yeah yeah, the one eye raised kinda look, I know about that. But before y'all go judging me just hear me out.

My morning routine today was just like the others; Shoot the alarm across the room to make it stop blabbing ( good thing I never set alarms in my phone ;)  ) ,
Do some morning stretches, take a shower, skip breakfast( honestly, I don't know why I do that   ), and take a nice walk to the bus station from where I head on to school.

I knew I was in trouble when I saw no sign of Gabbie all day long. Damn that girl's surely planning to ruin my life tonight   I thought.

Ohh how right I was.

After almost eight hours of non stop intellectual blabbing from teachers, I finally got some liberty from this obligatory hell I call school. Damn don't teachers find it boring to say the same things over and over again???

I got home to so many texts from Gabbie that I started wondering if she used an automating app to send them.

*Hey Amy you back from school? *

*You're still going to that party right? *

*Ya know NO don't exist in my vocabulary right? ❤*

*Damn girl it's already closing time wth are you?! *

*Oh wait you didn't take your phone to school?! *

*AAAAMMMMYY?!!!! *

And I ain't even gone through half yet.

Chuckling to my self, I took a quick shower and jogged over to my friend's house.
Seems she already went shopping and really, I started regreting my descison as soon as I saw the dress she got me.
It was a red Givenchy glistene with intricate designs around the neck and waist.
It was soooo short (actually just above my knees, but duh, that's short for meee), and sleeveless; accompanied by a nice  little Petit coat. Such dressing, with  a Gothic themed makeup and Spring sneakers looked good on me, I'll admit. But it doesn't mean I loved it. It somehow clinged on all the right places (*coughs* wrong places) and revealed what boys would call the beauty of a woman in me.

After what seems like a millennium, Gabbie was ready to go out too.
She wore a jean mini skirt and a crop top, with what I'd call a 3 inch Prada high heels, accompanied with some serious makeup (I wonder if she spends her time on YouTube watching DIYs on makeup?)

We left her house at around 9pm. I had already phoned home, telling Lucy that I'll be sleeping over at a friends place.
The name of the club was Kitty Paradise. Yep, you heard me right.
I almost burst out laughing too until I got inside. Damn!
Mini introverts like me don't feel safe around this amount of young hormone driven teens!
"Girl I don't know how you managed to bring me here but, I ain't comfy in here I tell ya" I told Gabbie who just laughed right back at my comment. I wish I could smack that laugh off your face you little demon!   I thought while she walked over to the bar to get us some drinks.

"What's this? " I asked Gabbie while looking at the brown liquid waltzing in the glass in front of me.
"What does it look like? " She replied as though she didn't know I don't drink alcohol.
"I've told you I don't drink this cr-"
"Hey Gabbie! " I was cut short by some annoying male voice behind us. I could've just smacked his face off until I actually saw the face.

So here we are daisies!
No cliffhanger intended but sometimes anxiety is good right???
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