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"Ugh, how long is this stupid line going to take," Amber sighed out.

Amber, Shyla, Claire, and I were waiting in this ridiculously long line to get into our favorite club, WestSide, and we were all getting impatient.

I was wearing a black strapless dress with black pumps that Amber had let me borrow. Amber was wearing her favorite pink dress that went down to her knees and her pink heels that she was starting to regret wearing due to the fact that they were giving her feet blisters.

I shook my head than looked at Shyla and Claire. Claire was wearing her purple dress that only had one strap and her 'to die for' favorite black heels. Shyla was wearing her long beautiful shade of green silk dress with her white heels.

Finally the line had started to move forward and I glanced at the time on my phone which read—

10:00 pm

Mike and Jamie will definitely kill me tomorrow. When we were finally in the club we all went straight to the bar. "Do you girls all have your fake ID," Claire whispered to all of us so that we were the only ones who heard her.

I checked my purse and nodded. I always kept my fake ID at Amber's house so that I didn't have to worry about Mike and Jamie finding it and she seemed to understand that I didn't want anyone finding it so she agreed.

"Bartender," Shyla called out waving her hand around trying to get his attention.

Finally the bartender looked around and started walking to us. "Aren't you girls a little young to be drinking?" Shyla shook her head. "Nope," she said while popping the 'p'.

Amber faced palmed herself before pushing Shyla out of the way. "Listen sir, my friends and I are of age. See?" Amber said while moving her ID to the bartender and motioning all of us to do the same.

A few minutes later he nodded and took our order. "Vodka please," I said taking out my wallet getting ready to pay. Shyla nodded as did Claire and Amber. "I think we will have the same." The bartender nodded and went to go get our drinks.

"Hey guys I'm gonna go hit the dance floor, I'll be back so keep an eye out for my drink, okay?" Claire asked while the rest of us giggled.

"That's very like you Claire, to skip out on paying." Amber stated trying hard to suppress a wicked grin.

Claire laughed and walked back over to us and gave us the money. "Here, give this to the bartender and pay for my drink for me."

Claire than walked away disappearing on the dance floor. I shook my head just as the bartender returned with our drinks and all of us payed him the money and sat down on the stools.

"I'm going to take Shyla with me on the dance floor, can you watch our drinks for us Nor?" I nodded to Amber and watched them disappear into the crowd as well.

I drink up the rest of my vodka letting my throat burn with the oncoming beverage. I felt a little light headed but it was natural for me.

"What's a pretty lady like you doing down in a big bad place like this?" I looked to my right to see a boy around my age. I looked him over assessing his features, he had messy brown hair and brown eyes that locked with my green ones.

"I can take care of myself just fine thank you very much," he chuckled and nodded.

"It would appear so. What's your name might I ask?"

I thought for a moment if I should tell him, after all stranger danger as I was told as a young child. "Nora," I replied. "What's your name?"

"Drew but don't I get a last name?" I chuckled to myself before moving myself closer to where we were only mere inches apart and whispering in his ear, "you'll find out soon enough."

Drew smiled as I pulled away, "what do you say we hit this joint?" I looked back at my friends who were dancing together and hanging out with boys. I rolled my eyes and looked back Tag Drew who was still awaiting and answer.

It took me a few minutes before responding, "yes. Let's go." Drew nodded and led me outside to what I assumed to be his motorcycle.

"Hop on."

I looked at the bike than back to him. You can't be serious, I thought. "Hop on. As hop on on that?" I questioned earning me a laugh from Drew. "Don't tell me little ms Nora is scared," he teased which was not to my liking.

I stuck my tongue out at him and looked at the helmet. "Do you at least have an extra one of those," I asked pointing to the helmet. He nodded and got the extra one out handing it to me.

After I put the helmet on I hopped on the motorcycle wrapping my arms around Drew's waist as if I let go I would fall, probably because that's true.

We started speeding toward god knows where before we finally arrived at our destination. Come to think of it, I probably shouldn't have followed a stranger but I was to drunk to care.

"Here we are. This is my house."

I stood gapping at the place he called home. It was big. A mansion even. I finally found my words as though they had slipped away moments ago.

"Here we are," I said my voice barely audible.
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A/N
Hello my lovelies.
So what do you think of Drew? Good or bad? I hope you all like this this book so far and let me know what needs fixing and I'll get around to it.

Until next time.

Love you guysssss :)

-Nikki