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through the mirror and whistled, “Look at
you miss thing; every guy at the club is going to want to tap that hot ass,”
she smiled as she lightly smacked it.
    I
rolled my eyes. Peyton is one of those people who does not have a filter; she
says what’s on her mind, at that moment and never gives it a second thought.
Her mouth spits before her brain thinks.
    I
smiled as I hugged her, “Thank you; it’s perfect.”
    “Awe,
it’s nice to see you smile again Elle,” she continued straightening her hair.
    I
asked Peyton about Caleb, and she said he was a friend of a friend, and they
went out a couple of times. I found it odd since this is the first time I’m
hearing his name. She said she started seeing him right when Kyle left me. She
didn’t think it was appropriate to talk about her dating life so soon. To be
honest, I was touched by her thoughtfulness not to mention it, but at the same
time I was pissed she didn’t.
    I
looked at myself in the mirror one last time before going out. I decided to
throw some soft curls into my blonde hair that I already straightened and rubbed
off some of the eye shadow Peyton painted on me. I was starting to feel glad I
decided to go tonight; I needed some fun.
    Caleb
came to the door and whistled at the both of us as Peyton opened it. He gently
kissed her on the cheek and walked over to me holding out his hand.
    “I’m
Caleb, nice to meet you.”
    I
shook his hand and told him the same. His grip was firm, and from what I could
tell so was his body. He wore his short brown hair messy but in an attractive
way and his black eyes were piercing. I could see why Peyton was attracted to
him. The three of us slid into the cab that was waiting for us outside. Peyton
had her arm around Caleb’s as they nuzzled each other. Suddenly, I felt like a
third wheel.
    “So,
what club are we going to?” I asked. Caleb broke his gaze from Peyton and
looked over at me.
    “I
thought we’d go to Club S.”
    I
frowned trying to think of how I knew that club, and then it hit me, my friend
from the soup kitchen, Frankie is a bouncer there. I gasped.
    “Isn’t
that a sex club?”
    Peyton
looked at me and smiled, “Elle it’s a normal club; it just so happens that some
people go there to find others to have sex with.” She said it so casually as if
it was no big deal. I rolled my eyes and sighed.
    “Correct
me if I’m wrong, but doesn’t the S stand for sex, as in Club Sex?” Peyton and
Caleb both smiled at me. “Great, now I’ll have to be on the defense all night.”
    “Live
a little Elle,” she laughed.
    I
crossed my arms and looked out the window as they started making out. I was not
about to live a little by having a one night stand with some random guy; that
wasn’t me. I only had sex with one guy in my life, and that was Kyle.

Chapter 4
     
    The
cab dropped us off in front of the club, and I was astounded by the line of people
who wrapped around the building for at least 2 blocks. I smiled, for I knew
there was no way we were getting in tonight, which was OK with me. I preferred
to go out for a quiet dinner.
    Caleb
slumped his shoulders, “Fuck, look at that line; we should have gotten here
earlier.”
    As
the crowds of people in line were patiently waiting to be let in, and I was
wishing to get the hell out of there, I heard someone yelling my name. My eyes
grew wide as I cautiously turned my head.
    “Elle,
is that you? Hey Elle, over here.”
    I
looked over in the direction where the voice was coming from, and it was
Frankie waving his hand and motioning for me to come over. The three of us
walked to the entrance and stood in front of the large, burly man named Frankie
Lasher. His 6’4” wrestler body was enough to intimidate anyone. I could see why
the club hired him as a bouncer. He put his arms around me and gave me a
squeeze.
    “Good
to see ya Elle; you guys clubbing here tonight?”
    I
pulled from his embrace, “We were going to, but wow, look at that line, I don’t
think