tonight’s going to be a possibility.”
“Nonsense,
you three go in.”
I
gave him a dirty look as he lifted the rope for us. Caleb and Peyton were
ecstatic and beaming from ear to ear. Frankie lightly grabbed my arm as I
walked past him, “If you do not feel comfortable in there or you need me, come
out here and let me know.” I smiled at his generosity and nodded.
We
walked through the small hallway that led into the main entrance of the club.
I’ve been to many clubs, and this is by far is the most crowded I’ve ever seen.
I looked around at the tables that filled the place. A massive bar sat off to
the side with fluorescent lights that hung down from the ceiling. The oversized
dance floor housed large projection screens and displayed a full color laser
show. The walls were suede with soft lights that glowed off them. The music was
blaring as the floor was thumping beneath my feet forcing my body to move with
the beat.
Peyton
pulled me and Caleb to the dance floor where we danced for what seemed like
hours. I needed a drink, so I left them to dance as I made my way to the bar. I
took the only bar stool that was available at the end and ordered a
Cosmopolitan. I was sipping on my drink when I noticed a man and woman arguing
at a table not too far from where I was sitting. She had her shaking finger
pointed at him and then proceeded to poke him in the chest several times. I
couldn’t help but shake my head and laugh. I kept looking over at them to see
if they would kiss and makeup, but noticed he was yelling now. His finger was
pointing at her, and his face looked angered. The tall beautiful woman slapped
him across the face, turned on her heels and scurried off. I stared at him and
took notice at the look on his face which showed no emotion whatsoever. He just
sat there and stared straight ahead.
I
kept looking over in his direction because he was one of the best eye candies
I’ve ever seen. His light brown, almost blonde hair was shorter on the sides as
his longer top had waves to it. I could not help but stare at his prominent
square jaw and chiseled cheek bones. I could not tell the color of his eyes
because he was too far away, and the lighting was inadequate, but I could tell
just by looking, anyone could easily get lost in them.
“Yum
Elle, I see someone has stolen your attention,” Peyton smiled as she looked
over at him. Oh god I did not need her knowing I was checking this guy out
because she would be the first one to run over, tell him, and try to set us up.
“He
only has my attention because he was just bitch slapped by some woman.” She let
out a loud laugh, and that was my cue to change the subject. She dragged me out
to the dance floor where I danced and endlessly fought off horny guys as I kept
getting shuffled in the crowd.
It
started to get extremely hot in the club, and I needed some fresh air. I told
Peyton I’d be back as I headed towards the door. As I stepped outside, I saw
Frankie escorting Mr. Eye Candy out of the club.
“Ok
Mr. Black, you have had way too much to drink tonight, and it’s time for you to
go home.” He was stumbling from side to side and mumbling something.
“Frankie,
what’s going on?” I casually asked.
“Hey
Elle, this gentleman has had too much to drink, and he started causing a scene
when the bartender refused to serve him.”
“What
are you going to do with him?”
“I
just escort them out, what they do after that is not my concern.”
I
looked at him and cocked my head, “He can barely stand, how do you expect him to
get home?” My head was telling me to stop immediately because it knew what I
was about to do, but my heart was telling me to help him. “I’ll make sure he
gets home safe,” I said to Frankie.
“Elle,
that is not a good idea, you don’t know whom you’re dealing with here.”
I
put my hand up, “I know what I’m doing, and he needs help.”
Frankie
shook his head, “You have a good heart Elle, but sometimes I
“Nonsense,
you three go in.”
I
gave him a dirty look as he lifted the rope for us. Caleb and Peyton were
ecstatic and beaming from ear to ear. Frankie lightly grabbed my arm as I
walked past him, “If you do not feel comfortable in there or you need me, come
out here and let me know.” I smiled at his generosity and nodded.
We
walked through the small hallway that led into the main entrance of the club.
I’ve been to many clubs, and this is by far is the most crowded I’ve ever seen.
I looked around at the tables that filled the place. A massive bar sat off to
the side with fluorescent lights that hung down from the ceiling. The oversized
dance floor housed large projection screens and displayed a full color laser
show. The walls were suede with soft lights that glowed off them. The music was
blaring as the floor was thumping beneath my feet forcing my body to move with
the beat.
Peyton
pulled me and Caleb to the dance floor where we danced for what seemed like
hours. I needed a drink, so I left them to dance as I made my way to the bar. I
took the only bar stool that was available at the end and ordered a
Cosmopolitan. I was sipping on my drink when I noticed a man and woman arguing
at a table not too far from where I was sitting. She had her shaking finger
pointed at him and then proceeded to poke him in the chest several times. I
couldn’t help but shake my head and laugh. I kept looking over at them to see
if they would kiss and makeup, but noticed he was yelling now. His finger was
pointing at her, and his face looked angered. The tall beautiful woman slapped
him across the face, turned on her heels and scurried off. I stared at him and
took notice at the look on his face which showed no emotion whatsoever. He just
sat there and stared straight ahead.
I
kept looking over in his direction because he was one of the best eye candies
I’ve ever seen. His light brown, almost blonde hair was shorter on the sides as
his longer top had waves to it. I could not help but stare at his prominent
square jaw and chiseled cheek bones. I could not tell the color of his eyes
because he was too far away, and the lighting was inadequate, but I could tell
just by looking, anyone could easily get lost in them.
“Yum
Elle, I see someone has stolen your attention,” Peyton smiled as she looked
over at him. Oh god I did not need her knowing I was checking this guy out
because she would be the first one to run over, tell him, and try to set us up.
“He
only has my attention because he was just bitch slapped by some woman.” She let
out a loud laugh, and that was my cue to change the subject. She dragged me out
to the dance floor where I danced and endlessly fought off horny guys as I kept
getting shuffled in the crowd.
It
started to get extremely hot in the club, and I needed some fresh air. I told
Peyton I’d be back as I headed towards the door. As I stepped outside, I saw
Frankie escorting Mr. Eye Candy out of the club.
“Ok
Mr. Black, you have had way too much to drink tonight, and it’s time for you to
go home.” He was stumbling from side to side and mumbling something.
“Frankie,
what’s going on?” I casually asked.
“Hey
Elle, this gentleman has had too much to drink, and he started causing a scene
when the bartender refused to serve him.”
“What
are you going to do with him?”
“I
just escort them out, what they do after that is not my concern.”
I
looked at him and cocked my head, “He can barely stand, how do you expect him to
get home?” My head was telling me to stop immediately because it knew what I
was about to do, but my heart was telling me to help him. “I’ll make sure he
gets home safe,” I said to Frankie.
“Elle,
that is not a good idea, you don’t know whom you’re dealing with here.”
I
put my hand up, “I know what I’m doing, and he needs help.”
Frankie
shook his head, “You have a good heart Elle, but sometimes I