The Night
It all started with some jello, ice cream, cookies, and quite a few popscicles. Freakee, Cookie, Wolfgal, and Heatha all went to Freakee's favorite bar, The Hide Away. They were all having a hella good time, too! Heatha and Mika were doing jello shots and dancing on tables. Cookie and Evra were playing quarters and singing karaoke. Wolfgal and Larten were playing beer pong-and winning-and Freakee and Vancha were doing Vodka shots and making out in a corner. Yep! This night was going great!
Freakee gave her favorite dj a song request and Save A Horse Ride A Cowboy started blaring out of the speakers. Everyone in the bar yelled "yee-haw!" and found a cowboy, to, uh, ride! Wolfgal and Freakee grabbed some random guys' hats and started teaching the bars inhabitants a new sexy line dance. It happened to be really hard, but they were too intoxicated to notice that they were horrible dancers! Everyone was yelling, singing, dancing, laughing and just have a good old time.
After the dance was over, Cookie and Evra were getting tired, so they suggested that we all go to Wolfgal's place to crash before they passed out on a sidewalk near McDonalds somewhere.
"Dude, I am so freaking tired... Carry me Vancha, dear?" Freakee slurred crazily but Vancha understood her.
"Forget it! I am WAY to wasted to carry anybody anywhere! I might drop you, run into something, or get run over in the street. Which would not be pleasant for ANYBODY to watch." Everyone giggled because his words just sounded like "Asdhflksdn dsklfgkdj dsihflksdhf I aufisuhfd isufh s." They called for a taxi, but no one came, so the dj offered to drive them to Candra's house. He was the only one sober, after all.
"I don't want you getting hurt," he said. "Especially YOU, Freakee." Vancha puffed up all defensive-like and gave him an evil glare. Freakee just smiled and patted the dj's hand. She held onto Vancha's, which melted his jealousy a little. They got into the dj's big van. It smelled like cigarettes and Playboy Bunny cologne(which smells reallygood, future viewers). The ride to Wolfgal's was really quiet. So, quiet, that Evra had to shake Cookie to see if she was still awake.
*A short while later*
Everyone piled out and stumbled up Wolfgal's driveway. They got to the door and realized they didn't have a key.
"I may be drunk-ish, but I still know hot to pick a lock," said Mika. He and Heatha had been awfully quiet this evening. Mika stuck his vampire sharp and tough pinky nail into Wolfgal's lock and click they were in! They all stood in the living room, awkwardly quiet.
"Nice place," said Vancha. And that was the last words they heard throughout the night... they all dispersed to different rooms to do the... unmentionable.
To be continued in chapter two: Destiny...