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Hey guys, Jiade-103 here. First off I got to thank all of you readers and reviewers for sticking with me. I know I wrote a lot last night. . And I know they're all one-shots, very unlike me. But they are the easiest to write right now. This one will not be a one shot but I'm a TERRIBLE updater, so… hound me as much as possible please . I'll be writing one-shots in between as to help re-populate DL again. Hopefully it'll catch and there will be some really great ones up soon. . Love you all! Long live DL!

Chapter One: You're not up.

Dana walked into the club with a confident smile on. This was the newest, hottest club in L.A. she'd always wanted to come here but never had the chance, or the I.D. now she was 19 old enough to get in and she wasn't wasting a single second. She made her way through to the dance floor and started to wind it up. She didn't care that she went alone and didn't have anyone to dance with, people in the club didn't seem to care who they were dancing with. Her smile widened. Totally awesome.

She felt a hand wrap around her waist and at first she didn't mind, hey… it was just a hand. But then that 'just a hand' started to make it's way down her jeaned thigh and the other hand was caressing her mid drift.

"Hey," she said, "Stop." The hands kept going. She turned around to look at the person and gasped. But even though her eyes focused on the person his hands didn't stop and she found herself telling him that if he didn't stop then she was going to punch him. He didn't stop.

"This is what you wanted isn't it?" He whispered, "that's why you came here after all. Everyone knows this is my favorite spot."

"Look jackass, I came here because I wanted to check the place out, if I had known an asshole like you would be here I would have chosen a different club."

His hands kept roaming none the less. She felt her arm pull back and felt it collide with his cheek. She felt his hands retract and watched as he fell to the floor in a heap. She pulled her black one sleeve shirt back down and glared at him.

He looked up at her as if she was an alien, and even though he was intoxicated he managed to not slur his words.

"Well aren't you going to help me up?" He asked. She scoffed at him as multiple girls crowded around him in a heap asking if he was okay and if he needed help getting up, or anything at all.

"Well I would, but these girls seem to have you covered." Dana smirked, walking away. The guy stood up cussing out the girls trying desperately to help him. (even though he really did need it).

"Alright, I'm up. You going to knock me back down?" He asked. He stared right at her. Dana flipped her hair and smiled in amusement at him.

"Honey, just because you're standing doesn't mean you're up." She replied and without another glance she walked out of the club.

-DL-

"I'm telling you man, she hit me for no reason at all." Logan said to his best friend in the industry.

"I doubt that man," Jason said, "She obviously hit you for a good reason, other wise she wouldn't have hit you."

"I'm telling you! She just up and hit me." He complained, "Plus when I asked her if she was going to knock me down again… you know what she said to me?"

Jason rolled his eyes, "you already told me, like a million times."

"She said 'honey, just because your standing doesn't mean you're up.'! Seriously! What a tramp." Logan said in aggravation. He looked up from under his hat and shades to see a beautifully tanned body emerging from the ocean in a black one piece bathing suit that had both sides cut out and showed her beautiful curves, but hid her belly button. His eyes widened under the sunglasses.

"Oh. My. God! That's her!" He pointed her out to his friend. Jason pulled down his shades in wonderment.

"She's a babe!" He said excitedly, "she can punch me anytime she wants, just as long as she's touching me."

"Earth to Jason, she humiliated your best friend." Logan waved his hand in front of the blonde haired boy beside him, and got… nothing. He watched in bewilderment as Jason got up and started walking towards the brown haired babe.

"Traitor." He mumbled under his breath.

-DL-

"Excuse me." Jason called out to the girl. She turned around and looked at him, and smiled.

"Yes?" She asked while slipping on a pair of daisy dukes.

"Hi." He said lamely. She laughed.

"Hi." She replied, still smiling.

"You punched my friend in the club last night." He blurted, her face fell instantly.

"He's such a dog." She said finally, "I told him to take his hands off of me, and he didn't. I warned him…"

"Looks like he missed out on a few key points." He said.

"Let me guess, he told you that I hit him for no reason at all." She guessed.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" He laughed. Dana looked towards the spot where she knew the club fiend would be sitting, she saw him staring at her. She looked sadly at Jason.

"I used to know him." She replied. "a long time ago."

-J103-

Hello again, well I'll be putting a one-shot up again soon. This is chapter one of a new story. Sorry all my usual readers… I'm a terrible updater.. uhg. Lol. Bug me lots! Don't forget! Lots and Lots!

Enjoy! . Long Live DL! Join the fight!