*Finally decided to start posting this. It's been sitting here for a few months, and I kinda like what I have down so far. I have seven chapters typed up, and any ideas would be fantastic. My Aunt has my DVDs, so I don't have my source of inspiration.*
Fangtasia; Lux's nightmare come true, She was never the type to spend hours in a short dress and high heels, drinking too much and falling all over herself. Sure, she could handle her alcohol, but booze and heels? It's a recipe for disaster.
Well, she could only avoid her friends invitations for so long; soon it was Friday night and Lux found herself in line with the rest of her University's Girls Track Team. The neon orange skinny jeans she had picked out and her old black hoodie kind of made her look like a walking Halloween decoration, but she didn't care; there was no way she was squeezing herself into the dress her roommate had picked out for her. Besides, she already felt completely out-of-place, she might as well look it too.
"There's no way you're getting in dressed like that, Lux. You should have worn the red dress." Meet Frankie, Lux's roommate and you're basic party girl.
"Maybe that was the point, Frankie; I don't wanna be here, remember?"
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Lux wasn't sure how she managed to make it through the door that night. What she did know was that the bartender made a better Rum Runner then she ever could back in her dorm room.
"What's with the awful 'Junior High Halloween themed dance' decorations going on in this place, anyway?" Maybe black and orange was the right color-combo for this place, after all.
"Frankie, could you tell Lux to stop being such a downer and try to have some fun?" Tessa was the only girl on the team Lux found it impossible to get a long with; there's always one though, isn't there?
"I am having fun. My goal is to drink a few more of these and go home alone." With that said, Lux threw back the rest of her drink and set her eyes on the front door. Something about too many bodies, wearing too many smells, in too small of a space was giving her a headache.
Ten feet away from that safe haven, that beautiful front door, her gate to freedom, Lux was stopped by…cleavage.
It was the woman who was standing next to the bouncer at the door. She was the reason Lux even got to set foot into the building. Well, if anything Lux supposed she could find out exactly why this woman had started such a hardcore argument with the bouncer and insisted she be allowed in. Something about some guy named…Aaron? Derek? It's safe to say Lux has a self-diagnosed case of ADD.
"Alright girl, follow me."
"Excuse me?" Lux furrowed her brows at the brunette, wishing she would have used the buddy system all the kids learn about in elementary school.
"Eric wants to see you, for reasons I'm not exactly sure of."
Pam wasn't sure why her maker was so drawn to this girl. It can't be the scuffed sneakers and ratty sweatshirt. It couldn't be the multiple piercing that adorned her face; those were never his thing. The multiple streaks of color through her hair, and the raccoonesque eyeliner…Eric could be going through a 'scene girl' phase.
"Who?"
Pam rolled her eyes, growing impatient with the human.
"Just follow me, alright?"
Lux was turned off by her attitude, but followed who she learned to be Pam nonetheless.
She was ten feet away from fresh air and freedom; this better be good.