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*Drinks & Strangers*

"Do you want another drink?" The bartender lady asks me. In my opinion she was wearing too much make up and she looked fake. Her short blonde hair was swiped to the side and hanging in its perfect golden curls over her shoulder. Her face was covered in pounds and pounds of makeup. I could see that her cheekbones and her lips were definitely the art of plastic surgery. As I said, she looks totally fake. I mean I get that she is a bartender at a club and has to impress people but by doing that to yourself I doubt that you will get anywhere in life.

"No thank you." I answer her. I fake a smile and grab my glass of coke. I promised myself that I wouldn't drink today, I had to drive back home. I was supposed to be at home studying for my physics test but I couldn't get myself to do it. It was enough for me to read the first page to feel my eyes drop and my head bang the table. Overall, physics bore me.

So when my friend Alba called, and asked if I wanted to come with her and the rest of the squad, I couldn't say no, anything is better than physics, even going to a club that I despise will all my heart. Yes, I despise this club; I have a bunch of bad memories here. With the glass of coke still in my hand, I push my way through the sweaty bodies dancing, and doing other stuff, while I attempt to find my friends. I scrunch my nose in disgust as I pass a couple with their tongues down their throats, ew.

Luckily I find Alba's long light pink hair in the distance. She is sitting in a booth with the rest. Shit. I forgot. The only reason I went to the bar was to order drinks while my friends looked for a booth so we could sit in. I guess now that they found the booth, I would have to go back to the Barbie and order the damn drinks.

I make my way for the second time through the dance floor and the flashing colorful lights. Suddenly a red haired girl bumps into me and spills her drink all over my tight black dress. She doesn't even notice, she keeps laughing to herself as her partner slips his arm around her waist and pulls her closer to him. I officially regret coming here. The drinks can wait, I have to go clean myself up.

I push the bathroom door open after I crossed the path of drunken bodies on the dance floor. Just as I walk in, a couple walks out while they make out. I quickly rush in to one of the stalls and lock myself in. I should have stayed at home, I really should have. I take my IPhone out of my red clutch and turn the device on. I have a bunch of messages from Alba asking me where the hell I am and if I already have the drinks. She can go get them herself, she has legs and so do the rest of our friends.

When I walk out of the stall and rub the remains of the smelly beer off my new dress, is when I finally walk out. My feet are killing me, I really shouldn't have worn my tallest black pumps. Seriously what was I thinking? My comfy bed at home while hugging one of my fluffy pillows would have been a much better and relaxed afternoon. Fuck the drinks. I walk straight back to the booth with my hands completely empty except my red clutch.

"Where the hell where you? Don't you know how to use a phone? And where the fuck are our drinks?" Alba shrieks at me as I take a seat next to Blas. I roll my eyes and lean my elbows on the metal table.

"There was a huge queue, and there was a very creepy and sweaty middle age man staring down my shirt, so I decided to leave." I improvise a lie and shrug my shoulders. Blas laughs next to me, and so do the rest. Alba just sighs and straightens her pink hair with her fingers.

"Well then, Sonia can you come with me to get them?" She turns to our blue haired friend, and Sonia nods while the two get up.

"Since you weren't brave enough to face a queue and an old sack of potatoes, stay here with them and take care of our purses, while Alba and I go." Sonia tells me and flicks her blue hair over her shoulder. I nod quickly and blow a kiss at them. Both of them flip me off and walk away.

"I hate clubs." I murmur to myself but Blas and Carlos who has taken a seat next to me, both hear my complain, and the two idiots laugh at me. Carlos wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer to him.

"Oh just fuck off." I laugh at him and push him away.

Just then Rox walks over to us. She's late as usual. To be honest I hadn't even realized that she was missing. Blas' expression lightens up immediately as Rox takes a seat in front of him. Those two should be together already, but they are both best friends, just like me Carlos and Alba. Blas has been crushing on her since they met each other which was ages ago. Rox doesn't realize, she is more of the girl who parties and does wild shit all the time, she doesn't do relationships. I keep promising Blas that I would convince Rox into going on a date with him, but she just doesn't give in.

"My car broke, and I had to call a taxi." She tells up and smiles like a weird idiot, which is what she is. I love her but the girl is weird as fuck. Blas chuckles beside me probably wondering why she's like that, or at least that's what I think. I nudge his side with my elbow and he smiles down at me.

"But that's not the best part, listen closely to this now!" She shrieks and presses the palms of her hands onto the metal table. David and Dani who are also there, lean in so they can listen.

"The dude was hot as fuck, and he proposed for the two of use to do something in the car, of course I accepted but things turned out differently." She sighs a bit, and Blas sinks into his seat. Rox looks at all of us and starts wiggling her eyebrows, the stupid smile still plastered on her face.

"Turns out he forgot he had a wedding to go to, he was a bit dumb-" she says and laughs, just like you, I think to myself, "but he gave me his phone number and I agreed to call him to finish off what we started." She says and laughs again.

Blas looks empty and sad, I feel bad for him, but Rox probably won't change how she is like. David and Dani are looking at each other and rolling their eyes at our blonde idiot, while she's just sitting there texting away one her phone. Just then Sonia and Alba arrive with a tray full of glasses all containing different liquids, and Alvaro following them. Sonia places the tray on the metal table and takes a seat next to Rox, Alba on her other side and Alvaro squeezes in between Dani and Blas.

This is us, we are the nine idiots. The nine best friends, there is a bit of everything in here. Rox is the drama queen. Our Alba is the party animal. Sonia is the sweet one of the group. David, is the kind one, and boyfriend of Sonia, obviously nice guy plus nice girl usually equals couple. Then there is Dani, the heartbreaker, I mean if he weren't one of my best friends I would be dating him right now, the blonde short hair, deep blue eyes, and incredible body are a major turn on. Blas and Carlos are the clowns of the group, and finally Alvaro is the brain. I haven't figured out my place in the squad yet, but overall, yep this is us.

"I think we deserve a toast." I speak up, and grab ahold of the glass of coke which somehow I have managed to not finish.

All of them nod and reach out to grab the various glasses of the tray. When all of us have a glass we all get up, and lift the glasses over the table.

"To us!" We all scream and take a sip out of our drinks.

As I lean back down on the red chair, my mouth still connected to the rim of the green crystal glass, is when I see him. Never in my sixteen years of life have a seen such a beautiful stranger. There he was, leaning on the bar with his arms crossed over his chest looking directly at me. He smirks at me briefly and turns to walk away. I swear I will never forget that amazing mop of curly brown hair accompanied by the piercing green eyes.

Never.