Piper's POV

I was walking around the club, the lights blinding me with its colours. I decided to sit down, and have a drink. "Hi," A person said next to me. "What's your name?"

"And why should I tell you?" I asked looking at him. He was cute, blue eyes, brown long hair that swept over his eyes. I couldn't stop staring at his eyes.

"Okay, if you're gonna play that game, have a drink." He grabbed something out of his pocket –white powder and out it in his drink. "Don't worry, it makes it taste better." He smiled. "You try," He put a little bit of the powder in my drink and laughed.

I shook my head, and took a sip. That's when my world turned around. Suddenly, everything was . . . Really bright and looked heaps of fun. I laughed and looked at him. "What was that, which you put in my drink?"

"That's a secret," He took a sip of mine. "Do you want to dance?"

"Yeah," I took his wrist and started dancing along with the other sweaty, gross bodies around me. "This is so much fun!" I yelled over the loud music. "What's your name?"

"Mark." He said keeping me close. He put his hands on my hips and started making me sway my hips. "What's your name?"

"Piper," I said laughing.

"Come with me." He grabbed my wrist and pulled me off the dance floor and to a group of bike gang looking people. "I want you to meet Piper, guys." He said to them. They all wore jeans, a plain black shirt and a black leather jacket. "She's Piper."

"Hi," I said not actually knowing what I was doing.

"Did she have a drink?" One asked.

"Yeah," Mark agreed. "One."

"Actually I've been here for hours and have had a couple, so yeah." I said shifting my body weight on each side. "I'm here with a friend actually, don't know where he is." I looked around and saw a beautiful boy with short, cropped blonde hair and the bluest eyes I've ever seen. He looked familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. "I think he left,"

"You came here with a date, and you're leaving with a date." Mark took my waist and gave me another drink with the powder stuff in it. This time, a lot in it. I took another sip, and found that I could stop drinking it. It tasted so good! I wanted more. "What do you wanna do?" He whispered.

"Let's get out of here, and get into trouble." I said grabbing his leather jacket. "Heaps of trouble," I bit my lip and started going towards the exit, making sure that Mark and his gang were following each step.

We've raided about three stores so far, have got heaps of beer and wine and also got some crackers. Mark was a really fun, nice guy and his gang was amazing. They all have motorbikes which I think is awesome. I nearly got away from riding one. Mark had some of the powder, and so did his gang.

"What are we going to do now?" Mark yelled. He had a crazy smile on his face and looked so he just got out of bed. "We've raided stores, got drunk and doped, now what?"

"What's doped?" I laughed along with everyone else. "I don't know why I just said that. We're not doped? This is just a lot of fun!"

"What are we doing?" One of the gang said. "We should go out every night, just like this."

"And to finish it off," Another said. "We go for a swim and dive in."

"I've got a better idea." I said.

I woke up, my head thumping and feeling like I'm going to throw up last night's dinner. I got out of a king sized bed, put my clothing on and tried to remember what happened the night before. I looked in the mirror, straightened out my hair and went out of the room, walking into a kitchen with Mark who I met last night and three other members.

"Why am I here?" I asked them. They all looked at me in confusion. "Who are you people?"

"Do you remember me?" Mark asked.

"Yeah, I met you; we had a drink and nothing else." I said, sitting down and rubbing my head. "What happened?"

"We don't remember," One gave me a cup of coffee. "But, it must of have been worth it."

"We got smashed," Another said.

"Best night ever."

"Wait," I said. "We got drunk?"

"Yeah. Have you never been drunk before?"

"No. This was, actually, my first time drinking ever." I admitted. "Hang over hurts."

"Get used to it, Piper."

"Thanks, but I better be getting home." I smiled and walked out the door. "Where the hell am I?" I asked myself.

"I can take you as far as I can remember," Mark said fully dressed and at his motorbike. "I can take you to the club,"

"Thanks." He gave me a helmet and rode me into the bright sun.

"Are you sure you don't want me to take you all the way home?"

"I've got my phone with me, Mark." I admitted. "Can I have your number?"

"Sure, it's: 0491 0251." I dialled his number into my phone and gave me his number. "I'll call you." Then he rode into the darkening sun.

I looked at my contacts, and dialled Jason's number. "Hi, Jason,"

Hey Piper, Jason said. Where are you? I tried looking for you last night

"I'm at the club. Can you please pick me up?"

Jason sighed. Sure. I'll be there as soon as possible.

"Thanks, Jason." He hung up, so did I.

I sat on the dirt, playing with a lock of grass when a shadow came over me. "Need a hand?" I knew that it was Mark with his bike.

"No thanks, I've called a friend to come pick me up." I said.

He sat down next to me, squeezing me knee. "Then I'll stay with you until he picks you up." He gave me a cocky smile which made me giggle. We talked, he took pictures of me on his motorbike without me knowing and then Jason showed up. I said goodbye to Mark and went into the car with Jason.

Jason's POV

My phone run at a very early hour, and everyone knows that I was late last night so STOP CALLING ME! "Hello?"

"Hey, Jason," Piper said on the other side.

"Hey, Piper," Suddenly, I was alerted. She was hopefully okay with no trace of blood or monsters. "Where are you? I tried looking for you last night."

"I'm at the club," Great, she slept at the club. "Can you come pick me up?"

I sighed. I'M TIRED BUT I'LL COME BECAUSE I LOVE YOU! "Sure, I'll be there as soon as possible."

I was close to the club, just driving drinking my coffee so that I don't fall asleep and kill myself when I was Piper on a motorbike. Another guy was with her, I'd seen him last night in the club. He had blue eyes and long brown hair with a cut that swept over his eyes so that when he flipped it, you would have to look. He was taking pictures of Piper on the bike. That's it, when I get out of this car; I'm punching the crap out of him.

I stopped the car, ready to get out when Piper got off the bike and came into my car. "Hi, Jason." She said. "I'm sorry for waking you up."

"Its fine," I started the car again, dragged along the road and headed towards my house. "Where did you go last night?"

"I was looking for you and then I found Mark–"

"That guy that was taking pictures of you on the motorbike?"

"Yeah –we had a few drinks, he introduced me to his friends and then . . . I don't know. I woke up with a hangover. That's all I can remember." I looked over at her. She looked so cute when she was confused.

"We'll have coffee at my house and you can get some rest, okay?" I said taking her hand. She didn't pull away, YES!

"Fine, but then you can take me home."

"Deal."

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