INTOXICATION
The lights flashed on and off. As the songs blared through the speakers. The revolving dance floor spun its occupants slightly. Lilly's blonde hair swayed back and forth. As her thin petite body popped and locked to low by Flo-Rida. She closed her eyes as she spun around. She could feel bulbs flashing as phones were pulled out to take videos. As the song ended she stopped and saw what everyone was staring at. A man had come out of V.I.P. section and was searching for someone. Yet, everyone crowded around and he couldn't find it. Whatever it was. So, Lilly focused on the DJ, Dj Mike (Mike Stanley the third.) She managed her way over to him and recommended her favorite song, Radar by Britney Spears. DJ Mike smiled at his old friend and placed the song on. The Beat started softly and grew into a boom. As Lilly made her way to the center of the dance floor she grooved to the intoxicating lyrics: I DON'T THINK YA KNOW…
Lilly's body grabbed a willing partner and they both started to dance. More Lilly than Him but still. Lilly never noticed how intently he stared, but soon the song was over and Lilly whispered a sweet goodbye to the man as walked to the bar. She couldn't sit at the bar do to how tiny the dress was. It was a small strapless number with a gold sparkles design that complemented her figure perfectly. But the actual dress was a dark violet that made her green eyes pop. She wore Italian handmade leather pumps that seemed to be amazing enough. Ever since Miley came out with her secret, designers have been pressuring her to wear more of their items. Most of it goes to Lilly, since Miley and Hannah can't wear the same outfit twice.
Lilly sighed softly. As she stood, she told the bartender, Tony, to fix her usual Martini. The shaker mixed softly compared to the blaring music. Lilly's eyes began its wander of the guests at the club tonight. She smiled at her friend who played with the music in the DJ's booth. When her cell began to ring she answered loudly and made her way to the exit.
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Joe and his brothers had just walked into the ranging club called Intoxication. He had heard it had some seriously sick beats made by their DJ. Mike, he thought it was. He walked into the V.I.P. booth and had head over to the DJ booth. He walked in and saw Mike Stanley the third a.k.a. Oliver. He strode over and slapped his old pal on the back. Oliver turned around to find Joe Jonas standing before him. He slapped Joe's open hand and pulled him into a manly hug. They spoke about Oliver's Dj-ing and Joe's new album. When someone caught his eye. She was the most beautiful thing to grace his eyes in his whole entire life. He made his way down the dance floor only to be bombarded by fans upon fans. He saw as she made her way to the DJ booth and utter something in Oliver's ear. There was slight bit of jealousy as the words were being exchanged on Joe's part. Yet, when the two parted his sigh of relieve came too. He made his way to the center of the dance floor as did she. Then Radar by Britney Spears came on. And he smiled at the now dancing girl as he made his way over to her.
Now in the center of the floor people were staring at him as he stared at her. Soon she pulled him into her and they danced to the syncopated rhythm in sync to each other. She seemed to be out of this world and as the music stopped his heart dropped. She leaned forward and whispered thanks and goodbye, that sent tingles down his spine and he blushed a deep crimson red. Joe Jonas blushed, he never blushed. His thoughts were swirling in his head as the sweet smell of her coconut shampoo enthralled his senses. He was in a daze for a bout 5 minutes until he notices her leaving with her phone to her ear he decided to follow.