Wendy Christensen and Adie Chantal raced down the street with Kevin Fischer and Joshua Rocket in tow. Adie stopped and clutched at her heart. "We can't do this! We can't just randomly keep running to all the night clubs in town. It will take forever and my heart can't take much more of this." she said in a raspy voice.
Wendy stopped and ran a hand through her sweaty hair. "But we can't give up either. A nightclub is going to blow up like in my vision and we need to get to it, fast." she reminded her.
"There's got to be a better way, Wen" Kevin told his new wife softly.
"Didn't you guys practice clarivoyance with that Bludworth guy?" Joshua said.
Adie's head snapped up in Wendy's direction. "Yeah we did! And Bluworth said that you were the best at it which is probably why you were able to get a vision by barely touching that gravestone. Maybe you can sense where the club is by touching something."
"Like what?" asked Wendy.
Adie turned to Kevin. "Give me that pamphlet."
Kevin handed her the pamphlet that contained a map and the name of all the local dance clubs. They had found it at a travel agency. Adie skimmed through it until she reached the page that listed all the names of the clubs.
"Here. Just try and sense which one of these clubs it is." Adie instructed, handing the pamphlet over to Wendy.
Wendy took it carefully and breathed heavily. Then she closed her eyes and concentrated. Her fingers suddenly began getting hot and she felt a scene being formed in her mind. It was one of a flashing club. She could hear the dance music from inside and feel the people inside. Then her vision wandered over to what she was looking for; the name of the club. A flashing neon green sign read "Club Martini". Wendy opened her eyes immediately and gasped. She never knew how much energy this consumed. Adie took her arm and supported her as Wendy regained her breath. She pointed a finger at the pamphlet. The name 'Club Martini' was typed in bold letters.
Cheryl McKenna frowned as she was forced to pay a cover charge while Maddie Devvie and Eli Cade were permitted inside, free of charge. Her best friend Natalie was besides her and laughed at her expression.
"Don't sweat it, you know the 'popular ones' never have to pay. It's an unfair and vain world we live in. Why should we expect anything different?"
Cheryl wrinkled her nose anyways. She was petite with long brown hair and plenty of eyeliner around her black eyes. She wasn't goth or popular or anything in between. She was just a regular girl who hated being sterotyped. She had several friends, some of them belonging to the 'popular circle' and she was pretty well-known around the school. And yet she still had to pay to get inside the hottest club in town.
"Hey Cheryl, Natalie!" a voice called from behind.
They spun around to see Rebecca, another one of Cheryl's friends.
Rebecca had a model figure and yet she had never excercised a day in her life. Her hair was short and blond with purple highlights, she had sparkling rare purple eyes, and a cat-like quality to her exotic face. Meanwhile, Natalie was short like Cheryl and had dark hair with a pair of misty eyes that always seemed to be mocking others. Rebecca was one of Cheryl's friends that was socially accepted and therefore Cheryl knew that she had probably gotten in free. They all walked in together and Cheryl coughed as she entered the smoky club that was flashing different colors in every corner.
A song by Lady Gaga began playing and Rebecca and Natalie began moving to the music. Cheryl joined them for a few minutes until she became thirsty and excused herself to go and get a drink. She found the bar at the far end of the club and ordered a martini. She sipped it slowly and found that the potent taste didn't bother her. She had started her second year of college and had gotten some experience in drinking already though she herself wasn't a heavy drinker. She looked over to the stage where a heavy metal band was performing. She scoffed at the sight of the ecccentric Freddy Goodrich jumping up and down to the music.
He had a buzzcut but a two-inch tall pink Mohican. He was wearing his usual bright assortment of clothes and was swaying his head to the music.
Behind him was Maddie who was dancing excitedly as the pink strobe lights flashed in her pretty face. She had long brown hair that was let loose around her face and was wearing a tight but reasonably cut black skirt, platform shoes, and a red t-shirt that read 'I live for Rock n Roll and i'll die for Rock n Roll'. The strobe light shone mysteriously on a single word, 'die'. Cheryl felt a strange squirm inside her as the word flashed in her mind.
"Excuse me." a voice besides her muttered. Cheryl turned to see Nicki Burman ask for a drink. Nicki was a typically happy person but her attitude had changed greatly since her brother, Zach, had passed away. From what Cheryl had heard, he had died in a strange way. Nicki put back her long blond hair as she gulped down her drink. Her blue eyes glimmered sadly when she finished the drink. Cheryl looked away, not wanting to be seen staring at her and began walking to where Natalie and Rebecca were still dancing.
On the way, she bumped into a person wearing a dark leather jacket.
"Watch it!" the gruff voice warned.
From the voice Cheryl automatically knew that she had bumped into Eli Cade which was not a smart thing to do. Sure enough as she looked up she recongized the shaven head, dark skin, and signature sunglasses.
Eli was an easily angered guy who would beat you up without letting you get a word in. Cheryl quickly apologized and scurried over to where Rebecca and Natalie were.
"Where have you been?" Natalie snapped.
She and Rebecca were extremely different and Cheryl knew that she hated being left alone with her.
"Getting a drink. I bumped into Eli on the way." Cheryl replied.
Rebecca raised an eyebrow. "And you managed to get back here unscathed? Congratulations." she teased, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Natalie smirked. "Yeah, getting that guy angry is worse than that time when you accidently stepped all over Alex Thebe's notebook."
Cheryl flushed at the memory. In the 11th grade she had arrived late to history class due to a massive rain storm and had walked in trudging mud. Then she had stepped all over Alex's notebook where he had written one of his many stories and tracked mud all over it. It had been an accident of course but Alex had been pissed off! He was normally an ok guy a bit shy even but you never messed with his writing. He had given her such a venemous look that Cheryl had been reminded of the saying, "If looks could kill..." But at least he hadn't beat her up though she was sure the idea had passed through his mind.
"Speaking of the devil..." Rebecca murmured.
Natalie and Cheryl looked to where she was staring and saw the muscualr dark-haired Alex leaning up against a wall, writing.
"Funny, he doesn't strike me as the club type." Cheryl said.
Natalie shrugged. "Neither does that Nikkie chick but she's here. Look let's forget about them and have fun!"
Rebecca and Cheryl agreed and began dancing again. Cheryl felt a swift rush of cold air which was unusual in this club and she shivered. The song 'Evacuate the Dancefloor" by Cascada began playing and she couldn't help but feel as if the song was a warning....
Author's Note: I'm nervous that this chapter didn't meet people's expectations so please tell me what you think! I know that last time i included the vision in the 1st chapter i need more time to think up some accidents that can happen at the club but i have the order of deaths ready already which i picked by playing a nice little game where i sing a song and move my fingers over all the names until the song ends and my finger lands on a name. Can't get much more random than that. Yeah it's stupid i know but thats my system! As for Cheryl having the vision, i chose her because it was the first review. So, hopefully you liked your character's portrayals as well as the chapter. I'll update soon but for now your job is to review and let me know what you thought!
