"WHAT AM I GOING TO WEAR!?" I ripped through my closet fiercely; throwing clothes in every direction possible. Sango was behind me trying to catch as many of the garments she could. Some found a place on the ceiling fan; others were inching their way toward the fish tank.
"Kagome, before your fish get a new wardrobe, let me help."
I stepped aside. Randomly, she picked two garments. Then, pulled me over to the mirror and placed them over my body.
"So, what do you think?"
It didn't look horrible. It was a black, long sleeve, shoulder cut, shirt, and a black and red, plad skirt. I gave her an assuring smile. After showering, and getting dressed, I found my way to the living room, where Sango was sitting on the couch tapping the face of her watch. She was dressed nicely, light pink Kimono style top, complete with ribbon to tie it off, and black slacks. She stood a new two inches off the ground.
"Kagome, are you done? We are going to be late?"
"Yep, all done, just let me grab my purse."
We walked just a few blocks from the house until we saw the enormous spotlights giving the location of the club away. We saw the line too. It looked a mile long!
"Sango it's packed!"
"Come on!"
She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the end of the line. After about five minutes, we were already half way there. The line was moving quickly. Sango explained to me that they could accept and reject people based on appearance and attitude. Then, told me it would be fine as long as it looked like I belonged there. This didn't help, my stomach started to turn, and tighten into a not.
About, fifteen minutes passed before we could see the sign and the door of the club. It read…
"The Demon's Den?" I asked shocked.
"Yea, pretty exotic huh?"
I saw another group of rejects pass. All of them complaining loudly and cursing the security. Was it really that great of a club? I could hear loud music coming from inside. Sounded like 'the used?'
"Next!" A muscular man pronounced sarcastically.
"Oh that's us! Come on Kagome!"
We stood tall without a hit of doubt. Or at least tried to… I was shaking. The guard put his meaty had up to his chin and rubbed it. Was that a smile?
"You ladies have a wonderful evening." He said while lifting a thick red rope. People behind us stood in shock. I was there long enough to see another man rejected. Shows how lucky we are. Then I could smell the thick muggy air inside the club. It smelled sweet, like roses. My suspicions were confirmed when I saw the countless glass bowls of rose petals hanging from the ceiling. Oh that's new; there was a blue flame in it too. That must be the light source, next to the head spinning strobe light.
It hurt my head… What was worse… I lost Sango in the crowd.
"Oh, great!"
Pulling out my cell phone, I notice there were no bars. That is just terrific. Staring at the screen, I shoved and pushed my way through the enormous crowd. My body was also being pushed and shoved by the many dancing people. Then my phone was knocked clean from my hand. I ran after it, but was knocked down.
"Ouch! You know, you're not worth the money I spent on you!" Now I was yelling at inanimate objects.
"Oh it's you again."
