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The club was merely a block from where we'd just been. Entourage had loud music blasting, and a smell of alcohol, cigarette smoke and god knows what else. Large, silver letters in gothic scrip adorned the space above the door, resting on the red, hard brick. Takiella walked right in, and I followed her. Inside the night club, it was a type of scenery I'd never been part of. The air was thick with smoke, and there was laughter and catcalls echoing from everywhere. A bar was serving several people, and the dance floor was crowded and weak light was beaming down from the ceiling. A man with electric blue hair and several piercings spotted us.
"Hey-hey, Tequila! What up, bitch!"A stared at the man as he pounded palms with Takiella. He was deathly pale, so I assumed the obvious. He had flaming red eyes, and was wearing a purple bandana.
"Yo, Bacardi, you here to watch me? Or to get yourself some ass?" Takiella grinned at this man and he laughed and answered.
"Both. And who's this juicy piece of man-meat behind you?" The man eyed me up and down, and I stared pointedly at Takiella, prompting for an explanation.
"Oh, yeah, Edward- this is Bacardi, and Bacardi, don't scare him away." Takiella added warningly, as Bacardi had just opened his mouth, letting a whoosh of air out. He frowned absentmindedly at Takiella.
"C'mon, you know I wasn't gonna do that. Besides," He said nonchalantly, "I don't swing that way."
Takiella sighed, "Yeah, well sometimes, I wonder..." Bacardi gave Takiella the finger, and she aimed a kick at his nether regions.
Bacardi dodged neatly aside, and Takiella snorted. "Coward. Can't even take one kick," She flipped her hair and turned to grin at me.
"Hey, I bet you didn't know we can get wasted,"
I considered her offer for a moment, and recalled my experiences with alcohol. When I was human, I'd never had so much as a glass, and sure, I'd seen the humans who'd gotten themselves into trouble when drunk, but my knowledge with this was limited.
"Won't you have to cough it up later?" I inquired curiously, looking around the club; eyeing the people downing shots as if there were no tomorrow. She smiled mischievously at me.
"Only if you have way too much- and since this is your first time, I'm pretty sure you'd end up barfing up your guts anyway. Human or not."
Well, I though, it's just one drink, just something to get my mind of things, it's not like I'm going to become an alcoholic after one glass...
Takiella smiled, and pulled me along to the bar, where she pushed aside a drunken man, who then stumbled over, giggled and tripped aimlessly around the club. Takiella tugged me through the crowd, and stopped at the bar counter. A man with inky black hair was blending a drink with another, and talking with another customer heatedly.
Once he spotted Takiella his face broke into a weary smile. "Hey, Tequila, the usual? - oh and who's this?" the barman asked. He looked at Takiella questioningly.
"Just a friend. The usual for me, but a more liquor, and for him he'll have a Tequila Sunrise." I almost laughed at the irony, but just smiled instead. I was a little nervous, and I checked the Takiella's mind for the ingredients. Blank. Nothing. Slightly put out, I looked into the barman's head and he was reviewing a list in his head, Tequila, soda, grenadine... He set to work, and was done quickly. He gave Takiella a tall, clear glass, and I a glass rather like it. She handed him a crisp, twenty dollar bill, and whispered something into the bartender's ear, what Takiella said, I didn't bother to eavesdrop and find out; I was contemplating the drink in front of me. It looked harmless, just a small drink. Nothing major.
Takiella laughed at the sight of me contemplating my Tequila Sunrise rather than drinking it. "It won't kill you, just have a sip, if you'd rather shit a brick than drink more, I'm not going to force it down your throat." I laughed weakly, and put the rim of the cup hesitantly to my lips, and took a sip. I was surprised; it didn't taste like dirt, the equivalent of most human foods. Takiella was licking her lips; she had downed her full glass, as if it were just a tiny shot. She smiled in my direction.
"Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?"
"Not at all," I said, drinking more and stirring around the ice. She grinned, as if to say I told you so.
"I'm up now, I'll be dancing over there," she pointed to the area directly in front of the DJ. She walked smoothly through the crowd, and I followed, wanting to see her performance.
"And now y'all, give it up for my girl, Tequila!" boomed the DJ, and a loud cheer rose from the club, and people started yelling her name.
The DJ put on a song that I'd never heard on.
This
is a...
JLack track man
I can't sit back and let this
moment slip away
'cause I got my eye on you
I see you lookin'
over your shoulder
Let me make my way over
Excuse me miss lady,
how you doin'?
Your body lookin' right
You're the type I like
and i'm pursuin'
Can I get a little closer?
So I can get to
know you and exchange names and things
Before the night is over
Takiella was dancing. She was moving in a way that was completely unfamiliar to me. It was interesting to watch, and she was administering several flips, and turns, and she was all over.
All
I really want is
For you to back it up
Go on and put your
weight on it
'cause it's alright
Do what you wanna
Make me
believe you
I wanna see you
Get it shawty
Get it
shawty
Get it shawty
Get it shawty
Get it shawty
Get it
shawty
I guess if I can let the night just drift away
So
baby what you gon' do?
'cause I don't wanna lose it
Come on
keep it movin'
Excuse me miss lady, how you doin'
Your body
lookin' right,
You're the type I like and i'm pursuin'
Can I
get a little closer?
So I can get to know you and exchange names
and things
Before the night is over
Her dance style was very elaborate, and the crowd was going wild, cheering and dancing along to the beat.
All I really want
is
For you to back it up
Go on and put your weight on it
'cause
it's alright
Do what you wanna
Make me believe you
I wanna
see you
Get it shawty
Get it shawty
Get it shawty
Get
it shawty
Get it shawty
Get it shawty
[Yung
Joc:]
Ey
ey shimmy shimmy coco puff
You should get to know Joc
I pull up
and that hard top
I bet I make your heart stop
The life I
lead
I pop the trunk
I can buy you gifts
When they wanna
hate
Oh shawty won't you slide with me
Cl5 50
Inhale the
freshness the essence of leather wood jumping
It's gonna be a late
night
I'mma show you what I taste like
Love's got no break
lights
Jaw's like a great white
All I really want is
For
you to back it up
Go on and put your weight on it
'cause it's
alright
Do what you wanna
Make me believe you
I wanna see
you
Get it shawty
Get it shawty
Get it shawty
Get it
shawty
Get it shawty
Get it shawty
As she finished, breathless, she came over to my side.
"Like it?"
"More than I can say,"
She laughed, and leaned toward me. "Now, Edward, it's time to become real man; time to get so wasted tomorrow, you won't know what the hell hit you."
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I liked this chapter, though not as much as the last. But I'm going to stop typing before you lose attention.
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