"KIM!" my name was yelled, followed by loud squealing, hooting and whistling from my two friends.

Honestly, those two are a nightmare.

As I hunched my shoulders in embarrassment, they made their way surprisingly quickly over to me and grabbed both of my wrists.

"Kim, hurry up! We have to get ready."

"Yeah, Kim if you don't hurry Sass won't be able to get her whore make up on."

"Shut up ugly."

"Slut."

"You're breath smells like garbage."

Laughter followed, along with a swift smack to Emma's arm and a smack upside the head to Sass.

As different as we were, I couldn't help but love these two. They brought laughter to my dull world and made up for all the outgoing and loud personality I didn't possess.

I drove the three of us in my battered second hand sedan to my place, where they had previously dropped off their clothes for tonight, plus pajamas, toothbrush, straighteners, sleeping bags, curlers, ice cream…you know, typical sleep over girly stuff.

Immediately I was ushered into the shower to wash away the dirty feeling of a long day at school and went into my room wrapped in a towel to find the clothes that the two of them had designated for my use tonight.

The devil's advocates had learned from few past experiences that I refuse point blank to wear anything that shows too much skin. So a pair of dark denim skinny jeans awaited my use, as well as a white and black singlet top, which I assume would be tucked into my jeans. They chose well this time, I approved.

So I threw on the jeans and top, started drying my hair and went in search of the two, currently making themselves right at home in my bathroom and living room.

"Kimmy," she knew I hated that name, "where's your anti frizz serum?"

"My what?"

"Oh God, it's an outrage, a scandal, sacrilege!" There goes Emma with her histrionics again. Trust her to freak over some serum I don't own.

"Okay, that's it," I Shouted from the other side of the house to wherever the two devils were, "We're leaving in half an hour whether you have knickers and your face on or not."

Gasps could be heard about the house as I see a blur of Sass sprinting to the bathroom.

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The music pounding and reverberating in my head, the smell of alcohol on some drunk's breath and no Jared, was so not my idea of fun. Though, it did amaze me to watch two gorgeous, but underage girls flirt their way into a nightclub.

So far, I had been forced to dance with three guys; one drunk, a creeper and a gay- he was sweet and clearly not interested, so I danced twice with him whilst complaining about being in the club.

By 12pm I had had just about enough. I scanned around the humid dark club for the likes of Sass and Emma, saw both and decided to grab Emma before I grabbed Sass, she looked a little busy…

"Emma!" I yelled as loud as I could, "I wanna get outta here, come on." Emma pouted a little, but didn't mind seeing as the guy she was dancing with started to close his eyes and grab for her ass.

I pulled her out of his grasp quickly, the guy rudely awoken from his dreams, and Emma made a lame excuse to get away from the leech.

"Right, where's Sass? If I have to get pulled away from that dreamboat, so does she."

"Uh, well, you see, that's her, over there," I yelled pointing towards a tangle of arms and legs in an even darker corner of the club.

Emma began to march straight towards the writhing couple and yanked on Sass's closest hand.

Sass looked up at us and disengaged from her..uh..guy. He looked angry with us at being interrupted and grabbed Sass's wrist to pull her back down to the height of the barstool.

She turned around and said, "Thanks, that was fun. I'll see ya around," a smile plastered to her face, and turned away, only to find he had held tighter on to her wrist and was now pulling her once again.

"Look can you just let go mate? I don't want to do anything we'll regret." Sass was reasonable and I could see she was visibly trying to control her quick temper, but the guy just wouldn't let up.

Big mistake on his part.

"I told you to LET GO ASSHOLE," and with that, this muscled guy went flying over the bar in one neat execution, smashing three empty glasses, a shot of tequila and a pretzel bowl on his way.

"So, you guys ready to get outta here?"

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