- - flashback - -

"Do you always have to be such a bitch to people?"

"You're the one who drug me here, lets not forget that. I despise large crowds and these people are the most pathetic human beings I've ever met." Michelle glared at Christine before setting her drink down on the table and rose from her chair. "Places like this are only breeding grounds for people to be fucking obnoxious and grind on each other in hopes that, by chance, they'll end up fucking each other."

"Christ Michelle, get a fucking personality."

"No thanks." she smiled sarcastically and waved off her annoyed friend as she headed down the stairs to get a bottle of water. The only reason she was here was because her friend insisted that she 'get out and socialize' with people she could relate to. Too bad she couldn't relate to a single soul in her life lately. Strands of black hair fell in her face as she walked with a purpose, ignoring the prying eyes of those she passed, watching her like this was a hunting trip and they were sizing her up. Getting to the bar, she asked for a bottle of water before turning around and leaning against the bar top. She peered out of the corner of her eye as a blonde-haired boy slid up beside her, rolling her eyes as he bumped into her and used the 'apology approach', staring at her.

"Take a picture sweetheart. It lasts a hell of a lot longer." Grabbing the bottle of the bar, she went to leave before he jumped in front of her smiling.

"Easy baby. I just wanted to ask your name."

"None of your damn business. And don't call me baby." Shoving him aside, she walked right past him, the crowd she walked through all laughing at the fool that just got shot down hard. Making her way back upstairs, she sat down next to Christine who was twirling a stirrer in her drink and glaring at Michelle. "What? Don't get pissed at me."

"You're full of so much fucking charm Michelle, it's unreal." Christine cracked a smile watching Michelle's narrowed gaze change into a smirk as she shook her head, taking a drink from the bottle. "Look, I'm gonna go dance with some fool so I feel like one of these little tramps bouncing around on the floor."

"You go do that. Be safe, alright? I don't want to have to kill someone." Christine laughed as she smiled and shoved her before heading down the stairs to the dance floor. Michelle leaned over the table, peering down at the dance floor and watching every place she went. If there was one person in the world she could at least consider a friend it was this girl. Though horribly misguided about the merits of mankind, she at least handled Michelle's abrasive personality better then most. She placed her arm over the back of the chair and leaned back, raising a brow as another idiot tried his luck. Before he said anything she held a hand up, closing her eyes and shaking her head "No."

"But I didn't even say anything."

"There you just did, bye." Finally looking at the guy standing before her she smirked at his facial expression before peering over the railing to the dance floor below. She furrowed her brows at the sight of Christine trying to push someone away and as the boy in front of her tried to say something else, she stood up, interrupting him. "Sorry, I have some business to attend to." Heading down the stairs with a vengeance she pushed through the crowd on the floor, coming up behind Christine quickly. "Is there a problem here?" The guy who had a hold of Christine's arm glared at her, Christine looking terrified and silently begging for her to do something. She grabbed his wrist, digging her nails in but when he didn't let go she placed herself between him and her friend, shoving him forcefully. "Back the fuck off my girlfriend you asshole."

"Girlfriend? You two are fucking lesbians? Prove it."

The girls both looked at one another before Michelle grinned at the offending moron and took hold of her friend's face, their lips pressing together, Christine smiling through the kiss herself. They got an unwanted audience of guys cheering, both of them trying not to laugh through the display and by the time they were done, the idiot waved them off and went on his next expedition for a cheap whore. Both girls laughed and Christine grabbed Michelle's hand, heading through the crowd and upstairs to grab their things.

As they walked down the street together, Christine shoved Michelle, shaking her head and giggling "I can't believe you did that. And I thought you were boring."

"Thanks a lot. Come on, lets get you home."

"But…you're gonna walk home alone?"

"Yeah." she shrugged and waved a hand dismissively. "I do it all the time, it's not like someone's gonna kidnap me. I'd piss them off so much they'd throw me back out on the street." She grinned as Christine laughed and shook her head, both girls heading towards her apartment.

- - end flashback - -

This used to be a funhouse. But now it's full of evil clowns. It's time to start the countdown. I'm gonna burn it down, down, down. This used to be a funhouse. But now it's full of evil clowns. It's time to start the countdown. I'm gonna burn it down, down, down. I'm gonna burn it down. 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, fun.

"No. I don't want to know your name, I don't want your number, piss off." She didn't even look at the guy who approached, hearing 'bitch' as he walked away. She smirked and shook her head, tapping her fingers on the bar top as she watched the people smashed together in masses on the dance floor of the club she once visited for a different purpose. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a picture, looking it over before crumpling it and dropping it on the floor, stepping on it and as she made her way through the crowd. She had a rather taunting smirk on her face as everyone she passed watched her every move, bringing her hand up to brush a strand of red hair out of her face. Once she got into the middle of the dance floor she looked around, smiling as she spotted who she was looking for and motioned for the guy standing against the DJ stand to come to her. As he obeyed with a big grin she waited till he got to her, grabbing his hand and turning her back to guide him through the crowd…

Leaning back in the chair she took the hair tie around her wrist and tied her hair up in a loose ponytail, tilting her head to the side. She leaned forward, tapping the monitor till it scrambled and started to show a clear picture again, smirking and propping her feet up on the table. Some people just didn't deserve her pity. She reached down into her shirt, taking hold of the chain around her neck and pulling it up, rolling the ring on the end of it around in her fingers before letting it hang loosely around her neck again "Let the games begin…"