We Used to Be 9

Clubing's not my Thing

Bill

I rolled over when my alarm clock. I hate mornings. I got out of bed and stumbled down the stairs. I downed breakfast and some tea. I think Mom should really make coffee in the mornings. I thought about today I was getting my hair cut and died, I would get a tattoo I thought. I wondered if it would hurt more than getting my tongue pierced. I looked at the clock I had to leave soon I ran upstairs. I picked out an outfit for tonight. I tossed on some clothes for now. I threw my eyeliner in the bag and ran out the door yelling to Mom that I'd be right back. I knocked on Alex's door a few moments later Alex opened the door.

"This is really early for you!" she said smiling.

"I know it is!" I looked at her. Her hair and makeup were undone. Her hair was messy her bands twisting into a cute spiral beside her face. She was beautiful without all the makeup. I stepped inside and we went to the kitchen she pored me a cup of coffee and I grinned at her. She was wearing a brown tank top it made her skin look warmer. Her pajama pants were cream color with brown skulls and also fitted. She had fasionable sleepwear I thought amused by myself.

"I thought you might like coffee!" she said laughing as I downed the cup.

"I love coffee and you know it!" she simply grinned her 'I know everything' grin. "Whay are you up this early?"

"Casey is dragging me to a club and I have to start getting ready soon.

"When the hell are you going to be there?" I asked it was like 8 in the morning.

"I don't know but I have to take a shower, do my hair, makeup, clothes, accessories, get something to eat then we have to drive there," Alex rolled her eyes at the list.

"Nice," I said, "I wish I could spend the day with you but I have band stuff."

"It's fine your band is important I get it!" she smiled and looked at the clock on the microwave.

"When do you have to go?"

"Now," I told her sighing I didn't really want to leave her but I had to. She pouted at me. I had to grin she was just so adorable. "I'll stop by if your home when I get back how's that?" I asked jumping from the stool.

"Okay…" she said still pouting.

"Stop being so cute!" I told her giving her a hug. It was supposed to be a quick hug but she rested her head on my shoulder and I couldn't pull away for a moment. Finally I kissed the top of her head and stepped away.

"I'll see you later," I said stepping out of the house.

"Yes, see ya' later," she said vanishing into the house. I noticed she never watched me leave the way some of my past girlfriends had. Not that any of them could compare to her.

Alex

I went back into the house. The part of my day I spent getting ready for the club was a blur. It was like Bill froze time made me remember then he left and it all blurred together or maybe he was the only thing worth remembering?

"COME ON ALEX!" I heard Casey yelling as i carefully touched up my lip color. I had surprised myself by dyeing my hair a red the color of Merlot wine. It had taken me about an hour so I was running a little behind. I ran down the stairs Casey and I gave each other the look over. Casey's black hair was pulled into a pony tail with her face frame left loose around her face. Her large blue eyes looked out at me from behind black eyeliner and silvery-blue eyeshadow. Her skin was tan and it stood out against her electric blue fitted tank top. her skinny jeans were black and she had strappy blue high-heels on. The tares on her jeans and chunky jewelery gave her a rockerish look to my own emo style.

She eyed my hair but smiled my top was off the shoulders but fitted with long-sleeve it was black and white stripes, a graphic design with angel wings and a dagger were emblazoned on the front in red the same color as my hair. I wore a short black skirt with Merlot red (my favorite shade of red) leggings and solid black converse high-tops. My eyeliner was black with indigo lights that while not visible brought out the green in my eyes. I wore a black choker that had a skull and silver chains dripping a little way down my neck. Fingerless leather gloves with silver studs and a silver ring with a black coffin encasing a silver bleeding heart.

"I'm here!" I said rolling my eyes at her.

"Nice, hair," she smirked.

"It's sexy and you know it," I said tossing my long straightened hair over my shoulder at her as I walked out of the house.

"Of course it is," she said laughing as we got into the car. We laughed and talked all the way to the club which was city or two over. I froze as I saw the huge building.

"Whoa, WHAT!" I yelped as she pulled me onto my face.

"Go on in," the bouncer said as we walked in. Casey paused to look at the board.

"Some band called Devilish is on to night..."

"Sweeto," I said not even remembering that I knew a band called by that name.

"Just because it isn't Lafee or Cinema Bizarre," she rolled her eyes.

"What i didn't say anything!"

"Mhmm but you thought it, come on!" Once again she dragged me forward.

"Why am I here?" I complained again. Why the hell had I come?

"Because you need some fun in your life and friends who don't live in the computer!"

"Yea, you can say SOOO much about my social skills!"

"I have had boyfriends!"

"I have one now!"

"Yes, Peter Pan!"

"Don't call him that!"

"All protective now!"

"Ugh you are so annoying!" I threw my hands in the air and stalked away through the crowd.