Chapter twelve A night on the town

I couldn't help but stare at the masterpiece that I created. Star looked absolutely gorgeous in her black leggings, and turquoise top, a gold belt accentuated the look and my cowboy boots topped the whole thing off. Her hair, for once in her life was bone straight. And it made all the difference. Boy, if the guys saw her. Whew, they'd be in for a shock. Gone was the whole gypsy look and in with the city slicker. I could be a make over artist, I surprised myself that much

"I cannot get over how awesome you look Star, you're practically glowing." I grinned at her.

"I'm your creation tonight, but, Honey. You look amazing as well. I didn't know you could actually dress like that." Star smirked, taking in my outfit once again.

I smiled sheepishly, "yea well."

Looking down at my outfit. Low-slung, hugging capris, rolled up to my knees. And my only vest, a black leather halter, that was fairly low. Maybe too low for a fifteen year old. I almost regretted not putting a shirt on underneath... almost. And the famous stilettos added extra height to me, making my legs appear longer. But I swear to god, they hurt like a bitch.

Miraculously we made it to the board walk, and surprisingly it didn't take as long as I figured it would.

"Where to, Hon?" Star asked.

"Hmm, lets go to a bar. Start the night off with a few drinks." I grinned. I grinned ever wider at her facial expression.

"C'mon, Star. Gotta loosen up, have our fun. Remember? The only way to start a night off, is with loud music, alcohol and dancing!" I giggled.

"Oh fine, for you I guess." Star rolled her eyes, and allowed me to drag her to the large lineup.

"You two ladies have identification?" the bouncer asked, his lips hardly moving. I fished in my back pocket and flashed my "drivers licence". Smiling when he waved us both in, assuming that Star was the same age as me, I strutted inside and was nearly knocked over when the thumping of the bass flooded my hearing.

"What in the world was that?" Honey asked me, calling loudly over the music.

"Identification." I replied, looking around.

"You don't even drive though!" she exclaimed.

"I know. It was a hoax, fake I.D." I said, looking around quickly to make sure no one heard, "c'mon." I laughed, dragging her up to the bar. We sat on the bar stools, waiting for service, just watching the crowds.

"I take it you've been to these kinds of things before?" Star asked.

"Numerous of times. There was a bar sort of nightclub thingy open every Friday night back in Phoenix. I went to one every other week pretty much."

"And how does this compare?"

"Oh, its alright. I've seen better. But how good of a bar can you get in Santa Carla?" I laughed.

"This is probably the best one in town, sweetheart." a new voice joined our conversation.

"None like it." said another. The two of us turned to face two boys. One blonde, one brunette.

"Hey there." the blonde grinned.

"Hi."

"What are two fine young ladies doing here, without any escorts?" the brunette asked, wrapping an arm around Star. I shrugged, playing along,

"we were just wondering the same thing, but then you guys arrived." I smiled flirtatiously at the blonde.

"Can we buy you girls a drink?" the blonde asked.

Star was about to protest but I cut in, "sure."

"What will you have?"

"Whatever you're having." I grinned.

"Hey Mick! Can I get four beers over here!" the brunette called.

"Names Luke," the blonde introduced himself, shaking my hand, "my friend over there is Kev. What're your names?"

"Honey." I smiled, taking a hold of the beer that had been plunked down in front of me, and took a sip.

"I'm Star."

"Beautiful," the brunette complimented, then took a swig from his bottle.

"Why don't you treat me with a dance, Honey?" the blonde purred.

"Sure," I agreed, before chugging half of my beer, and setting it down on the counter, "watch my beer for me, Star? Who knows what kinds of freaks are prowling around." I got up, grabbed Luke's hand and tugged him away, towards the middle of the dance floor.

Star's POV.

I took a sip from my bottle and mentally winced at the putrid taste. I was never much of a drinker, preferred water or pop when I went out, but hey. This was all about me and Honey having fun.

"Hey, you wanna follow their lead, and have a dance?" the brunette asked me...what was his name. Oh Kev.

"Uhh... I don't know," I hesitated, looking out over the dance floor at Honey. Who was wildly pressed up against Luke, grinding against him, I swallowed my pride, "sure, maybe one." I grinned. What David doesn't know, wont hurt him, right? Kev took my hand, and I followed him. He pulled us near Luke and Honey. She grinned over at me, her eyes surprised but encouraging all the same. I followed her lead and began to dance.

Three dances later, I parted from Kev and the other two, and headed back to the counter, our beer bottles had been swept away. I looked over at Honey. She was having a blast, and still going strong. Boy could she move. I ordered a glass of water and took a sip, then I swept my gaze over the sea of people. But when my eyes landed on the far left wall, where a few tables were set up, my stomach dropped a mile down, and my heart pumped wildly. Shit.

Honey's POV.

I giggled when Luke kissed my cheek in farewell, and I pranced over to where Star was sitting. Plopping myself down on the stool beside her, I let out a long whoosh of air, and grinned.

"Can I get a beer." I called out. A full frosted bottle was plunked down in front of me, and I slid my money over the counter. I took a swig and looked over at Star's face. She looked uncomfortable.

"What's up?" I asked, chugging back a few more mouthfuls.

"We got trouble." Star stated.

"Huh?" I asked, peeking over my bottle at her.

"They're here."

"Who's here?" I asked, confused.

"The boys. They're here." Star squeaked.

"What do you mean "they're here"?" I laughed.

"They're here, Honey. In the bar. Sitting in the same room as us."

"What? Where?" I growled, spinning around on my stool to look over the crowd, that seemed to have duplicated since we arrived.

"Over at the left side, with all those tables." Star verbally directed my gaze.

My eyes fell on the group of four boys, sitting at a table. Marko's blonde curls caught my gaze, then Paul's wild face. Dwayne's dark look, frightened me. But David's. Oh, his was cold, and harsh. His glare like ice picks on my skin. All four of them were watching us, watching our every move. Territorial looks in their eyes, and they all looked pissed. I turned back around to face Star and chugged the rest of my beer and called for another.

"So what, who cares. Relax, have a beer. Enjoy the night." I grinned, sipping at my third of the night.

"You need to slow down with your alcohol. You'll end up reeling in the streets, pass out in the middle of the road and get run over. This is your last." Star growled, acting like an older sister.

"The hell it is. You need to relax. Don't worry about the boys. We'll bug them later." I cackled.

"Fuck..."Star groaned, holding her head, "I should of never agreed to this. We shouldn't be here, Dressed like this. We should go back to the cave, get redressed into some appropriate clothes, and enjoy a chick night in my room." Star sighed.

"Oh Star, you worry to much." I laughed, finishing my beer and hopping down, heading over to the tables.

"What, wait! Honey!" Star cried, hopping off and running after me.