So I go into testing this week. So I decided to put something up before I head into studying for tomorrow's important test. Next picture I post on DA will be a wedding portrait if Billy and Rebecca of course! But since I have more experience drawing Rebecca than Billy, to me he doesn't look the best, but oh well. So look forward to that in DA! Enjoy!

Cindy was amazed at the size of the club. But what she was more amazed with was how Rebecca placed some extensions that made her hair look a bit longer to her shoulders and was layered and just how nicely she wore her makeup. "This place is amazing!" She shouted loud enough for Rebecca to hear her.

"I'm glad you like it." Rebecca looked around the people at the dance floor, not seeing Jill and Claire in sight anywhere. Then her gaze fell on one of the empty tables nearby. "Do you want to go have a seat?"

"Sure, let's go." Cindy replied, still looking around the place.

Rebecca took a seat on the chair across from Cindy and looked around once more, once again failing to see Jill and Claire. Though she did bother looking for at least Leon, since he told her himself he would be here, though he would probably be hanging out in the second floor.

"You know, I like how different you look with your extensions and makeup." Cindy commented.

"Really?" Rebecca looked at herself. "Do I really look that different?"

"Well, not exactly different." Cindy studied Rebecca's face more. "You just finally look older than 13 years old."

"Hmm, then I guess wearing makeup will actually make me appear 18 finally." Rebecca didn't see Leon anywhere and then looked at Cindy. "What about the extensions?"

"They just bring out a more feminine side of you, though they still keep that edgy look on you since they make your hair look layered."

"Yeah," Rebecca took one of her hair extensions out to see the length, only showing they were that of 10 inches long. "My hair may be short, but it's still not impossible for hair extensions, thankfully." She put it back where it belonged.

"Though either with short hair, extensions, or makeup you still look very pretty."Cindy then looked at her left shoulder. "By the way nice tattoo, I never noticed it."

Rebecca looked at the butterfly on her left lower part of her shoulder, caught off guard she mentioned it, and then looked up nervously. "Thanks, actually nobody knows about it. Only me."

"Why so?"

"Well, I know Claire and Jill would like it, but Mother Anne, Sister Maya and Father Gomez would go real nuts over it. I went and got it by myself when I turned 18."

"Wow, they must think you're that innocent." Cindy laughed, and then looked to the side, and noticed someone. "Hey, look! There's Leon and William." She pointed into the other side of the club. "You sure we won't get fired if they find us here?"

"No, besides, Leon's the one who suggested we'd come." Rebecca looked to where she pointed and was right. "So, William, huh?" Rebecca leaned her head sideways into her hand. "I thought his name was Billy."

"That's what he likes to go by most of the time, though I call him William whenever I feel like it." Cindy stared at the two men looking at the people dancing. "Why? Have you talked to him?"

"Oh, more than that." Rebecca didn't want to go much into detail remembering what he did earlier.

"More than that, you say?" Cindy gave Rebecca a look. "And just what was it that happened?"

"Uhh," Rebecca sat up straight. "Just answer me this, but . . . ." Rebecca began blushing little. "Is it normal for him to hit on the maids?"

"Not really. All he tells Ashley is what to do and what not to do with ironing his clothes, I make sure to let him be notified of what he needs to be, and there's times when he asks Mary what's for dinner because he's starving. He sometimes starts conversations with me and Mary. I mean I don't remember any hitting on or so—"Cindy stopped and realized what Rebecca had actually asked her. She looked at Rebecca, and gave her a teasing look. "Are you trying to say Billy hit on you once?"

"Twice. . . . along with a kiss to each, too." Rebecca corrected, not looking at Cindy. "First time he did I told him I was being sent away to work somewhere else. Second time was earlier today; when he found out I was working for Katherine."

Cindy gasped. "So, you're probably the one he was mumbling about."

Rebecca looked confused. "What do you mean by that?"

"When I told you he seemed a bit odd, he mumbled something about never knowing about a "her" anymore. I think the "her" he was talking about was probably you."

"Wow, that's a pretty good explanation." Rebecca tried to put together from that time in the elevator. She remembered Billy suddenly soften up a bit after she began to cry a little. But the explanation didn't really matter at the moment. Claire and Jill weren't around anywhere, she wasn't going to let Billy's presence distract her and Rebecca wanted to at least be here to have fun.

"Rebecca!"

Rebecca turned to see Pete coming up to her. "Pete!"

"How have you been?" Pete asked and looked over at Cindy. "And who's you're new lovely friend here?"

"Oh, Cindy, meet Pete, the club owner, and Pete, meet Cindy, my new friend." Rebecca said introducing them.

They both shook hand and introduced themselves.

Rebecca then realized she needed to ask something. "Hey, Pete? Have you seen Jill and Claire around anywhere?"

"Oh, no, I haven't." Pete looked around. "You mean you didn't come with them?"

"No, I was hoping to meet them here so I could introduce them to Cindy, here."

"Well, they might show up some other day." Pete looked at his watch. "Oh, gotta go, girls." Pete quickly left.

"He's a nice guy." Cindy commented.

"Yeah." Rebecca said looking away, lost in thought on why wouldn't Claire and Jill show up tonight. After a few minutes she dropped the thought and remembered she was here to have fun, not wonder. She then finally turned to Cindy. "So do you wanna go dance the night away?"

"Sure, I thought you'd never ask." Cindy said as she followed Rebecca into the dance floor.

"So do you see a "Victoria" anywhere?" Leon teased.

"No," Billy looked into the dance floor. "Not yet, I mean."

Leon laughed. "Look I don't think you'll find her in that crowd, just saying. Anyway, I invited—"

"Look." Billy pointed at the familiar girl. "That's her, and with a new friend."

Leon looked over to the girl he pointed at, and didn't make a comment, because he knew who that girl was. Leon looked at Billy, and then back at the girl and her friend. "Billy, man, that's actually—"

"Victoria." Billy interrupted. "It's Victoria. I remember her clearly, Leon."

Leon sighed and leaned back. "Sure, Billy. By the way this is all I'm going to let you know, but I think Victoria has a secret, alright?"

Billy didn't listen as he was starting to notice Victoria's friend looked a little familiar. "Wait a minute. . . ." Billy squinted and noticed her friend did in fact look familiar. "That's Cindy over there with her."

"Oh, really? Why do tell!" Leon didn't really show much emotion in that, but his hint at sarcasm.

"I think I'm going to have to talk to Cindy."

"Sure, whatever." Leon then drank some of the beer that sat in front of him. "Look, I've got a bet for you that I bet you can't complete, and if you don't, you'll have to pay me a serious big deal of money."

"A challenge bet, huh?" Billy looked interested. "What's up?"

"I challenge you to get both Rebecca and Victoria into bed all in one night." Leon laughed. "You'll never complete this one."

Billy smirked. "That's a piece of cake."

Leon laughed even harder. "No, it's not. But if you insist you can still try. I think I'm open for a thousand bucks, or million!"

"I will." Billy stood up from his seat. "For a start, I'll ask Cindy what's she doing here. This isn't a place for her."

"Caring much?" Leon joked.

"Rebecca, sorry, but I think I really need to disappear now." Cindy freaked out.

"But why?" Rebecca asked. "We we're just having fun."

"Billy spotted us," Cindy darted around."And I saw him coming this way."

"Cindy, it'll be alright, just—"

"Sorry," Cindy interrupted and began to leave. "I'll meet you back in a few."

Cindy walked away from Rebecca quickly and then suddenly got lost once the lights turned down, causing the place to be dark for a few seconds.

She felt someone's grip on her hand, and she looked up, not really being able to see who grabbed her hand.

Then the lights flashed back on, and she was pretty shocked to see Billy staring her down.

"Busted. . . ." Cindy mumbled.

"It sure kinda sucks we didn't go." Claire said sitting down on her bed, focusing on her toe nails.

"Yeah, bummer," Jill dried her wet hair and walked over to her bed. "But what's the point of going if it isn't going to be the same without Rebecca."

Claire looked for a nail polish in the drawer near her, and was satisfied to find the fuchsia color she loved. "You know, maybe we should try being responsible and get Father Gomez and Mother Anne to send us to the place Rebecca was sent."

"Sounds like a great idea, but let's be honest, we're not that responsible, and if we ever do decide to be responsible for ourselves, it'll take time, trust me."

"If you say it'll take time, then why not start now?" Claire blew on the toe nails she just painted and looked over at Jill. "I know I may not have in mind what I want to do as a career yet, but just partying every night doesn't seem like a good living." She switched feet once she was done blowing. "I know we still have that offer from Pete, but I don't think entertaining the crowd is a good as a job for me, only for having fun."

Jill sighed. "Well, alright. When do you wanna start this "growing up" thing?"

"How about first thing tomorrow?"

"Alright." Jill laid down and looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully. "You know, I actually would like to become a business woman one day. Sounds quite interesting with all the things you have to do." Jill quickly sat in realization. "I could even start a new company and build buildings for that!"

"Really?" Claire said and wondered about her future. "I plan on being a professional motorbike racer." She then laughed and laid back down.

Jill laughed as well. "Well, you are a bit too outgoing. I don't see why it doesn't fit you. Anything else in mind?"

Claire hummed in thought. "I guess some sort of daycare helper. I do love working with kids after all. . . ."

"You know, it's a good thing we're already planning our futures and not dying to leave this place for the club. I'm really proud of us."

"Well, I'm proud of us too." Claire closed her eyes for a bit.

Jill looked over to Claire, suddenly being quiet. "Say, Claire . . . . What's your brother like?"

"Chris?" Claire tried to think of anything to really say about Chris. "Well, it's been some time for me to be able to tell you about his appearance. But he's just normal older brother, very protective of me, always having the need to get me supplies."

"Hmm, he sounds like a good guy, then."

"Oh, he is." Claire then remembered about that doll. "Remember the doll you tried to fix the day Rebecca got her hair cut short just for standing up for me?"

Jill smiled a little at the memory of her kicking that boy's sorry ass, but then her smile left her. "Yeah, what about it."

"Chris is the one who got me that doll. That's why I cried when that boy destroyed it . . . because it—"

"—meant a lot to you." Jill completed. "I guess it makes perfect sense because you're not really the type to cry over a doll."

Claire rolled over onto her side to look at Jill better. "I wonder when will Rebecca decide to visit us. I hope she doesn't get her work time like Chris's."

"Yeah." Jill agreed. "Me too."

"So what did he do?" Rebecca asked Cindy, who was sitting still in her seat, drinking a fruit drink.

"He just stared me down." Cindy replied. "Then I escaped his grip." Cindy then gave Rebecca pleading look. "Rebecca, please, let's go. Besides I think I'm already fired."

"Calm down, besides Leon's here too, and he's the one who invited us here."

"But—" Cindy jolted her drink a certain way that cause it to splash over Rebecca's dress. She stared wide eyed at the stain. "Oh, no! Now I'm really fired!"

Rebecca stared at the huge purple stain that really stood out. "Alright, we can go now."

"Thank you." Cindy quickly got off her seat.

Just as Rebecca got off her seat and headed for the exit with Cindy, a strange man suddenly crept up to Rebecca and held her tightly close to him, causing her to lose track of Cindy.

Rebecca screamed and felt very scared near this strange man who looked homeless.

"You look so beautiful." He spoke and neared her face. "You have no idea how long I've been looking for you."

Rebecca looked away and closed her eyes real shut, hoping for whatever he was going to do to her to just end quick.

"Let her go!" A familiar voice shouted and Rebecca no longer felt his grip on her.

She opened her eyes and saw Billy had just punched the man, though he wasn't on the floor. The man turned around to see Billy, and punched him even harder, sending Billy to the floor as the man escaped.

Rebecca gasped, and slowly began to make her way to Billy who was knocked out on the floor, but Cindy had grabbed her before she could get any closer.

"Hurry, Rebecca let's go, before Billy wakes up and sees us here." Cindy said and quickly led Rebecca out.

"But . . . ." Rebecca silently spoke. "He saved me. . . ."

"I wanted to thank him."

I know, he didn't find out who "Victoria" ACTUALLY is, and for the sorta cliffhanger, but oh wells, there's always another chapter for that. Review!