FASH: Well anyways, here we are, and as I promised last chapter, there will be more kisses in this chapter. (Puckers lips and bats eyelashes cutely.)
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After the rather long swim, Katie, Roxie and Eve headed back to their hotel to have some lunch, and get ready for that night where they'd go to a club called Neon Skyz. Katie didn't notice Eve and Roxie talking to Michael, telling him where they were going and when, if she did, she would have wondered what the hell was going on.
"Okay then, do I get to open Roxie's gift now?" Roxie looked over to Eve, who gave a nod and Katie happily pounced on the present that had been placed in the corner. 'Remember, card first.' She picked up the card and began reading it aloud. "To perk you up, I thought I'd give you something everybody loves, sugar! And once you get over the sugar high, I hope you have a happy birthday." She looked over the top of the card at Roxie who was smiling happily. "Roxie, you are an odd, odd child." She began tearing into the wrapping paper. "COFFEE!" She hugged onto the large canister of coffee happily. "Sure, hug the coffee, not me." Roxie pouted and crossed her arms. "Aw. You know I love you, you gave me coffee." "Okay guys, enough chit chat, Katie, get into that outfit you bought yesterday, bring the zip up sweater along too, just tie it around your waist." Eve instructed as she, Roxie and Katie began changing for the club.
"So, how do I look?" Katie asked, striking a pose. "Sexy." Roxie commented, she was wearing a pink tank top and a pink pleated skirt, while Eve was wearing a dark green tube top and a black mini skirt.
"You're going to be the most modestly dressed girl at the club." Eve observed, and she was right. They had arrived at Neon Skyz when the sun was just beginning to set, all around them there were girls in short skirt and tight tops, and guys in baggy pants and tight shirts. "Hey guys, funny thing bumping into you here." They heard a voice, Katie turned around in surprise, there was Michael, out of his usual baseball attire and wearing a pair of dark blue skater pants and a black button up top, the top six buttons undone, Katie had to physically restrain herself from drooling, and Michael was having the same problem.
Precious was glaring angrily at the grey eyed girl, she was around the corner and soon would be in the building, ready to put her plan into action, if that Katie girl wasn't around, Michael couldn't be her toy.
They were in the club, Katie was mindlessly applying lip chap. "Michael?" The man beside her turned and she shoved her lip balm in his face. "It says it tastes like cherry, but I don't trust it, could you tell me if it does?" Katie might not have asked the question if she had been fully sober, she'd had one long island iced tea, and she was quickly going on her way to being completely smashed.
'Here's my chance.' "I know a better way to find out if it tastes like cherries." Michael said with an appealing smile.
FASH: Little cliff hanger there, although I'm sure you know what's going to happen, this is Michael we're talking about. Review!