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"You girls are lucky I don't call your parents to tell them that you were fraternizing with foreign MEN! Men! You girls are only sophomores! What are you going to turn into if you stay on this path…"

That was officially when I tuned out. I had heard the "where do you want your life to go?" speech a few times. Victoria and I received it daily it seemed at school.

Victoria turned to me and her lips mouthed Madame Charmon's every word perfectly. I gave her a devilish grin and she returned it. She then glanced past me and gave someone a piercing glare. I had once been on the receiving end of that glare and I knew it to be her "don't mess with me" look. I followed her eyes and saw Madame Charmon's little husband Jack, now looking at the ground. I assumed that was not where he was looking prior to Victoria's behavior.

I glanced back at her and she tore her eyes from him to look at me. She sighed angrily. When we reached our suite Madame Charmon didn't allow the other girls to come into Vic's and my room. Jordan gave our French teacher a look that seemed to surprise her. Jordan then squared her shoulders and walked to her door without a word to anyone, Amelia followed. Jenny and Lily gave me a sad look and I kissed them on the cheeks in the French way to infuriate Madame Charmon ever more and marched into my room. Victoria came in after me and shut the door. She more like slammed it. I heard our French teacher's loud barking complaints through the door and they got quieter as she went down the hall to her own room that wasn't a suite.

I plopped down on the couch and then groaned as I had to get back up and drag my designer suitcase closer. I flipped open the top and drug out a pair of comfy black sweat pants. They were old and worn out which made them very soft. They also smelled very nice because I washed them so often.

I pulled on a bright yellow sports bra over the halter top and pulled the new silk shirt out from under it. I hung it up on one of the gold hangers that was in the closet and went to the large bathroom to remove my make up.

When I came out of the bathroom I saw Victoria sitting on one of the chairs. She seemed to be concentrating on the glass top of the coffee table. I walked to the kitchen of the suite and put on some water to boil. I went to my suitcase and grabbed out a small Tupperware container and took it to the kitchen.

"Those guys were beautiful," she said unexpectedly. Her voice was really quiet and she had turned around in her chair to look at me in the kitchen. She let her arms hang over the back of the chair and rested her chin on top of it.

"Yep," I said, winking at her. "The one that was looking at you was gorgeous."

She couldn't help but smile. "You got to kiss that other guy." She kind of frowned at this. "I think I am going to have to borrow that shirt I bought you."

I tossed my head back and laughed, my long hair tickling my bare back. "You know you wouldn't fit into it."

She grabbed her boobs and a mock scowl came onto her face. "Shut up, that's what plastic surgery is for."

"If that's what you want to do then good luck to you," I said raising an eyebrow at her. I knew she wouldn't be that drastic.

The teapot started to whistle and I walked over to it. I lifted it off the hot surface and the sound died into a low sigh. I grabbed two mugs from one of the cupboards and placed them on the counter.

"Do you think we'll ever see them again?" she asked me and I could hear the eagerness in her voice. She wanted to see them again; I still hadn't made up my mind. They were all beautiful and older than us but I couldn't get the glint of red in his eyes out of my mind.

I placed a tea bag in one of the mugs and filled it with water. I pulled on the string and watched the tea bag bob up and down before sinking to the bottom. I put a spoon in it. I then scooped out some hot chocolate powder from the Tupperware box I had packed and tossed it in the other mug. I could feel Victoria's eyes on me.

"Ao?" she asked again. (Pronounced Ay-oh)

I poured the water into the hot-chocolate powder and stirred it. When the surface no longer had chunks of chocolate at the top I picked up both mugs and handed one to Victoria on my way past her. I walked back into the bathroom and picked up one of the black hair ties. I pulled my hair up into a big bouncing messy bun. I sipped on the hot chocolate in my mug.

I walked back out of the bathroom and saw Victoria stirring her tea. "We'll see them again." She turned around to look at me.

"Took you long enough," she said. "I thought you were having another headache." I got pretty bad headaches. "Why do you think so?"

"Because he said so when he kissed my wrist," I sighed.

Victoria tried to hide a smile by sipping on her tea. "Mhm." She almost choked on her tea to keep herself from laughing at the glare I was giving her.

"Shut up Vic, you were in a trance staring at the one in front of you!" I accused.

That definitely got her to stop laughing. "So," she said shrugging. "I was trying to guess how he would look naked."

That made me pause and she gave me a wolfish smile. "Oh-kay, thanks for sharing," I laughed.

I sat down on my bed and pulled the covers over my legs. She turned on the lamp beside the bed and zipped around to turn off all the lights in the big suite. When only the lamp was giving off light she jumped into the other bed and pulled up her covers like I had.

"I am pretty sure his lower half would be huge, if you know what I mean." She said as she turned off the lamp and set her empty tea mug next to mine.

"That's lovely," I murmured while closing my eyes and taking out my hair band.

"Ao…" she whispered. I wished she would stop talking, I was so tired.

"Hmm…" was all I could manage.

"I love you girl, you're my best friend." She said softly and I could hear sleep entering her voice.

"I love you too, Vic," I said. It took a lot for me to say I loved a person. I wasn't one who offered up love quickly, especially after my parents had died. I had learned you lose people you love. I also didn't admit I was sorry. I stood by my decisions. That was one of the reasons Victoria and I had gotten into a big fight only a month after I started at Berkley Boarding School.

The next morning was terrible. We woke to the thud of Jordan's fist and got an earful of her ranting and ravings before Victoria jumped into the shower. I was left to soothe Jordan. She eventually left our room after several assurances that we were going to sneak out tonight for my birthday. When Victoria finally got out of the shower I jumped in and the water was too cold to scorch myself. I was a little frustrated at Vic for taking away part of my daily routine but got over it as the water turned to almost ice.

I wrapped a towel around my dripping/shivering body and went over to the sink to brush my teeth and apply my scarce make-up. I decided to put on some golden eye shadow and lined my top lid with brown. I twisted my hair into another French knot and decided to let it dry naturally.

I emerged from the bathroom in my towel to see all of my friends in our suite's sitting area. I walked out of the room and over to one of my four suitcases and started to dig through them. I picked a white knee-length peasant skirt and a white off the shoulder top with yellow flowers on it. I thought it looked very hippy and relaxed. I slipped on a pair of straw heels and was ready to go.

I walked out of the room and back into the sitting area. They all greeted me and I sat on Amelia's lap as we awaited Madame Charmon's knuckles to rap on the door. We didn't have to wait long.

Lily opened the door for her and she came into the room looking happy for once. She looked over my skirt and gave me a small smile. Why did I have the sudden urge to go change into a miniskirt and tube top?

"Bonjour mes filles," she said with a wide smile. "J'adore Paris!" She threw her arms out and spun around. She stumbled and fell into Victoria's lap. (French translation: Hello my girls…I love Paris)

Jack came in after her. "That's where she went," he muttered as he yanked her tall stocky frame off of a disgusted Victoria.

"She's been into the Vodka hasn't she?" I had leaned in and smelt her breath when I tried to help Victoria with the weight of our teacher.

Jack gave me a hard look. "I won't ask how you know it was Vodka on her breath if you don't tell your parents about this."

"My parents are dead so you don't have to worry about that," I stated dryly, looking at our drunken teacher. The room had gone very still and the silence was almost palpable.

His eyes lingered on me once again and I felt uncomfortable. "Oh…well…I can trust you girls won't tell anyone if I let you go off on your own today. I can't speak a word of this damned language and I am sure you would all ditch me anyways." He was correct, that was exactly what we would have done. "Just stay relatively close. She says you all are her top students and know the language very well. I am sure you could find your way back. Be back here around…" he checked his watch. "let's say… 5:30 for dinner. Don't be late."

He dragged his drunken wife out of our room and I looked around at all the thrilled faces around me as the heavy door clicked shut.

"Well ladies," I said with a sly grin. "Alone in Paris with 5 lovely gals like yourselves…I am pretty sure we could have a mighty good time." They all laughed as we walked out our door and laced our arms together.

We went from shop to shop and Victoria's hair got a few odd glances. Vic had even tried to get Lily to kiss her so she could mortify an old woman on the street that had given her particularly stern looks. Lily blushed and refused flat out.

Jenny was having trouble controlling herself in Paris. So many names, so many brands, so much money on daddy's credit card. Amelia asked us if we would mind if she shoplifted.

Lily asked her why she would do something like that when she was carrying over 500 dollars in cash on her. We all rolled our eyes and left it up to the patient Jenny to explain the thrill of doing something illegal.

I went into a shop and bought a hot, revealing outfit and had the store send my clothes that I was wearing and other bags back to my hotel room. They would do stuff like that for you when you spent over 1,000 euros in one go. I had bought a white tube top and some faded jean capris that had holes in them.

I had fun by hitting on guys with my right hand girl, Vic. We would give cute ones a look that would make the cockiest guy blush. We laughed as each and every one of them took a double take. Vic always said they were looking at me but I countered by telling her they were staring at her hair.

5:30 had come much too quickly and we all drug our feet up to our hotel floor. We knocked on Madame Charmon's door and it was thrust open almost instantly. I looked in the small, but very nice room and saw Jack looking from us to his wife nervously.

"And what, pray tell," she glared at us. "Gave you all the idea you could leave the hotel without my, or my husband's permission?"

He hadn't told her. That much was obvious. His old droopy eyes locked on mine and they were silently pleading with me. I knew no one was going to say anything unless I did. I was the master liar and they always followed my lead in these situations.

I looked at Jack as we all stood there silently. He was a low, creepy little man who looked at me and my friends funny. I would enjoy seeing him yelled at for doing what he did and trying to leave all the blame on us. Unfortunately I couldn't let that happen. I would have rather taken the blame myself than let someone weaker than me get yelled at by the human medusa.

"We did get your permission," I said to her but looked straight at him. I saw him tense, as if preparing himself. My eyes snapped back to my teacher. "You came into our room this morning and told us you were going to let us go out by ourselves today because you weren't feeling quite yourself." I cocked my head to the side curiously.

Madame Charmon looked worried now. Her eyes darted to each of the girls behind me who I could guess were nodding in unison.

Madame Charmon cleared her throat nervously. "Well…it's a good thing you're back. Go get changed for dinner we will have to leave soon if we have any plans of getting in at a nice restaurant." She seemed to struggle to pick up her brisk squawking manner again.

We all nodded and she shut the door quickly. "Nice one," Jordan said quietly in my ear.

"Thanks," I muttered back.

"Why didn't you just tell her the old creep let us go?" Amelia asked me.

"Did you want to listen to her snipe at him all night? And this way she'll know we all have one up on her, she'll never give us detention again." Victoria grinned evilly. I had had the same thought. I could turn almost any situation to my advantage.

"Wow, you really are good," said Jordan with an appreciative nod.

"If you thought that was good you should see her procrastinate!" Jenny barked out. "She can side-track anybody on this earth, no matter how determined you are to get her to do something."

I gave a sad smile at this. My mom said the same thing when I was little. Foot-rubs were a really good way of getting out of going to bed on time.

We all went to our rooms and slipped on little black dresses. I let down my hair and it was wavy and wild because of the knot it had dried in. It looked really good so I flipped my head over and hair-sprayed it. It fell over my bare shoulders and I decided to add a little glow to my snowy skin by adding a bit of pale pink rose colored shimmer on my collar bones and shoulders.

I slipped on heels and headed out the door. That night we ate at a Stella Maris, it was very fancy and the food was incredible. We didn't eat very much because we were all planning on sneaking out tonight and I wanted to have a lot of room for cake and desserts and wanted to be comfortable in out tight jeans.

Madame Charmon didn't ask us about only eating half of our food even though I knew the waiters would find it rude. She was pretty sure we had seen her drunk and wanted on our good side. I could tell, not because she was saying nice things to us, but the lack of her rude reprimanding comments.

We walked back to the hotel and I was bubbling on the inside. Jordan, Amelia, Victoria and I were all very calm on the exterior but Jenny and Lily were grinning like the village idiots. I saw Jordan give them several reproachful looks but it took Victoria's eyes to wipe the smiles off their faces.

"Goodnight girls," Madame Charmon yawned and we all nodded wearily, hamming it up a bit, and headed to our separate rooms.

"When do we leave?" I asked Vic.

"In an hour. We have to get ready first." She whispered as we shut the door. We ran to the bathroom and plugged in the curling irons and set out the make up.

I took the eye liner pencil and made a very thin line of black around my eyes. I brushed on the mascara that made my eyelashes look extremely long and took very dark gray eye shadow and brushed it over my large eyelid.

The combination of black and smoky gray made my steel-blue eyes look captivating and I smiled while applying clear lip glossy that made my lips look wet and delicious. With my hair, I left it down and did the same large spirals as I had the night before. The soft bouncing curls cascaded down my back and tickled my bare shoulders and arms and it made me shiver.

I then changed back into the outfit I had bought earlier: the white tube top and the faded holey jean capris. I slipped on some strappy hot pink stilettos that made my legs look even longer and leaner. I threw my make-up and shampoo bags into one of my suitcase and zipped them all shut.

Vic had curled her hair out and she now had an 80's rock star look going for her. She looked great. She also had gone out of her element with dark winged eyeliner that made her look incredibly feline. I laughed as she growled at me. We opened our door and tiptoed down the still lit-up hallway to Jenny and Lily's room. They opened the door quietly and Lily looked even more excited and I think Jen was restraining herself from laughing like a maniac. We tiptoed to the "serious ones" room and it was a relief to have Jordan and Amelia looking calm instead of grinning from ear to ear.

"Are you two ready?" Vic asked them.

"Duh," they said together.

We tiptoed to the elevator and pressed the down button. When the doors closed we all visibly relaxed. We weren't going to get caught. We were home free! When the elevator doors opened we all strutted out of it, feeling the thrill of the possibility of getting in trouble.

"Where are we going?" asked Lily. She appeared to have already dismissed her former worries.

"To any bar we can find!" answered Amelia with a relish of her arms. We all threw our heads back and laughed. The bellman gave us a slow up and down look and tipped his hat at us. Jenny pretended to curtsey.

We walked in the dark streets for quite a while, looking for a good place to go. We all had pointed at various pubs we saw but one of us always had a problem with it: too old, too trashy, too wild. Finally we came across a very modern looking building with black doors that were held open by two very large men. We could see the strobe lights and hear the music pounding from within.

"Bonjour," I said to the guard and attempted to walk past. I felt a hand wrap around my thin arm and said "Shit," under my breath. I was turned around to look up at a really tall guard.

"You're too young," he said with accented English. Was it that obvious where we were from?

"Oh come on now," I said, flashing him a smile I knew worked on all men. "Are you really gonna send me away?" He gave me a slow lazy smile.

"How old are you?" his accent was very present.

"She's sixteen tonight," answered Lily, she was looking very nervous again.

"We're going to have a celebration tonight," Vic said. I don't know what I would have done without her. She was always on the same level as I was.

"I'll bet you are," he said with the same smile still on. He still hadn't released my arm.

"Yeah, well, wouldn't want to miss getting her wasted," Jordan said as she pushed me into the club and the guy reluctantly let go of my arm.

"You shouldn't do that to all the guys you meet," said Victoria. "Some of 'um seem to have trouble letting you go." It was a warning in the form of humor but I took note of it.

In the club I didn't drink at all. I was never really into drinking and had felt it's affects before and wasn't too eager to repeat my mistake. Instead I danced. Victoria and I had had guys yanking us away from each other the whole night but we always found each other after every song. We were exhausted after two hours and went to find the other girls. Lily had succumbed to peer pressure and I saw several empty shots in front of her and Amelia. Amelia was smoking a cigarette and talking to a bar tender. Lily on the other hand had--unsurprisingly--turned out to be a light-weight. She was hanging on the neck of some guy that looked just as slammed as her.

"I think you've had enough, Lils," Victoria said as she pulled Lily off the guy's neck. Lily groaned and reached out to the man who reached out to her. He reached back and I helped Vic pull Lily back.

"Awww…come on guys," she slurred, trying to break our hold.

"She's definitely wasted," Victoria said, raising her eyebrow and wrinkling her nose as Lily's breath hit us. She had had tequila. Lovely.

We found Jordan and she grabbed Amelia. I darted into the dancing bodies to find Jenny. I think she had had too much to drink too. She was in the process of taking her shirt off.

"Come on Jenny!" I yelled over the music. Someone's hand closed over my wrist I turned around to see a drunk guy pulling me towards him. He looked like he was built to be a linebacker he was so muscular. Oh Shit, was my only thought. I wrapped my hand around Jen's arm and pulled her towards the edge of the crowd and pushed her towards Victoria who had Lily hanging on her shoulders. Victoria caught her arm and pulled her out of the crowd. The guy who was still attached to my wrist yanked me close and I stifled an enraged groan. I stepped on his toe hard and leaped away before he could profess.

I slung Jen's arm around my shoulders and shifted her weight so I could help her walk.

"That was really fun guys," Lily said cheerfully from behind me as we walked out the doors. I felt the one guard's eyes rack over my body and fought back a gag.

"You had a little too much fun, Lils," said Jordan sternly. "You knew you couldn't take that much booze and you still tried. I know you're going to have one of the worst headaches known to mankind in the morning."

I don't think Lily comprehended anything Jordan said as we continued walking. I slowly realized these streets didn't look familiar. Maybe it was the black of the night but I didn't recognize anything. I stopped walking and Jenny jerked back as her slow reactions kicked in. I heard the others stop behind me. I turned my head from side to side, looking for anything that would hint at the direction of our hotel.

"Does anybody know how to get back?" said Amelia, echoing my thoughts.

"Oh. My. Eff-ing. Gosh." said Jenny slowly. "We don't have any clue where we are, do we?"

None of us felt it was necessary to answer. We all knew we were lost.

"This is just fabulous," I heard Vic growl.

"Let's go sit down over there," said Jordan. I saw Jordan start over to a deserted café with patio tables out front. Come to think of it, the whole street was deserted. There was no one to even ask for directions to the Hotel De Crillon.

I dragged Jenny over to the table and dumped her carefully into a chair. Victoria did the same with Lily. The rest of us sat down. I was just about to propose a plan to go down streets with lights and try to find some sort of cab when Jen gripped my wrist, hard.

She was staring behind me and I turned to see the 6 beautiful pale men approaching us slowly.

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