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Four POV
Zeke doesn't care that I would rather not be drunk tonight. He drags me to the Lounge at 10:00; two hours before they close. He makes me wear something reasonably nice. We leave to the Lounge in a cab that smells of smoke and vomit. The smell makes me want to vomit.
When we pull up to the Lounge, I'm surprised at how busy it is. Based off the name, I assumed it was a classier bar, not a place for young adults to rendezvous. Zeke practically drags me in, showing the bouncer our ID's on the way in.
The inside is packed with people, making the building hot and humid and making me claustrophobic. People dance (if you can call it dancing) together while drinking.
"Look at all the babes!" Zeke yells over the noise of the music. I roll my eyes, but I hate to admit he was right. Zeke leads me to the bar where we spot Christina.
"Hey!" She waves at us from where she leans over the counter of the bar. The guy she was talking to turns to look at us, glaring. Christina must say something because the guy stops glaring. We hurry over to Christina, weaving through the mass of bodies.
"This is my boyfriend Will" Christina says as she mixes some sort of drink.
"Hey hot stuff, can you hurry up with those drinks?" A man yells at Christina. She looks away from him and rolls her eyes.
"I never caught your names, did I?" she asks.
"Oh, yeah. I'm Zeke and this is Four" Zeke says.
"A number for a name. I like it" Christina laughs, making another drink.
"So you're new here?" Will asks.
"Yeah. Just got here this morning" I say.
"Nice. Where you from?" he asks.
"Chicago. We took a couple years break and now we're going to college next year here" Zeke answers.
"Cool, us too. Along with some of our other friends" Will says. Christina comes back after delivering some drinks.
"Hey, Five, I could use some help!" Christina yells across the bar. Five? A blonde girl hurries over to Christina.
"This is Ally. We call the staff here by numbers. It's supposed to be for safety, but I don't really get it" Christina says quieter, so quietly I can barely hear her.
"Huh. Ok" Zeke says.
"Ally, this is Zeke and Four" Christina says. Ally waves before Christina gives her instruction and they get to work.
"We're really busy down here, but you can probably get a drink faster at the other end. Six will help you" Ally or Five, or whatever says.
"Great" Zeke says. We walk to the other end which is just as busy, but it seems to be going faster. Zeke spies two seats open at the bar and races to get them, beating a guy with greasy black hair with a blonde slut in tow.
"I was going to take those" he growls.
"Well, you snooze you lose" Zeke repeats his favorite saying as a kid. The guy glares at us.
"Lay off, Peter" a pretty blonde bartender says.
"Oh, shut up, T-" he starts.
"Leave, Peter" she snaps. Peter turns on his heal and stalks off with his girl. "Sorry, angry ex-boyfriend." the girl apologizes. She looks at us with recognition. Maybe Christina told her about us; they seem like they're friends.
"No problem" Zeke says, smiling. The girl is wearing a black tank top from as far as I can see.
"What can I get you?" she asks.
"Well, for starters, your name?" Zeke says hopefully. I can't believe he's flirting even though he has Shauna. The girl only laughs, her long hair draping across her shoulders.
"It's Six" she answers.
"I meant your real name" Zeke says.
"Confidential" she says with a wink. "So what can I get you?"
"Two shots of Vodka" Zeke says before I can open my mouth. I glare at him.
"Coming right up" she says. I watch as she pours the shots with expert swiftness. It's like she's dancing around the bar; grabbing the Vodka and pouring it before turning around and putting it back. It's entrancing.
She places the shots in front of us and helps other people.
"Bottoms up" Zeke says, grinning. I down the shot in one gulp, the liquid burning my throat.
"I think I like it here" I say out of the blue.
"Here at the Lounge? That's the first" Zeke says.
"I meant California" I say.
"You try to deny it, but you like these California girls" he says, a triumphant smile across his face. I punch his arm. "Oh, right. You're still upset after Beatrice." I can't disagree, so I only roll my eyes. Six walks by, and I see something flick across her features before it's gone.
"I never said that" I say.
"I know. It's obvious" Zeke says. I can only roll my eyes again.
"I'm ready to move on, I just want to find the right person" I defend myself.
"The best way to do that is some dirty dancing" Zeke teases.
"You go ahead, I'll stay here" I say.
"Fine" Zeke says.
Zeke leaves me and after a few minutes, a different blonde sits next to me. A lot of blondes in California. She's wearing a black tank top and black jeans, a small apron tied across her hips reading 'The Lounge' in a purple fancy font.
"Hey, I'd hate to see a hot guy sitting alone" she flirts.
"Uh, okay?" I say uncertainly.
"So, you must be new around here?" she says, leaning towards me.
"Yeah" I say, subtly leaning back. I can smell smoke from her lips.
"Eight! What are you doing, you're supposed to be working!"Six snaps. 'Eight' scrambles away mouthing later to me.
"Thanks" I say to Six. I look at the clock and it reads 11:30. The Lounge has started to quiet down, but I can still see Zeke partying and grinding with some girl. Disgusting.
"Yeah, she's a slut. her name's Maggie" Six says. I laugh.
"Okay."
"So you don't talk much, do you?" she asks.
"My friends know how loud I can be" I answer. She laughs. It sounds familiar.
"So, you probably have some girlfriend who worships your very feet, yes?" she asks. Almost the same exact words Tris first said to me when I was first flirting with her.
"Used to" I laugh. I did have one experimental girlfriend after Tris, but she was way too clingy. Six's smile falters a little. "You have a boyfriend who worships you?"
"Not exactly" she says.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask as she pulls out a beer for herself.
"We're not dating, but he likes me" she says flatly. Something must have happened between them.
"Closing time!" a voice yells.
"Sorry, you have to go" she says.
"Wait, what's your name?" I ask.
"I don't give my name out to half drunk men" she answers.
"I'm not drunk or half drunk" I say.
"Maybe if you come back" she says smiling.
"When do you work again?" I ask.
"Tomorrow, same time" Six answers
"In that case, I'll see you soon."
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