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MINI POV

A text to Liv.

Get ur fucking dance shoes on. We r going out.

I took a swig from the bottle of vodka sitting on my dresser, then turned back to my mascara. Took another swig then moved onto my hair. I didn't give a fuck about Matty or Franky or any of them. Tonight I was going out and proving him wrong. Tonight I was going out and finding the fittest guy in the club and leaving with him. Because I was Mini McGuiness and every guy there was going to want me.

By the time I stumbled my way into the club I had worked my way through the bottle of vodka and started on another. The music was pumping and I pushed my way into the middle of the heaving mass of bodies that was the dance floor. I could feel the music in my heart, buzzing, and blanking any thoughts in my head. Perfect. A guy moved towards me, grabbing me by the hips and pulling me towards him. I didn't even see his face just slid up next to him and began to grind. Over his shoulder I saw Liv, sitting in a corner with Nick, Grace and Rich. She was looking straight at me with a look of warning. I ignored her. Somewhere in my drunken mind a voice told me that if they were here, there was a chance that Franky and Matty were nearby too but I quickly blanked it out with another gulp from my bottle. The boy leant down to me and before I knew it we were drunkenly, clumsily making out. What did I care? He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me away from the mass of people, pushing through the bathroom door. He pushed me up onto the basin and continued to kiss me, fumbling in his pockets for something. That little voice was back, but it was screaming at me now, and without the music surrounding me it was more difficult to drown it out but instead I grabbed his collar and pulled him closer to me. Moving away to take a breath he looked into my face. I could smell the alcohol on his breath but I was probably ten times worse. Smiling he lifted up a little bag of white pills. I hesitated only a second before smiling yes at him. He opened the bag, placing a small white pill onto his tongue and kissing me. I didn't even feel it as I swallowed it down.

Later as I moved around the club, from random boy to random boy, my mind would not let me completely escape, no matter how much vodka or how many pills I drowned it in. I would be dancing, free, forgetful and then out of the corner of my eye I would spot a petite figure or a tousled head or a pair of eyes and my mind would flip back to her. Was she here?

I was proving Matty wrong, I was proving them all wrong. Every boy here wanted me and I wanted them. But the drinking and the kissing wasn't making me feel better.

Suddenly through the crowd I spotted Matty. He was standing still, staring at me, the coloured lights flashing around him. He seemed oblivious to the moving mass of people around him. Our eyes locked and I stopped dancing, stepping away from the boy I was with. It felt like we stared each other down for hours, everything around us moving in blurred slow motion. Then behind him I spotted Franky pushing her way through the crowd. To him. She stood next to him, looking from him to me. Matty noticed where I was looking and raised his eyebrows questioningly. In answer I spun around and grabbed the boy, who had been trying to pull me back to him, and kissed him full on the mouth. I pulled him around so I could watch Matty's reaction over his shoulder. But Matty was gone, disappeared into the crowd, leaving Franky standing there alone staring at me. Her eyelids fluttered slightly, betraying some form of emotion but I was too drunk to read it properly. Everything was spiralling out of control. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. The music was pounding in my head, the lights were flashing too quickly. Suddenly the presence of this random boy was too much. The smell of the alcohol on him was making me feel sick.

I pushed him away roughly and stumbled away from the crowd ignoring his angry shouts behind me. The pushed past people, shoving them out of the way and paying no attention to the pushes and shoves I received back. I burst out the side door of the club into an alley filled with dustbins and rubbish spread across the cobbles. Throwing myself against the wall I threw up violently. I fell to my knees gasping for breaths of cold night air. When I heard the sound of the door behind me bursting open I rolled over to sit leaning against the dustbin. The edge of my dress was covered in dirt and my hair was straggling over my face. Mascara was running down my cheeks. I must have looked a horrible mess.

I glanced up groggily to see Liv standing above me. She reached out a hand. Taking a few calming breaths I took it, pulling myself into a standing position. I wobbled on my heels, grabbing Liv's arm for support. Comfortingly she brushed my hair off my face and whipped some tears from my cheeks. I sniffed, looking up at her pathetically.

"This is the sort of stunt I would pull" she said laughing. I smiled back as I heard more voices entering the alley. I stood up straight and organised my clothes a bit, trying to look less pathetic. Through the door came Nick, Rich, Grace and Alo. I smiled at them pulling on my mask again.

"We followed Liv out here, it's getting a bit boring in there really" said Grace, wrapping an arm around Rich's waist. She smiled at me and I nodded thanks to her, for being subtle about checking up on me. I wanted to be the centre of attention but never as the freakshow.

"Yeah great big fucking waste of time" muttered Rich. Alo laughed.

"He's just grumpy that he got more attention from the ladies with his hair like that than he did before." Everyone laughed while Rich scowled.

We were interrupted by the door opening again as Franky and Matty pushed through.

"Alright?" asked Franky awkwardly. Everyone looked from her to me, aware that the question was intended for me.

"Of course" I answered brightly. Matty stood beside Franky looking at me darkly. Seriously, that boy had so many problems! The atmosphere in the alley was awful, people shuffling awkwardly and staring at the feet. I wrapped my arm through Liv's and pulled her towards the street.

"Come on, let's go find a better party" I shouted over my shoulder. The others followed behind me as we walked out onto the street. I could still hear the music from inside the club and the noise of people lining up. As the others caught up to us I turned around, grabbing Grace by the arm too. We laughed as we stumbled down the street, past all the people. I knew that Matty and Franky were behind us, walking together probably talking quietly to each other. The thought suddenly struck me that I had no idea whether Matty had told her about our moment in the park, about his suspicions.

My thoughts were interrupted by a shout from behind me.

"Mini! Mini is that you? Oh my God I can't believe it!" said a high pitched, excited voice. I turned around in surprise. A bubbly little blonde figure was bouncing towards me. She shoved past the others and wrapped me in a hug, almost knocking me off my feet.

"Oh my God. Lottie?" I asked disbelievingly. She pulled back grinning from ear to ear.

"So...are you going to introduce me to your friends?" she asked. Her eyes fell upon Nick. "Oooh...definitely introduce me to your friends." I could only laugh at the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, except Nick who looked like all his Christmases had come at once.

I wrapped my arms around Lottie and smiled at everyone.

"Guys, this is my cousin..."

"Carlotta. Carlotta Swan," she said dramatically holding out her hand. I rolled my eyes. She noticed and grinned again. "But everyone just calls me Lottie."

"...Lottie, this is the gang."