The music was blasting from the black speakers in every corner. The fast beat went right along with Audrey's heart as she looked for Jem. Throughout the night she had kept her eye on him, waiting for the perfect moment to tell him her feelings. This was it, she told herself.
She spotted him.
He was walking down a long corridor to the back of club. Probably to go light up, Audrey thought as she followed him slowly. He made a left turn and out the back door. She crept towards the door, opened it, then peaked out to see which direction he had gone in.
That's when she saw some 5 foot nothing blonde skank groping him tightly. Her baby blue sparkly hooker dress clashed tackily with Jem's tailored Dior suit. They were looking into each other's eyes so lovingly though, that not even Audrey, the bitch herself, could interrupt.
She slipped back inside the door, unable to process what she had just seen. Why the hell would he choose a short blonde with a bad taste in clothes rather than Audrey, the perfect brunette stylish woman who in fact, was absolutely perfect for him.
But the self pity was over. Time for a scheme. And she knew just the person to help her.
***Sorry it's so short! I've been having writers block lately and I'm trying to get past this party.
Xoxo
Gossip Girl