Chapter 5: Talking Body

Reagan POV

After the blonde accepted my invitation she grabbed my hand and brought me out onto the floor. I had at least another half hour for break and I planned to spend it dancing with her. The song changed to Talking Body by Tove Lo.

"This is my song," I told her.

And with that and the next twenty minutes I spent grinding on her. Her moves killing me, I wanted to take her home so badly. She helped me forget my problems.

The clock struck one and she told me she had to go. I told her I'd only let her go if she gave me her digits. She wrote it on my arm, kissed my cheek, and then took off with some guy and a short blonde. I assumed that was the couple that dragged the blonde along and they were so cute together. They had my thanks for bringing this blonde along anyway.

At 1:10 am, Reagan decided to get back into the DJ booth to start spinning. But first she had to copy down the blondes digits on her arm into her phone. As Reagan pushed her sleeve back and turned her wrist she was reminded of the mistake she made three weeks ago seeing a huge scar go perpendicular on her wrist.

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Amy POV

"Who was that? Were you getting it on with the DJ" Shane asked Amy.

"Maybe" Amy replied with a stupid grin on her face.

"Wait for me!" Lauren yelled. She was limping. The new shoes she wanted to break in tuned out to be of the poorest quality. The right heel broke off and the left one's strap broke off in the first hour of being there. But seeing all the free drinks Lauren was getting she was not complaining… that much.

Being the only one sober Amy got in the car, with Lauren in the passenger side. She sighed knowing the only thing to look forward to is Lauren's comments about how bad a driver she is. She throws her purse down and starts the car. But the only thing she hears is Lauren's gasp.

"Amy! What is that?"

Amy looks down for a split second and sees the plastic bag of coke spilled out from her open purse. She must have forgotten to zip it back up when she retrieved the pen to write down her digits for the DJ.

Yeah, maybe Amy should have waited for it till tomorrow.