{ARRIVING AT THE CLUB}
Bri- I'm not twenty one.
John-as long as your with me then aint nobody worried about your age.
Bri- coolness
John-(grabs Bri's hand and they head inside the club following Randy's lead.)
Randy- I'll buy the first round.
(john and bri sit down at the table where the other superstars and divas were. John introduced bri to everybody.)
A.J- bri I love your shoes.
Bri- thanks I like yours to. I have to admit I'm a converse freak.
A.J- me to.
(Randy comes back with five beers and two rounds and shots. Bri chugs one down.)
Bri- who hasn't had a drink in their life.
Randy- Okay, I've might have pegged you wrong Bri, we will see how you do with BODY SHOTS!
(he says so everybody knew what was up. I looked over at Randy like "come on dude really she is knew to the game")
BRIS POV
Bri- I'm down who's first.
( i laid across the table exposing my stomach. Randy did the first body shot. His tongue slowly gracing the surface of my stomach sending chills through my body. After every superstar did a shot on me and a couple of rounds later I was tipsy. The only people from our group left was Ted, Randy, Me, and John. The song cyclone came on and I grabbed john's hand and took him to the dance floor. He smirked and winked at Randy as he was being pulled away. He put his hands on my hips and I grinded on him. He buried his face in my neck. John went up to the bar to pay the tab while Randy headed out to the hotel. Slowly, she picked her way out into the parking lot, her legs wobbly. She felt flushed, a common side effect of alcohol with her. The world didn't really obey the same laws as it did when she was sober, either. Her vision felt like it was tilted sideways constantly. Leaning her head back against the bricks of the building, Bri closed her eyes, hoping to stop the spinning sensation that had taken over.