Eoghan Quigg makes a cameo appearance in this one… I couldn't resist. It's Emmett again!
Introducing…
Emmett:
I didn't know where we were. Haze, vodka, Muse, Rose turning up, Jazz as Captain Jack Sparrow, vodka… I looked down to see a bottle with a straw in the neck in my hands. Where the hell do they keep coming from?
Cab. That was what we were in. A cab. The driver was talking to Jazz and me. Rose was sitting on the roof. I could hear he singing 'Don't cha wish your girlfriend was HAWT like me?' and dancing around in a potentially provocative manner.
Vodka. Jazz. Rose. Cab. Haze. Everything was one big haze.
'Emmett we're here.' Jazz said to me. Here where? Where was here but now and here was where I was…. More vodka. I drank again. The straw made funny slurping noises as I drained the bottle. Hahaha…
'Here.' Jazz said, wildly waving at the window. I saw a long line of people - mostly girls - and a club with fluorescent lights outside and a sign that said something. Bo… Bon… Bondi…
'Where's here?' I wanted to explain my theory on what here was, but the lights made me want to dance. Rose finished singing and jumped down, climbed through the window and pulled me out of the cab. I was wearing a hat. A hat, jeans and no shirt. There was suddenly a shirt in my hands and I put it on. I left it open. I liked my hat. Hahaha… I had it on sideways and it was awesome. The girls kept screaming. It sounded like… like… 'EOGHAN! EOGHAN! EOGHAN!'…. Who the hell was this Eoghan guy? Could he sing better than I could? Better than Jazz and I could sing together?
Rose looked at the girls for a moment. She was dressed similarly to most of them. Short skirt and high heels and a top thing that was really nice on her. She'd let her hair fall around her face and she'd used the black stuff Jazz had around his eyes herself. It looked better on Jazz.
'EMMETT IN DAAA HOUSE!' I yelled. The girls stopped screaming and looked at us. Then started screaming again. 'EOGHAN! EOGHAN!'
'Heya!' a girl said to me.
'Are you from Ireland?' I asked. She had a cute Irish accent.
'No feckin' shit, genius. You're in bloody Ireland, aren't yeh?' she said.
'Jazz?' I said again.
'Hmm?' he was waltzing with Rose.
'Where are we?'
'Dublin. I think. Jazz hands!' he said, then started with his crazy-ass jazz hands. He added in jazz squares. Rose joined in after a minute or three.
Dublin.
Dublin.
'Go on yeh boys in GREEN!' I yelled in an attempt at an Irish accent. Spirit of the Irish and…. Whatever.
'EOGHAN! EOGHAN!' the girls kept screaming. The line was big. I wanted something else to drink.
'Rose?' I asked. I nodded at the doorman.
Rose smiled and walked up to him. She whispered something in his ear. He looked at her for a moment then nodded. Rose strutted her way back over to me.
'We're in.' she said.
'YEEAHH!' I yelled. I grabbed Jazz by the Jazz Hands and dragged him inside.
There were strobe lights. Lots of pretty strobe lights. And loud music. Really, really loud music. And a DJ.
Awesome.
There was a dance floor too. And palm trees. Palm trees in pots. And Jazz and Rose. But no vodka.
'And it's all requests tonight!' the DJ yelled.
'Whoo!' I screamed and slapped Jazz and Rose a high five. Where was Edward now? In Alaska with Tanya? And he was missing this to go and sit by himself in a snowdrift somewhere while Tanya tried to get him to notice her? Ha!
Music played louder - Shakira, Hips Don't Lie? Why?
Why not?
I grabbed Rose and pulled her onto the dance floor.
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The club filled up. We realised it was an under-18's event and that there was no alcohol. Ah, well. Rose had some form of drinkable stuff in her handbag. That was good enough for me.
'And tonight we're going to have EOGHAN QUIGG with us!' the DJ announced. The club erupted into screams. I'd only heard that kind of screaming once before. And that was for Jazz and me. Time to… up the anti.
'JAZZ!' I screamed into his ear. He was dancing in the centre of the dance floor, his pirate costume still on him. He'd taken his hat back from Starla.
'WHAT?' he yelled back.
'WHO'S EOGHAN?'
'THE GIRLS OVER THERE,' he pointed vaguely 'SAID THAT HE WAS ON THE…. THE XFACTOR AND THEY LOVE HIM.'
'OH. I BET WE SING BETTER.'
'I DUNNO. HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE PRETTY DAMN GOOD.'
'OH. OH WELL. TIME TO SHOW THEM WHAT WE CAN DO!' I screamed. There were girls dancing on a little platform at the back of the dance floor, under the speakers. I shoved them off and jumped up. Jazz followed suit
' AND THIS IS A SONG EOGHAN QUIGG WILL BE SINGING TONIGHT!' The DJ screamed.
Does Your Mama Know? Ohhh, yeah.
We danced. People danced with us. We commanded all attention. We spotted two girls in the fray, one with wildly curly hair and one with short bouncy hair. I listened as I sang, my and Jazz's voices almost out-singing the entire club. The two girls were singing in Irish. Cool.
'An bhfuil a fhios ag do mham?'
I tried that too. 'AN BHFUIL A FHIOS AG DO MHAM?' I screamed. The club erupted into cheers. Rose had a circle of guys dancing around her. I didn't mind. She'd drink their blood before she touched any of them with a barge pole.
I think.
'OKAY, EVERYONE! THE COUNTDOWN BEGINS!
'EOGHAN! EOGHAN!' the crowd responded.
'YEAHHH! EOGHAN!' Jazz yelled.
'WHAT HE SAID!' I shouted.
Rose just screamed.
'INTRODUCING… … EOGHAN QUIGG!'
Eventually Eoghan appeared. A young blonde boy from Derry with the voice of an angel. Tears would have poured down my face if I could actually cry. He sang. We screamed and shouted.
He talked to us. The crowd of screaming fangirls and us, the vampires, screamed back. He was good. He could hold the crowd's attention like Jazz and me.
'GO ON EOGHAN!' I screamed. The lights were pretty.
Eoghan sang again.
I had a plan forming slowly in the back of my mind.
A plan to get the crowd back on my side.
Eoghan left the building.
The dance floor changed colours. Jazz and I took to our personal stage.
'ARE YOU READY TOOOOOOOOO RUMBLE?' I yelled. My shirt was gone again.
'EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!' the lyrics demanded. The music was back. The club was rocking.
And I needed more vodka.
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A/N: Just FYI, myself and a few friends saw Eoghan playing last night in a nightclub and he was pretty damn good. And I don't even like him that much (My friend worships him to some extent). As I was dancing like there was no tomorrow - which, sadly there was and I have a permanent ringing in my ears from both the loud music and the screaming. (Screaming that could rival the screams at the Twilight Premiere…) - I decided Em and Jazz might like to go there too. Most of those songs were played. The only thing that didn't really happen was Em, Jazz and Rose turning up in a taxi (I called it a cab here cause, you know, they're American…!)
Up next: It's definitely Aoife and Jazz's turn next time. Aoife's away and I just couldn't help myself. It was such a fun idea…. I dunno what she has planned, so we'll all have to wait and see! Other than that, please review lads! Go raibh maith agat…. Tabhair dom do reviews!