-::- Chapter 5: Celebrations -::-

(Bella's pov)

'Okay let's go out and have some fun.' Veronica said after chocking down a beer bottle. 'Yeah, but I gotta pie first' Rory got up and walked out of the room. I looked at my beer bottle 'what exactly do you want to do, there's nothing here.' I looked up and saw Veronica smiling at me 'there's us, now get your lazy ass up.' She literally kicked me under my ass.

It was a hot summer day and there was nobody outside. 'What are we going to do?' Danielle asked as she looked around at the white picket fence houses that cover the entire neighborhood we walked in. 'Let's just go this is boring' Jane said and she turned around. 'Well than let's make it a little more interesting.' Veronica walked up to a car and started busted the driver side window. The alarm didn't went off, I guess they didn't think it was necessary here. I looked at Veronica and smiled I loved how free she was. I started running towards the car and jumped on the hood. The others joined Veronica and me around the car and started kicking it.

After I think thirty minutes of laughing and hood jumping someone came out of one of the houses with a baseball bat and started yelling at us. We laughed and ran he started chasing us to the end of the street, but could keep up with us. Once we were out of the neighborhood we stopped 'damn that was fun' I said with my hands on my knees, I was laughing so hard I could barely breath. 'I know we should do that again' Rory said while falling to the floor from laughter. 'Maybe some other time, right now we got to go to the club or Rob will throw a fit' Veronica looked at her watch. We sighed and started walking back to the her house. Veronica got her fake ID and we were off to the club.

Yes I said fake ID we are all under age and we all have fake ID's:

Veronica: sixteen years old.

Rory: seventeen years old.

Jane: sixteen years old

Danielle: seventeen years old.

Me: sixteen years old

We all had fake ID's to get around, can't order tequila when your sixteen. Plus people take you more serious when your twenty plus.

When we got to the club Rob was already waiting for us. 'What took you girls so long, the show starts in fucking less than two hours' He walked back inside slamming the door behind him. I looked at Veronica 'that wasn't very neighborly.' She laughed and walked inside. We had sat up the equipment and went to the bar to get a beer. John the bartender was setting up his stuff, the bar was suppose to open in thirty minutes.

Right after I took my last sip Rob yelled that we had to get ready. We got up and walked toward the back of the stage and heard the club filling in. Rob came in with a smile plastered across his face 'there's a group of seven people in the back and they are rich, I'mpretty sure they're going to get wasted. You better put on the best show you've ever had, I want them to come back.'

All the girls except me went on stage and started playing, I was suppose to go on stage when I got my first line, that's how we always opened.