HEY GUYS! Sooooo sorry for the delay but I had a really bad writer's block
So I had Claire bear97 to help me and she is also going to be my BETA for this story! The original chapter I wrote was hfhfusfhdjhcdufy
so I asked clairebear97 to help me, what you are about to read is her amazing work!
She is SOOO AMAZING! I should probably shut up and let you guys read but MAKE SURE TO READ HER STORIES THEY ARE WOW!
OK I'm shutting up!
For once, Eve was utterly speechless as I pulled up outside Morganville's only nightclub.
"Omg, CB, have I ever told you how amazing you are?" she said, bouncing up and down on her seat and squealing in a pitch so high I'm sure only dogs could hear it.
I laughed, "Yes, you've said that like 10 times in the past minute, Eve"
"Oops, sorry", she giggled, already way too hyper. Not too much alcohol for her…
Suddenly, Eve stopped bouncing and turned to me with an expression of horror.
" .God! We're not dressed properly! We can't go in with tracksuit bottoms and t-shirts! We'll look like freaks!"
I couldn't help but laugh at her horrified expression. Motioning for her to follow, I got out of the car and made my way to the large trunk, pulling out two beautiful dressed, wrapped in plastic that I had bought especially for tonight.
Eve gasped in awe when she saw them and she stroked the fabric lovingly, like a child in a candy store. Eve's dress was a sparkly black dress with an open back that stopped just underneath her butterfly tattoo and I had paired it with Eve's favourite black Dr Martens. My dress, on the other hand was a strapless dress with a flowing skirt to the thigh and I'd picked a gorgeous deep blue that I knew matched my eyes perfectly.
I smiled as Eve's grasped at her dress greedily, pleased that my 'Cheer up Eve' plan had worked. Ever since Michael and Shane had left for Dallas, Eve had been really upset and I don't really blame her; it was the first time she'd been away from Michael for more than a day. She was so intent to accompany him that she almost got on Amelie's bad side, which is somewhere you never, ever want to be. Therefore, it was my duty to make sure she had as much fun in Morganville, as she could have in Dallas, starting with tonight!
We managed to get changed in the backseat, with great difficulty, but in less than half an hour, we were ready. A record, I'm sure for Eve.
I got out of the car, onto the street and waited for Eve to complete her look. A further five minutes later, Eve stepped out, looking absolutely stunning that I even felt a little jealous, but that soon disappeared when she saw me and her eyes nearly popped out of her sockets (not literally!).
"Claire, you look amazing! Ahh…and this dress?! I love it sooo much!"
She tottered over to me and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug, "You go girl! You, my dear are a goddess! I love you so so much!" Eve was trying to keep her voice steady, but it had gone really high and squeaky and she was practically shaking where she stood.
I laughed and grabbed her hand, "Come on then, let's go!"
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Midnight was quickly approaching and we were having the time of our lives! Normally, I don't like to dance but trust me, after about 3 cherry vodkas that changes quite a bit!
Eve was standing on the table, taking swigs from her bottle and dancing like there was no tomorrow, whilst I laughed so hard I could barely stand.
As I was about to take my last sip, a sudden wave of nausea washed over me and before I knew, I was running for the restroom, barely making it to the toilet before puking my guts up.
Ugh, I felt horrible. Now I remember why I never drink! The room was spinning, making the nausea even worse. Oh god, I'm going to have a massive hangover in the morning!
When it was finally safe to move away from the toilet, I rested my cheek against the cold metal, trying to stop the spinning room.
I heard someone stumble into the restroom and immediately registered the heavy clumps of Eve's Dr Martens. She dashed into the stall.
Great! Now she's sick too! The sound of her puking made my stomach churn and I leaned over the toilet to throw up one again.
When I had finished, I stumbled over to the mirror and was startled by what I saw. The girl who stared back at me in the mirror looked deathly ill. My eyes were puffy and my face was as pale as a vampire's. To top it off, I was literary shaking, even though I wasn't cold. Sure, I'd been drunk before, but I usually help my drink quite well, so why is it now that I feel so awful? Sighing, I hesitantly knocked on Eve's stall to look after her and take her home. Partying was fun, but I think I much prefer movies at the Glass House with my sexy boyfriend…who wasn't here.
God, I miss him so much…maybe I'll ring him when I get back, but after a nap.
Wasn't that amazing, when I was reading this I was like WOW!
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