I apologize if this chapter sucks. I had minor mistakes in the first upload of this chapter, so I deleted it and fixed the errors.

54. Night Clubbing Dinosaurs. Part II.

I woke up to a hangover. It hurt a little bit but I felt like if I drank water and puked I would feel a lot better. But I was so lazy to get up. I decided to wait a couple of minutes before getting up to do so. I remember last night a little bit.

I rolled over to find Lark still asleep in his plaid boxers only. I held back a giggle. How did we end up like this?

I had the energy to get up and stumble into the bathroom. I tossed my hair up in a tall, messy bun and started to get myself better. I vomited then drank some water, vomited again, drank water, then did it all for a third time. When I finished I left the bathroom to make breakfast for myself. I had a waffle craving so I pulled out the waffle maker and pulled out the batter mix materials and soon enough I was mixing the batter.

During the mixing I heard Lark coming down the hallway and walked in still wearing his plaid boxers. "Pancakes?"

"Waffles." I said with a smile. "Want some?"

He nodded slowly. I turned away but still felt him looking at me. I felt his eyes following my arms moving and soon his eyes shifted up and down, gazing at certain parts for longer time periods than others. For a small joke I held up the middle finger to him. He laughed.

I made two waffles for me and two for him. Lark was nice enough to pull out the milk, two tall glasses, butter and syrup and set them on the table. I turned the machine off and brought over the plates to the counter.

"Thanks." He said.

"Sure." I told him.

We sat in silence for a couple of minutes before I spoke up. "Last night was fun."

"Sure was. I also made two hundred dollars." He added. "Want to join in?"

"No thanks, I'm good." I said to him. "Can we go to another club tonight?" I asked him.

He looked over at me surprised. "Well sure, but aren't you quitting all the habits?"

I shook my head. I realized...I liked it too much to stop. Like singing. "No, I-I can't stop. I like it too much." I said with a sad voice.

"Don't be sad."

"I just like it."

"I know." Lark said. "Paradise Village again?" I nodded. "Cool. You work?"

"Until nine." I said.

"Alright, we're going out by ten then?"

"Okay."

"Great," He said.

A while later before he left for something and I finished showering, I was walking to the room when he stopped me and handed me half of what he earned. I didn't want to take it, but he wouldn't let me not take it. "Don't worry, I like sharing."

So does Ry... Nope, stop thinking like that Marley.

There was this close-by store near the apartment that I passed the other day. They had some nice night-club dresses for good prices so I decided to go inside and get some night-club dresses. I only got a couple of them that were a little passed my thighs. Some both long sleeve, some with one long sleeve and the other a bare shoulder or skinny strap, three leopard printed, some plain tops with attached skirts and the last dress strapless with a navy blue sequin top and an attached high waist black skirt. I loved it the best.

I got home and pulled out the hot pink tank top with the black mini-skirt attached to it. I pulled out a pair of black tights and grabbed my shoes and placed them together so that when I got home and finished showering I could get dressed quickly.

I got to work a little late but not too much. I saw some friends at one of my tables and walked over to them with a smile. "Hey Sam, Blaine, Finn."

"Hey, you're still here." Sam said.

"Sure." I told them. "I'm working until nine and then going to a club with a friend."

"Damn yo, Marley's breaking out of the cage." Artie said. "But a club? Aren't you a little young for that?"

"No, I went last night and had a blast." I smiled. "Paradise Village. It'll be fun."

"Uh, sure." Finn agreed. "I guess Rachel and Kurt could come too."

"Great." I smiled. Great, that Big Mouth is coming...

An hour after work ended and I had showered, dried my hair and got dressed I met up with Lark in the living room. He had just started a cigarette so he handed one to me too to join along. I took it and smoked with him. "I invited some friends."

"Okay." He said. "Nice do."

"Thank you," I said as I adjusted my slightly curled hair so some of it was behind me. I blew a puff and said, "Can you get some more for me?"

"No need too." Lark said to me. I looked at him confused. "I took your school I.D from this year and handed to a friend this morning who made this for you," He reached into his pocket and pulled out a plastic card. "Your very own I.D."

I took the card and examined it. It did look authentic and real.

Marley J. Rose
New York, New York.
DOB: 05 - 18 - 1990
Issued: 05 - 15 - 2011
Expires: 05 - 18 - 2015

At least most of the basics were fake. "Thanks." I said.

"No problem," He finished his cigarette. "Ready?"