Post by alexa on May 8, 2009 12:30:25 GMT -5
Alexa walked into Red Horn, hair pulled up into a ponytail with ringlets hanging down in her face at crucial points to bring out her face. She could feel the excitement in the air and the music in her feet. This was her scene, partying was he thing. She started to walk towards the bar when she stopped and decided against it. She didn't want to look like an idiot if she met a cute boy, she'll drink after a little bit of dancing. She turned and headed out onto the floor. She didn't notice the dozens of predatory eyes following her.
She danced throughoutt the crowd, her hips gyrating like everyone elses. While she was dancing she met a couple of guys, they were cute but a boyish cute, not hot, none of them were worthy enough. After about an hour on the dance floor she had to come back out. She was sweating and she needed to get a drink and fix her makeup. Once she pulled herself out of the crowd and to the bar she fixed her skirt and hatler and sat down at the bar. Once she had told the bartender her drink she reached into a small pocket in her skirt and pulled out a small tube of mascara and adjusted her makeup. When the bartender came back with her drink, she took a sip and relaxed. She then turned on the stool to look out at the crowd. With stobe lights flashing, and colors changing it looked like a whirlpool.
She scanned the room for an open booth to sit in, she hated sitting on stools. She saw one over by the back of the room that was empty. She stood up and stode over, trying to avoid spilling her drink. Once she was safely in the booth she relaxed and stretched her legs across the seat and leaned her head back, breathing in the smell of the club. She felt herself nodded off. She had only been sleeping for a couple of minutes when she felt someone block that light that was above her. She didn't know how long they had been there so she opened up her eyes and looked up to see a shadow. There wasn't any light on thier face so she couldn't see who it was. She took a sip of her drink and waited for the person to talk.
She danced throughoutt the crowd, her hips gyrating like everyone elses. While she was dancing she met a couple of guys, they were cute but a boyish cute, not hot, none of them were worthy enough. After about an hour on the dance floor she had to come back out. She was sweating and she needed to get a drink and fix her makeup. Once she pulled herself out of the crowd and to the bar she fixed her skirt and hatler and sat down at the bar. Once she had told the bartender her drink she reached into a small pocket in her skirt and pulled out a small tube of mascara and adjusted her makeup. When the bartender came back with her drink, she took a sip and relaxed. She then turned on the stool to look out at the crowd. With stobe lights flashing, and colors changing it looked like a whirlpool.
She scanned the room for an open booth to sit in, she hated sitting on stools. She saw one over by the back of the room that was empty. She stood up and stode over, trying to avoid spilling her drink. Once she was safely in the booth she relaxed and stretched her legs across the seat and leaned her head back, breathing in the smell of the club. She felt herself nodded off. She had only been sleeping for a couple of minutes when she felt someone block that light that was above her. She didn't know how long they had been there so she opened up her eyes and looked up to see a shadow. There wasn't any light on thier face so she couldn't see who it was. She took a sip of her drink and waited for the person to talk.