I walked through the door of the dance club with my friends, laughing and care free. We were celebrating Renee's Sweet 16th birthday, and as a last-minute idea, we had decided to go to a club. Half of us had never been, and we had to come up with a cover story for the parents, but we'd finally made it. Immediately, my friends were drawn to the bar like a flock of vultures circling around prey, so I followed them, ordering a Margarita. Unlike me, however, the other girls ordered shot after shot of Candy Corn. I shook my head in amazement after watching Renee down her fifth shot, sipping my Margarita daintily. It seemed I would be the designated driver on the way home. Suddenly, Felicity, one of the other girls in our group, slumped over the bar, her limp hand knocking into her recently refilled shot glass and causing it to smash on the ground. Most of the girls were too drunk to notice or care, so I hurried over to her. Shaking her shoulder, I tried desperately to awake her, knowing she could have alcohol poisoning. When she failed to wake up, I alerted our friends to the situation.
"Well, we could always chuck her in the taxi and drop her off at her house", Jackie laughed loudly. I could smell the alcohol on her breath.
"But then her family would find out where we were tonight, and we would really be in deep shit then." Holly argued. None of the others came up with any suggestions, so I left them to go up to the bouncer waiting at the door. He was a different guy to the one that let us in. As soon as he laid eyes on me, my skin prickled from an unknown cause. I felt, suddenly, that the centre of this man's attention was a very bad place to be.
"Umm, ex-excuse me", I stuttered. The man continued to look me over, eyes roaming my body with an uncomfortable intensity.
"My friend has passed out, would you please be able to get help?" I finally managed. The bouncer saw the direction of my gaze and started walking. I hurried after him, not wanting him to be let out of my sight. Suddenly, I wasn't so sure about asking him for help. . .
. . . Looking back, I should've never asked him for help. Maybe then, Felicity would still be alive today.
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Noooooooo! I didn't post yesterday! The internet decided to not work. Over the next few days, I will endeavour to do a double-daily-dash-day.
"Well, we could always chuck her in the taxi and drop her off at her house", Jackie laughed loudly. I could smell the alcohol on her breath.
"But then her family would find out where we were tonight, and we would really be in deep shit then." Holly argued. None of the others came up with any suggestions, so I left them to go up to the bouncer waiting at the door. He was a different guy to the one that let us in. As soon as he laid eyes on me, my skin prickled from an unknown cause. I felt, suddenly, that the centre of this man's attention was a very bad place to be.
"Umm, ex-excuse me", I stuttered. The man continued to look me over, eyes roaming my body with an uncomfortable intensity.
"My friend has passed out, would you please be able to get help?" I finally managed. The bouncer saw the direction of my gaze and started walking. I hurried after him, not wanting him to be let out of my sight. Suddenly, I wasn't so sure about asking him for help. . .
. . . Looking back, I should've never asked him for help. Maybe then, Felicity would still be alive today.
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Noooooooo! I didn't post yesterday! The internet decided to not work. Over the next few days, I will endeavour to do a double-daily-dash-day.