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Post by andi elysian fields on Apr 20, 2011 16:30:33 GMT -5
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"Shawty What'Ya Wanna Do, Hop Inside The Car
You Can Let Your Hair Down, Girl Your Rolling With A Star
Shawty I Wanna Take You Home, So I Can Make You Moan
Im'a Going Have You Going Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah"
The lyrics were blowing through the speakers and projecting all over the club, people were dancing and just hanging out probably with the intent of hooking up with the people that they were conversing with; meanwhile Andi made her way to the bar which was one of the longest processes ever considering it was at the back of the club and she had just come inside. No real party started without this girl, that's what she thought at least. She had always found some sort of way to make herself in the spotlight whenever she went out and partied from club to club.
it was only nine thirty but the Mayan was already packed to the brim with people, and the line waiting to get in was backed up all the way to the square. Andi was a regular so she just waltzed right in with no regards to the groans that came from the people being ushered back. There had been a rumor that a famous artist was going to show tonight but that was usually just a way to get people to come inside. Even if there were some people disappointed they'd come back if they heard news of another show.
Somehow she managed to weave and dance her way through the crowd and found herself an open stool at the bar. "Hey! Chris!" she yelled at the bartender working that night, yes she knew them by name and they sure knew her, "Start me out with a beer!" she grinned. He slowly walked over to her and dug around under the counter giving her her usual, "Starting out slow tonight?" he joked as she popped the bottle. "You know it, get the shot glasses ready for later!" she laughed back.
She spun around on her stool and looked out towards the crowd where singles, couples and groups were dancing. Some people were popping like there was no tomorrow and just looked down right ridiculous. Andi let out a small laugh and turned back around towards the bar. She noticed that some people were looking at her and she couldn't help but start the night out good, "Would you like a round too?" She asked beckoning the bartender back over.
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Post by lucille amy lune on May 5, 2011 23:46:07 GMT -5
  
Hey, we make the beat go all night, all night, all night
Hey, I might be crazy but I'm all right, all right
-- It took ages to get into the club. The line was huge, and as Luce was just randomly visiting LA, she had almost no say. She had been in line since eight, and finally Luce stepped foot into the Mayan around nine-thirty. Her ID wasn't a problem, as she had a fake one, once again thanks to her infamous father. Luce thought for a moment once inside, then considered herself lucky. The people outside now probably wouldn't get in until midnight or later. If at all. Brushing her hair back, Luce made her way ever so slowly around the club. The bar -her ultimate goal- was naturally in the back. Making her was through the crowd of dancers was like swimming in molasses. Eventually, though, Luce made it.
-- She plopped herself down on the stool, grinning already. In seconds, a beer was in her hands. It looked like coming to the club alone was going to be fun- because isn't making friends grand? And, you know, if you get some at the end of the night, bonus! Not to say that was Luce’s only objective… but there were plenty of cute girls in this place and she was leaving L.A. in the morning anyways. Luce’s eyes danced around the club, scouting everywhere. There was the dark, shady corners where people were starting to hook up, wild kids having fun on the dance floor popped, locked and dropped everywhere. Luce saw more than a few ‘commandos’. She sipped on a Budweiser, eyes continuing to wander.
-- They finally landed on a cute blond girl not too far away. She seemed to be either flirting or at least very friendly with the bartender. That was the problem with most of the best clubs- they were straight. Luce started to wonder why she was even here, really, and she began to have a storm of many uncomfortable thoughts about who she was and what was going on in her life. She wanted to just get up and get out of the club right then and there, but she forced herself to stay. Dammit, she was not going to let herself ruin her night of fun. Oh, no, the beer was gone.
-- Before she could even make a sadface, Luce heard a voice that seemed directed to her among all of the chaos of the masses. It took her a minute to actually comprehend the girl’s words amid all of the madness. “I tell you what, a Jager bomb would be fan~tas~tic.” Luce winked at the blond and spoke flirtily. Hey, maybe the night wouldn’t be that bad.
-- OUTFIT --  -- WORD COUNT -- 435 -- MUSIC -- Poppin'- Utada Hikaru -- NOTES -- 8DDDDDD Yaaay[/blockquote][/size] |
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