she had me in a trance { BAilEY

[chris plovert]

C H R i S

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Chris sat at on his bed. He was bored out of in mind. He needed something to do. It was Saturday night and he was stuck at home. He looked at the digital clock beside his bed. It was only 9 o'clock and he was tempeted to go to sleep. Yeah, that would happen. He thought about somewhere he could go. Then he thought of the club. He got up and headed downstairs. Before he headed out the front door, he grabbed his car keys and yelled to his parents. "I'm going out." he said to them. They didn't ask where he waw going. "Bye." was all they said. His parents could care less were he was. They thought that Chris was a responsible teenager, and trusted him. Well that was their mistake now wasn't it? He got into his black jeep and drove down to the club. It was pretty packed. He looked at the line. "Damn." he muttered to himself. He wasn't going to get in the back of the line, oh no. Thats not how Chris rolled. He walzted up to the front of the line and showed the bouncer his very real looking fake ID. Then he slipped him some money. Chris didn't know how much he had given him, but aparently had been enough. The bouncer let him in. Chris was blinded by colorful and bright strobe lights that were going all over the room. He smiled to himself. He looked around. There was a bnch of hot girls there tonight. If Chris wasn't on the soccer team and best friends with the rest of the guys in the crew, he could probably been placed in the players catergory. He wasn't as bad as those guys though. He made his way through the crowd to the bar. "Gimme a beer." he said to the bartender. He sat at an open barstool and recieved his drink. He took a long sip of his drink. He wanted to get drunk. Being drunk and partying was so much more fun then being sober and partying.

[» bailey frost]

TURN THE LIGHTS ,
DOWN LOW.

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Saturday night. A night which means, she can party till the break of dawn. Even though she does it almost everyday. Saturday is the best day to party. The hottest of the hottest guys are out on the prowl looking for hot babes. And well, Bailey knew she was one of them. Call her conceited? She'll just smile. So yes she is a conceited bitch. Bailey was well known at this club, the bouncer and her were "close" at one time. Oh yes, very close. If you know what I mean. So it is very easy for this girl to get in.

Black stiletto's pounded the pavement as, the girl strutted her stuff as she walked straight to the bouncer. Her hips swayed side to side when she walked. People snared and cuss, as she walked to the front of the line, What the hell is this? She's budding everyone! , Send that slut to the end of the line! comments were tossed and well Bailey looked at them, flashed a smile and kept on her way. Reaching the bounce she smirked, Hey good looking.. she said seductively. The bouncer smiled, Hey Bailey, come on in, letting the beauty in she smiled to the bouncer as she looked up at him and blew kiss to everyone still on line. BITCH! someone screamed just as the door closer behind Bailey.

Dark jeans clung to the girls waist and down to above her knees before they flared out and covered the top of her black stilettos. The sides of her black thong stuck out , very sexy. Her top. Whoa, it was more like a dressy bra if you might say because thats how revealing it was. A black top clung to her torso, a long v-neck showed plenty of cleavage for the sex hungry boys here tonight. It only covered half of her torso. Her back exposed and midriff showing. A butterfly diamond belly ring dangled from her navel. Her long silk black hair, hung down her back, set for perfection. It was nicely tamed, the waves and curls in her hair looked great. Her make-up was simple. Heavy black eyeliner around her eyes, and a tad bit on her eyelids. Mascara made the illusion that her eyelashes were long and the wonder of lip gloss made her lips look juicy. To narrow it all down, Bailey Frost looked fierce.

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[chris plovert]

C H R i S

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Chris sat at the bar for a moment. He finished off his beer. His second beer. He ordered his third one. He gulped down most of it before scanning the room yet again. He really wanted to find a hot girl he could flirt with. He didn't have much luck at spotting such a girl until now. He found a black haired hottie. "Damn." he mumbled. He was referring to how good the girl looked. She had a perfect body. That was one of the first things he notced. He deffinently found the girl he would be going after tonight. He looked her over again. He had seen her before. Probably at school. She was probably a senior or he would deffinently know her. He knew most people at school that were juniors and younger. Not too many older than him. He finished off his third drink. He was at a slight buzz now. He got drunk decently easy, but never drunk enough that he was sick and threw up several times. He set his drink down and started towards the girl. "Hey." he said as he reached her. "Wanna dance?" he asked.

[» bailey frost]

WHILE WE'RE ,
DIRTY DANCING.

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[/blockquote]Bailey flipped her bangs out of her eyes and kept strutting her stuff, like she was on th catwalk. She stopped short next to the bar, not to consume alcohol. Oh no, Bailey was rarely a drinker. Though she stopped because of the feeling eyes were on her. Looking back over her shoulder, she arched a brow and winked to the fella's who were obviously staring at her hips and ass. Wolf whistles blew her way and the girl grinned. As she began starting her way again. Just then a touch - well more like a grab. It wasn't a hard reach, who ever it was wanted her attention and they got it along wit her attitude. She turned her hear around looking over her shoulder to see who had grabbed her, brows furrowed she looked at the hand on her, her eyes followed the hand to the arm to the torso, up the neck and to the face of the person attached. What the fuck - soccer boy Chris Polvert?! Oh my this was amusing. Of course, Bailey was not going to go off on the boy because then it'll ruin the fun she was going to have with him. Uhm.. Sure she said removing his hand of her arm. Now this is going to be fun. She knew a junior couldn't handle her.[/blockquote][/size][/center]