Amour Mystérieux

thirty one (2)

VICTORIA POV'S

We were the third people in line as we waited for our IDs to get checked so we could enter the club. The line was a mixture of people in their 20's and teenagers like us who were trying to trick the bodyguard with our fake IDs.

"I got this, guys. You just have to act confident and they easily fall for it." Greyson said as he straightened his jacket. We just nodded as he walked up to the bouncer.

I grabbed a wad of cash and put it behind my back as Greyson spoke to the bodyguard. "You don't think he's going to be able to do it?" Blake asked as he looked at the cash in my hands.

"Hell no."

"Hi, these are my friends, we want to get in," Greyson commented flashing a charming smile to the bouncer. The bouncer eyed him before replying, "Show me, your ID cards."

We all flashed him our fake IDs with nervous smiles, he took his time eyeing each one before smiling.

"These are fake. Get out of here before I call the police."

"Sir, I have no idea what you are talking about these are not fake." Greyson justified, which caused the bouncer's smile to widen.

He pulled his walkie talkie closer to his mouth which made us widen our eyes. "Wait!" I called out walking towards him.

"Here are 500 dollars, now let us in," I said handing him the money and crossing my arms. The bouncer counted the money and tucked it in his pocket.

"You think by you bribing me, I'm just going to let you in? Well....you are right. Have fun."

I rolled my eyes before walking past Greyson and entering the club. "I'm going to have to make better ones next time," Greyson mumbled as the rest entered the club as well.

Inside the club it was like dancing on the Northern Lights; beneath the dry-ice smoke swirled an array of blues, deep purples, hot pinks, and gold. The music played over the dance floor as if it had fused with the bodies.

"You guys are too rigid loosen up!" Blake yelled over the music as he immediately headed over to the bar. "Six shots, please."

The bartender lined up six shot glasses and filled them each with vodka. I looked at the shot and shrugged before downing it quickly, placing it down and asking for another one.

Blake, Eddie, Greyson, and Bradlee followed suit each downing their shot glasses. "I haven't had vodka in forever." Bradlee groaned, shaking his head. Eddie nodded, clearing his throat.

"This shit burns." Blake laughed at Eddie's comment, slapping him on the back. "Lighten up this is only the beginning."

"I'm more of a whiskey person, you feel me." Greyson shrugged before downing another shot of vodka.

The rest of us began on our second and third shots as we started to get a little tipsy. Well, Blake and Eddie, it took a lot more to get us drunk. I looked at Sophia who had yet to touch her first shot.

"What's wrong?"

"I've just never had alcohol before," Sophia said embarrassed. I shrugged and poured the shot into my mouth. "See, it's not bad."