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I chuckled, and I agreed. "Wouldnt that be great?" I said, taking a drink. I think I could marry this coffee as well.

I smiled and sat on my bed, taking another sip. "So..."

"Looking forward to college?" I asked. I knew I was, it being a different country and all. And it's my last year of college, so that was even better

I shrugged. "I guess. I just can't wait to get it over with." I replied.

I nodded. "Me too. I want to be a photographer, very badly.." I said, looking at my case, I still had some pictures I've taken in there I have yet to hang up or do something with. "What's your dream job?"

I smiled and set my coffee down. "I want to be an actress. On broadway, or in movies." I said, shrugging.

"Really?" I said smiling. "That's always been something in the back of my mind, I see you doing it though. It suits you." I said. "Well I'm going to go for a walk. Were we going out to the club again tonight? Or something else?" I asked. I loved the clubbing, and I was getting a hang of the ones here.

I shrugged. "Whatever you wanna do." I replied. I smiled and laid down, taking out a book and opening it.

"Clubbing it is." I said with a wink, remembering the past two nights, us dancing.. It brought a smile to my face as I walked out the door, and I just walked around the neighborhood, memorizing it, taking everything in..

I read for a while, then my parents called and we got in some very heated arguments. "I don't want anything from you! Who payed my way into college? ME. Lesbians can't be successful, my ass! IM being disrespectful? YOU'VE been disrespectful since I came out Lora! Yeah, I just called you by your first name, because you are not a mom to me!"

Before I opened the door, I heard yelling.. I always come at wrong times. I opened the door to see her on the phone, and I just set the small bag down I had, I had got us a couple cookies from a little shop. I bit my lip nervously and I twirled my hair mindlessly.

"Fine! I don't want to come to Thanksgiving! Thanks for nothing bitch!" I hung up and threw my phone against the wall. I noticed Marzia standing at the door and I sat on my bed, my head in my hands.

I grabbed the bag and walked over to her, and I sat by her shyly. "Everything okay?" I asked her softly, touching her leg. "I have a cookie for you, if that helps at all.." I said, then looked at her now brOken phone on the ground.

I nodded and rubbed my temples. "I'm fine, thanks." I answered. I took a bite of the cookie. "Tastes good"

"If you need to talk, let me know.." I said, and smiled slightly when she enjoyed the cookie. "Im glad." I said. "Now here," I said, and handed her my phone. "Give your friends a call, and we all will have a blast tonight, okay?" I said.

I took her phone and smiled at her. "Thanks." I called up my friends and they all agreed to go to the club. "We're going back to the gay club, because quite frankly, getting groped by big hairy men is not fun."

"Sounds good, and agreed." I said, and I glanced at the time. I better start on my hair. I had a ton of it! I ended up curling it into ringlets and I did light makeup, and wore this dress ;
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"Does this look okay?" I asked her, walking out of the bathroom, slipping some black wedges on.

I smiled at her. "You look amazing.. You're gonna have a lot of girls all over you tonight." I said with a slight smile.
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I put on my dress with white heels and I straightened and teased my hair and put on dark makeup.

"I'm going to have girls all over me? Look at you." I said, smiling, eyeing her over for a second or two. Wow..

I chuckled. "You look better. Come on." We decided to take a cab in case we get too drunk and we met up with my friends at the club.

Once at the club, girls were looking at us already and waving us over, we ignored them and went to the bar, and did a few shots.

There was this blonde girl eyeing Marzia and I could feel something boiling inside of me. Jealousy? I've never been jealous before. "That girl's looking at you." I told her with a small smile.

I turned and looked at the girl, she was pretty.. Kind of. I waved her over, smiling. Might as well. She introduced herself and took my hand. "Let's dance.." She said, and I looked at Lavender nervously, as I was dragged away.. How would this go?

I gave her an encouraging smile and then I turned back to the bartender. "Just give me something strong.." I said. I had several girls ask me to dance but I declined. I just glanced at Marzia and the blonde.

The blonde had her hands all over me, squeezing in places that made me feel uncomfortable.. She was much stronger than me, and she pulled me into a corner, and pinned me. "Hey. No let me go.." I said, pushing her off, and walking through the crowd and back to the bar. "What a little Helleveta.." I mumbled

I was surprised to see her back so soon. "What's wrong? Didn't have fun?" I asked, sipping my Liquor.

"No.. She was trying to rip my clothes off in a corner." I said, getting a strong drink. And the way that girl touched me wasn't the same as when Lavender did it..

I frowned. "Well, looking like that, any girl would want to rip your clothes off." I said, finishing my strong drink.

I looked down at my dress. Was it that bad? I signed and finished my drink, feeling the buzz come on.

"Hey, that was a compliment." I said with a smile. I ordered another drink and I could feel myself slipping into my drunken state, my body relaxing.