The Start of Something

[Carleigh Davidson]

Carleigh paced herself, walking down the sidewalk on the cool winter night. At the moment, she was freezing, as clubwear wasn't exactly appropriate attire for the outdoors. Her bare legs were dotted with goosebumps, as were her arms. She smoothed out the leather miniskirt, adjusting her light pink chiffon blouse. A shiver ran down her spine, from both the weather and nerves. 

Never before had the sixteen year old tried, let alone thought of, sneaking into a club underage. Sure, she'd been to a few house parties off campus but no establishment. Before her, stood a club she didn't recognize. Carleigh didn't care where, but she needed to relax and recharge after doing miserably on a test. Plus, she hadn't been able to sleep for the past few nights, and needed to escape from her not so typical life.

Carleigh approached and entered the line, waiting. She felt a little bit insecure, but mostly nervous. What would she do if she was turned away? Would they call Hammel and get her in trouble? Carleigh wasn't a bad kid, but getting caught would definitely make the officials keep an eye on her for a while.

As she neared the front of the line, she absentmindedly ran a hand through her straight blonde hair. If all else failed she would just flash a million dollar smile and flirt her way in.

Two more people.

Soon, Carleigh was the front of the line. Before she could even open her mouth, the bouncer laughed. "Nice try, sunshine."

A frown appeared on her face. Carleigh scoffed. "Excuse me? What do you mean nice try sunshine?" His condescending tone annoyed her.

"I don't even need to ask for I.D. You're obviously underage." The bouncer gave Carleigh an up down, with a smirk, his eyes resting on her breasts a little longer than necessary.

Carleigh rolled her eyes. Disgusting. The bouncer seemed pretty young. She smirked back, trying to use her assets to her advantage. "I have identification, trust me. I'm allowed here, I've been many times." Why couldn't her ability be useful, like total mind control? That would be worthwhile. "Now excuse me..."

"Nice try, you're not allowed in here. Get out."

[Aryana Darcy]

Try something new!

Rya had been going to the same club with the same crowd for over two years now. Everyone knew her (though they thought she was 20 rather than 18), and the guys were starting to catch onto her little tricks. Word goes around quickly when a guy get's his knickers in a bunch and starts warning off all other men that she's 'trouble'. Normally, Rya would find the challenge amusing, but she wanted a few drinks to relax and not try so hard to get them. Luckily Rya had plenty of clubs on her list, and today, she did decide to try something new, much like her friends had told her.

Waiting in like in minimal clothing--a form fitting black dress, with a single lace sleeve-- to cover her body, Rya was practically freezing. If she was a Pyro, it probably wouldn't be that bad, but then again, Pyro's burned themselves on a daily basis during training. Yeah, no wishing for Pyrokinesis anymore.

There was a hold up in a line, and she squinted to see what was going on. The bouncer was laughing at a girl, and Rya raised a brow. The brunette watched as the blonde tried to step her way through and was denied. Oh, this girl didn't know how to get into clubs, did she?

Rya pulled herself out from the crowd of women and skipped the entire line. Reaching the front, she called out dramatically.

"Jesus, Leah!" She looked like a Leah, to be fair, and Rya had to know some sort of name to get her in. "You are really desperate to get in, aren't you? Anyway," She pulled out the id from her bra, and looked towards the bouncer for a moment, who was clearly staring at her ass.

"Joshua just called me to say that you left your ID in his car, but he's at work. He also told me to wish you a happy 18th, and I'd say the same but this is my gift to you."

At this, the bouncer laughed. "You two kids aren't getting in. Get lost." Meanwhile, he continued to flick his eyes across both her and this random stranger girl. With a quick glance at the 'Leah' girl, she handed the man her ID. "Come on, she just turned 18 and forgot her ID in her excitement. Plus, you clearly appreciate her goods, and mine. So let us in. I'll write down my number, hm? You can call me?"

Rya's tone was suggestive, and the bouncer stared down at her with a mixture of shock and annoyance, but there was also a hint of lust. The guy was young, maybe in his mid-twenties.

"Have fun, girls." He responded, his voice lower than it had once been, and handed back her ID.

Rya squealed and grabbed the blonde's hand, turning to her. "Come on," She said, entering the club and once the bouncer was well out of view, Rya let go.

"And that, my dear, is how you sneak into a club."

[Carleigh Davidson]

Carleigh huffed, clearly flustered. She wasn't use to people, particularly men, ignoring her demands. Still, her confidence didn't waver. "I'm sure if you go ask any of your bouncer friends, they wouldn't be heckling me like you seem to be." She smirked. Carleigh didn't want to flirt her way into the club, but maybe that's what it would take. The more she tried, the less fun going inside seemed.

About ready to call it quits, Carleigh noticed a girl call out. Probably annoyed at her inept ways. Calling for a Leak. It took Carleigh a moment to realize the girl meant her. Oh! She cleared her throat and nodded. "Yeah, I just want to have some fun on my 18th." She pouted, glancing at the bouncer who still didn't seem entirely convinced.

"Come onnnnn, please?" Carleigh gave a puppy dog pout. "I had been looking EVERYWHERE for my I.D. I can't believe I was so careless to leave it with Josh." She eyed the bouncer again, his face still motionless. Damnit, this was hopeless.

About ready to open her mouth and call it quits, Carleigh watched the girl sweet talk the bouncer. Of course, attractive, flirty girls always worked. So typical. Carleigh mentally facepalmed herself at her stubborn nature which almost cost her entry into the club. Surprisingly, it worked. Carleigh stared in awe at the stranger as she grabbed her hand. She giggled to feign excitement, and turned around on impulse to flip him the bird. Whatever, she didn't care.

"Wow." Carleigh simply said. "I... thanks. For doing that." Her confidence had returned and she laughed. "I could've probably flirted or done something to get in but I didn't exactly want to. Is that what it takes around here?"