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Clarissa's face turns to one of horror. She didn't realize that I had all my girls with me tonight and she is horribly outnumbered.
"I say we drag her to the bathroom and shove her head in the toilet." Gia snaps.
"I say we shred that pretty little dress of hers." Melina steps closer to Clarissa.
I hurry to step between them. "Not tonight. Let it go." I say sternly.
"No, Amelia. She needs to know she can't mess with you."
"Oh, she'll learn soon enough. But I am not wasting tonight on that stuck-up bitch." I tilt my head towards my friends making sure they fully understand me. I am so grateful that they are all willing to have my back like this, but I didn't come here for some pathetic street brawl. I want to have fun and relax.
I turn to Clarissa who is frozen in place like a deer staring into headlights.
"Clarissa, next time we cross paths I promise you; you won't be so lucky. So, maybe make sure you avoid me next time you see me."
Clarissa tries to hold her head high, but she just looks like she's snubbing her nose in the air. She looks ridiculous. Without a word, she spins on her heels and hurries away into the crowd. She knows she doesn't stand a chance and wisely makes a quick getaway.
All of my friends continue to ask if I'm ok as we arrive at the bar. I grab a handful of cocktail napkins and pat down the front of my dress, soaking up at least most of the spilled drink.
"It's fine; you can hardly see it because of the sequins." I sigh.
"I don't know why you let her get away like that."
"Because she's not worth it." I shrug. "Besides, one tequila and the entire mood will be back where it was, and we can forget about her."
"Tequila," Gia shouts, leaning over the bar and waving at the bartender.
After a burning shot of tequila and the sharp tang of a lime wedge, we have already forgotten about Clarissa and her bitch-mode attempt to ruin our night.
We are about to head back to the dance floor when a security guard stops our entire group.
We freeze, hoping that this huge disaster isn't going to get us kicked out, but I know I didn't retaliate so there should be no reason for that.
I step forward towards the bouncer.
He nods at me.
Before he can say anything, I start talking. "Everything is completely fine here; it was just a mistake. There's nothing to worry about." I say confidently.
"I see." The security guy says, eyeing me up and down.
"So, we're just going to head back to the dance floor if that's alright." I smile sweetly.
"Actually, I'm here to invite you and your friends to the VIP section. We have a private table reserved for you, overlooking the dance floor and you will have your own private dance area. I think you'll find it much more enjoyable than down here."
"Oh."
"Oh." I hear the girls' chorus behind me.
"Let's go," Gia shouts excitedly.
"I guess you can lead the way," I say to the security guy who hasn't even smiled once.
He turns and steps to the left and we all follow him towards the private area of the club. He's right; it's amazing up here. We can see the entire dance floor and we have the freedom to move around.
There are two bottles of champagne chilling on the table and a bottle of tequila.
The girls don't waste a second before diving in to take full advantage.
