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    New York, New York! – (Chapter: Jack and Brittany?)

    EXIT!

    That’s what it says on the front of the club… okay then.

    I can hear the techno beat coming from the inside.

    When Ashley suggested going out, I didn’t think she meant for the whole night.

    It’s almost 1am.

    First we went to Times Square, which was amazing.

    Way better than the movies.

     We ate at the Olive Garden afterwards. You know the one; with the Coca-Cola ad on the top.

    I’m truly falling in love with this city.

    So here we were, Ashley and I that is. In the front of EXIT!

    When we walked in, she paid the cover fee for both of us, like she’s been doing all day. Of course I told her not to, but she did anyway.

    “What do you want to drink?” she asked as we reached the bar.

    I didn’t know if I should order something strong to look cool, or make my self look like a pussy. I’ll go with neither.

    “Whatever you’re having,” Yea that one’s better.

    “Are you sure?”

    I nod.

    She turns to the bartender.

    “Hey Ash” The older lady greets. She was to be behind the bar with her olive green eyes and tinted skin. However, light traces of wrinkles, showed on her cheeks. “Who’s your friend?”

    “Jen, this is Spencer. She just moved her from…” Ashley turned around to look at me. “Where again”

    “From Ohio,” I answered.

    “Yeah,” she smirked. “Spencer, this Jen, she’ll fix you up anything you want.”

    “Nice to meet you” the bartender said smiling. I nodded in reply. “So what are you girls having?”

    “Two usuals”

    What’s a usual? The bartender nodded and got our cups. I see her pull out a Jack Daniels bottle, and reach for the Coke spray.

    I might as well have fun tonight. I take the drink and gulp it down as Ashley does the same. We both look at each other, me amused, and her surprised.

    “Just because I’m a little Ohio farm girl, doesn’t mean I don’t know how to have fun.” I say and grab her by the hand. “Come on, let’s dance.”

    As we turn around, a short blonde, comes up in front of Ashley.

    “Hey Ashley” she turns and looks at me. “Who’s this?”

    “Um…hey uh… Barbara.” She greeted as she switched her gaze from the blonde, to me.

    “How are you doing?”

    “It’s Brittany, and I was fine until you never called me. Did you lose my number or something?” She looked upset.

    Maybe she’s a new friend.

    “Or something, hey listen, we had a good time last week, how about we talk about this another time okay?”

    “But didn’t you have fun that night?” Brittany asks.

    Ok… what?

    “Of course I did baby, I’m just not looking for a relationship right now. “

    Yeah…

     I’m shocked. She did just say relationship right?

    “Then who’s the skank?” She pointed at me.

    Wait. What?

    This Paris Hilton wannabe did not just call me a skank! Just as I was about to open my mouth, Ashley jumped in.

    “She’s just a friend” she explained.

    “Uh-huh. So the rumors are true” Brittany sneered and walked away.

    Rumors?

    “What was that all about?” I ask Ashley.

    “I’ll explain to you later, let’s start going home,” she turned around.

    I followed in suit.

    Interesting first day and it’s only in New York.

     

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