I was personally stoked for tonight. It'd felt like forever since Demi and I had been to a party and out drinking and dancing together. Even though I was pretty sure Demi didn't like most of my friends, I knew that once she got a few drinks in her, she'd join in with all the drinking games and have a blast. Hell, it'd happened before! So, yeah, I was excited for a night with both my friends and the love of my life, whom I considered one of my best friends. After I got out of work, I was a sweaty mess since Fridays were dance run throughs plus now we were doing them on stage with the lights which made everything ten times hotter than normal. So, after taking Venice out to go potty and getting him his dinner, I hopped into the shower to clean up. Next I dried off, splashed on some cologne, and got dressed. I could hear Venice's whines and cries from in the kitchen so I ran back down the stairs to see him leaned against the fence with his paws. "Hey, little man. Guess who's coming back home again tonight?" I asked him as I scooped him up
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We got to the party and Cody rushed to my side to help me out of the car. Wearing heels this tall and getting out of a low car was a mission in itself. I nonchalantly looked around the parking lot to see if Mariah's piss colored Jeep was here yet, but I didn't see it. Unless she had hitched a ride with a friend. We walked into the house and the loud music blared throughout, taking me a few seconds to adjust. But once I did, I started looking around or the whore. I heard Cody's voice and I turned to look at him, "Hmm? Oh yeah, lets have a drink first," I told him. "I'll go with you to get it," I suggested. Like hell I would let him go alone so that she can prance on him. He knew his way around Glenn's house better than I did so he led the way to the drink table, stopping a few times to say hi to some random people he knew, none of that I knew or that I recognized. We each prepared our own drinks on opposite sides of the table and once I mine was tasting to the tee of how I like it, I walked back over to Cody who had his drink in his
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I looked out at the dance floor as I quickly drank the alcohol I had. It was kind of cool how Glenn's parties were always so much fun. He always had the greatest shuffle on, he even set up a freaking dance floor. Kid was crazy about these things. I wished I could throw a party at my house but I had a feeling that wouldn't be such a great idea. Which sucked because I had a really awesome place for parties. There was a pool table and a ping pong table and a freaking pool. I downed the rest of my drink as Demi arm wrapped around my waist. I looked down and saw her eyes on the dance floor, but they were moving around like she was searching for something. Someone. Oh dear God, I needed another drink. I leaned in to tell her I was going to go refill my drink and she nodded, deciding to do the same. Good, she needed to loosen up and not worry about whether or not one of my friends would be here or not. I filled up my glass with a large portion rum and a smaller portion of coke. Not very delicious but it would do exactly what I needed it to
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Cody led us to the dance floor and joked that his dancing had improved ever since Broadway rehearsals started. But he's been a good dancer long before that, after all, he did almost win Dancing with the Stars. We danced to the beat of every song that played, and I tried my hardest not to get too close to him or resort to grinding like my instincts went to every time we were dancing. Cody took a step back and imitated a dance move that I did in my dance video and holy shit did he look hilarious doing that. I put a hand over my mouth and started giggling at him, not cause it was bad, but just because it was funny seeing him move his hips like that. "No, no," I told him as he pulled me back into his arms. "You did great. I'm just not used to seeing you dance like that." I chugged the rest of my drink and tossed the cup aside, getting ready to show him what's next. I took two steps back so that I wouldn't mistakenly hit him before doing the same move he had just done, popping my chest forward and rolling my hips. Except I didn't stop
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