The Encounter

" Ever encounter is significant, because one encounter is all you need to bring forth a life changing experience"

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Xeno, Natasha and I eventually reach Natasha's big light blue and dark brown house. When we enter the house, we see Natasha's mom in the living room, sipping from her wine glass as she watches tv, just wearing a silk robe with her straight black hair thrown in a messy bun on top of her head. Upon hearing us enter, she turns to look at us with a big smile on her face. "Oh, hey girls! How was shopping?" she asks.

"It was good, mom, we are going to head up to my room and chill before getting ready to leave, okay?" Natasha says.

"Okay, Nat." her mother answers as we were heading upstairs. I smile knowingly at Natasha, as she rolls her eyes at her mother for calling her Nat, a nickname she hates. I sometimes get jealous of Natasha even though she has her own struggles; her dad travels a lot for work to make a lot of money, and because of that she is able to live an expensive lifestyle. I'm mostly jealous of her and her mother's relationship, because it's as if they are best  friends, as they are really close and share almost everything together. Rachel, Natasha'a mom, is really chill and easy going, but she knows how to be strict, and when she is in that mood, everyone knows not to mess with her.

We hang out in Natasha's room and we talk and laugh about stupid shit. It was 7:30 when we decide to start getting ready for the night. We play music, singing and dancing around each other as we get ready. We take turns showering and doing each other 's make-up and hair. In between all of that, Natasha mom came up and hands each of us a shot, as I drank it all I could feel a burning sensation going down my throat.

It was now 10:00 and we are all ready. I had my hair up in a curly high bun with smoky eye shadow, lipstick and  mascara on, making my grey eyes pop a little more. I check myself one last time when I see my best friends come up to me from behind and say, "Bitch, you look like a snack!" I smile at them feeling a little more confident about my outfit.

      "Who knows maybe I'll find myself a boyfriend tonight." I joke goofily at my friends, who always tell me how much I needed to get out of my shell and find myself a man.

      They all look at me, shocked by what I said, then they smile and say, "That's the spirit, girl, we are so proud," Then they laugh and continue, "Our baby is growing up so fast." We all laugh together, knowing for sure the shots were settling in. We leave the house to go wait on our taxi that should be here at 10:20pm.

    We reached the club at 11pm, finding Dave and his friends waiting in line. They introduce themselves to be Tyson, who was wearing a white T shirt and jeans with jet black hair and a boyish face, and Wilson, who is the complete opposite, as he looks like your typical bad boy in a leather jacket and dark jeans, his dark blue eyes and ginger hair standing out. We join up with them as we tell jokes about how we are going to get so wasted and how much we are going to dance with guys without a care in the world.

    We step up to the security as we finally reached the front and showed him our ID's. When we got into the club, we split up, Natasha, Xeno and I went to buy our drinks and the boys go booth searching.

        We settle in a booth in the far corner of the club, which allow us a good view of the VIP tables that are upstairs. Natasha, Xeno and I come back with shots and we each take a glass, throwing our heads back, and I feel the same burning sensation slide down my throat as the alcohol did, and a warming sensation runs through my veins.

    "That's my fourth and last drink for the night," I say excitedly, already feeling the alcohol doing its job. My friends giggle at me. "Light weight," I hear Dave and his friends whisper. I roll my eyes at them.

Turning back to my girls, I yell, "Let's dance!" over the music and get up, dragging my friends to the crowded dance floor. We start to dance to a song we don't even know. I'm surprise I'm not feeling uncomfortable in a social situation, but then again, there is alcohol in my system.

      All my friends are now dancing, Natasha was grinding her bum on Dave and Xeno was doing the same but to mister bad boy Wilson. Tyson was trying his luck this beautiful looking short brunette.  I sit down, feeling a little tired from all the dancing, and watch them as they enjoy themselves. I look around the club for a while, but then my eyes stop to stare up at the VIP section of the club. I watch what looks to be a woman dancing on a pole that's in the middle of the table that is surrounded by chairs.

      I start to blush when I see one of the guys she is dancing for stand up and turn around, seeming to look directly at me. I quickly turn around so it doesn't seem like I was staring (even though I was).

      After a while of me sitting and listening to music while continuing to watch my friends as they drunkenly dance against each other, I hear a voice coming from next to me. "Excuse me, miss, but my boss is asking if you would care to join him in the VIP area."

I turn my head to look to see if the guy, who is really tall and dressed in what seemed to be a dark jeans and polo T-shirt, is talking to me, which he is, because he is standing right next to me and looking right at me.

    "And who is your boss?" I ask, and he points to the guy that I had seen stand up earlier. The guy appears to be watching me, and I turn back my head to the first guy and shout, "Well, tell your boss that if he wants my company he should come ask for it himself." With that, he walks off and goes back up the stairs to tell his boss what I had told him.

      I see the man turn to look at me once more before he walks from where he was standing and come downstairs.  My eyes try its best at following him as he walks with so much confidence. He walks through the crowd, coming right at me. He stops when he is right in front of me.

"I see we meet again." he says with a hint of a smirk outlining his face.....