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Post by mimi on Nov 25, 2010 22:30:24 GMT -8
![](http://i49.tinypic.com/fxqznq.png) ![](http://i43.tinypic.com/2e1xetv.png) The club was packed as usual and Melissa wasn’t as happy about it as normal. For a Friday it was going pretty badly. Running her hands through her hair and roughing it up she began to try and make her way through the crowd. A few times she just pushed people out of her way seeing as they were too busy dancing to realize someone was trying to get past. A few of her friends were mixed in the crowd and as they say her she always heard “My my it’s Mimi!” it was a corny line yes but it’s what everyone always said to her. She rolled her eyes than finally saw a booth by the back well that no one was sitting at and started struggling to make sure she was the one to claim it. She saw another guy and girl on either side of her see the same but she dove, sliding into the booth with a grin. She flipped some hair over her shoulder and gave a sweet and innocent smile as if to say, sorry losers I got here first. Now walk away. The two looked at each other than the girl scoffed and returned to the dance floor. The guy just looked at her for a moment, Melissa looked him over but than a girl came up and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Not worth trying. Mimi rolled her eyes and kicked her heels up onto the booth, waiting for someone to come by and get what she wanted but from the way it was looking no one from the bar had even seen her sit down. She growled and stood up on the seat, waving a hand over her head, she finally caught the bartender’s attention, and it was someone she knew. Well, someone she had seen before who knew what she usually drank. Sex on Beach that is if she wasn’t doing rounds of screwdrivers. She smiled and fell back into the booth laughing. A few people were staring at her, the weird chick that’s too lazy to just walk to the bar. She rolled her eyes and twisted her torso to lean her elbows on the table in front of her and left her feet on the seat of the booth. She let an arm drop to the table and as she looked at the crowd her fingers drummed the table, there was the usual crowd of good looking guys but all of them seemed to be with someone. It was like her to show up to a popular nightclub and just expect a guy to wind up hitting on her but she had her doubts about tonight . ( OPEN ) ( 4 5 2 words ) ( I CANT BE TAMED, MILEY CYRUS ) ( WEARING ) ( NOTES GO HERE ) ( BROOKE FROM CAUTION )
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