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    wandering- 2

    “Oh fuck…move you beast of a fugly man.” the sound of that familiar voice breaking through this dull roar. “Ow would you stop it…I can’t see her.”

    Walking towards the sound of her voice, moving past the looks from the people when they realize who we are. And I swear to god I may just piss my self laughing.

    “Al…Jen what are you guy’s doing?” her voice calm steady and my side is killing me.

    “oh shit okay we give up.” they turn hands in the air, knocking over the display of tassels I think…I don’t know they look like those things that old school strippers wore. Why the hell do I know that?

    The look on Jenny’s face of pure terror, and I swear to god if I can ever breathe again I gotta tell them to stop staring at us like that. Turning around wanting to get away from those looks and I almost die when I see the look on her face. She stands a few steps farther back looking around nervously, her face flushed a deep pink and she turns to look at the light bulbs next to her…. Fuck, god I think I’m embarrassing her.

    “Oh thank god it’s you.” Jenny’s voice soft and filled with relief, “some security guard was walking by giving us dirty looks earlier….oh hi.” she stop looking at Alex utterly confused.

    “Well why would the security guard be after you guy’s?” trying to breath, to get over the look of fear on their faces, of embarrassment on hers.

    “Well apparently we’re stalking some chick over there…when really we’re just following her at a distance.” shit Al is fucking hilarious, ok breath. “Ok Shane are you okay there? Geez just stop laughing and breath.”

    The dull pain of her hand hitting my back, the blurry outline of them all looking at me.

    “Yeah okay…god. So is she hot?” her hand hitting my arm, and I love that look of jealousy flashing through her eyes. “Ow…I’m just asking.”

    “Yeah well remember who your going home with.” she points her finger at me trying to intimidate me, and I can only smile at the way her nose wrinkles.

    “Uhm Alex.” Turning to point to her and she just hits me again. “Ok I was just joking…I’ll make it up to you tonight.”

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