I'm Normal ... lol jokes I'm a UUFC Fighter

Ditched (2)

Hey guys in the side bar there is a song called Warp byut the bloody betroots, this is the song that Elle tries to recreate at the club while they sing happy birthday. I suggest listening to this song because it is really good and everytime i hear warp i start raving :)

Chapter 2 - Ditched

Elektra's P.O.V

I can't believe her!! I can't believe that Chelsea invited the most shittiest rock band in the world to her party! (however in my mind they were all shitty) But these guys were by far the worst!! The reason why they survived was to just get laid. The boy down with Chels was the bassist ... Robo? He was so seedy looking, his hair was brown with black tips, his eyes were black, no joke. I couldn't tell what was his pupil and what was the iris.

Chelsea had told me that the other two band members were here as well. Robo had pointed them out and it was a dark boy with a bottle of vodka in his hand and a pale blondie that hadn't taken a drink all night. I had sneaked looks at him before a couple times, all he ever did was stare at me while I danced. My hatred for them grew as Robo pointed them out, when Robo asked me to dance with him and Chels I knew exactly what he was planning. Sorry Robo but I'm a lot smarter than those dumb sluts you go for - I'm not saying my besstie is a dumb slut but when she drinks a lot she sure as hell acts like one.

I confronted the boys about me and how I was untouchable. The dark boy was shocked at first but turned his look to guilt and kindess. It was an odd mixture but it was clear that he felt bad for staring at me like that and wanted us to be friends. If he had apologised to me I would have forgiven him, he seemed like a generally nice kid.

The other guy however was not what I had expected when I got up there, I hated blondes. But this blonde, well ... he was an exception. He was tall and lean, skin slightly pale, small studs poked out from under two spots on his lips and a piercing on his left ear. His eyes were of a blue hue that were striped silver. After I had told them off all he did was smirk at me. He thinks he can dominate me? Bastard.

If this was a different situation I would have been head over heels for him, but sadly these assholes were rockers. And me being the techno punk that I am hated them.

I ran down the stairs and walked back into the hundreds of sweaty drunk people. A heavy bass line was kicking and my body began to move naturally. Adjusting to the beats that came and went and how people were around me. I could have done this for years and still not get sick of it, I adored the way music made me dance and feel.

I shook myself from the musical ecstasy and moved toward the stage. I grabbed a mic I found on the way to the stage and climbed on top. I yelled at the crowd through the mic to shut the hell up!

The crowd went quiet and the music stopped. Hundreds of eyes were glued onto me, I could see some men checking me out others were just annoyed at my outburst.

"As you all may know it is Chelsea's 19th Birthday today! I came up here to say a little speech about my best friend." I began on the story of how we met each other and how we acted towards each other. Somewhere in the middle of my speech Chelsea was by my side nearly in tears because of how "emotional" the speech was. I ended my speech by saying, "anyways I hope I didn't bore any of you's to death, cause I know I bored myself," Chelsea elbowed me in the gut, I giggled at her and said, "Happy Birthday Chels."

She gripped me into a huge bear hug. Everyone in the crowd cheered and began to sing "happy birthday" really out of tune. I decided to add my own twist to the song and headed towards the DJ's desk where all the music was made. I kicked him off and started putting on a heavy bass, I added random sound effects that sounded like drum beats and siren like noises. They seemed like they wouldn't mix well but they did. I moved the speed up and everyone began to dance and rave. I felt on top of the world till midnight rolled around. My energy was fading, I guess I had to stop. I pulled off my heaphones and the crowd groaned when they saw me leave the stage. I put on a simple beat for the DJ to play but he never came back. I looked around for him but he was no where in sight, neither were those band boys.

A loud strum of a guitar broke through the speakers. People at first covered their ears and turned their attention towards the stage. The top level of the stage rotated from under the curtains and out came the three band boys. The girls went wild and ran to the front, hoping to touch them. The band boys chuckle except for Blondie. He rolled his eyes at the screaming girls and searched the crowd till his eyes landed on me. A devilish grins spread across his face and he winked at me. All the girls practically screamed themselves on the verge of fainting. A few however did drop to the floor in excitment.

I groaned and grabbed my stuff from behind the bar and made my way out of the party. I grabbed my IPod and shoved the buds into my ears. Turning on The Presets and turned it up full blast. Chels knew that I had to leave early, I had to rest for the UUFC.

I made my way out of the club and into the black car park. I searched for my ride and saw her. My beautiful Ducati Monster. Her silver finished shined in the dim lighting of the streetlamps. I rushed over to her and put the keys into the ignition. She roared to life and I sighed in relief to the familiarity.

I rode back to the Ceasar's Palace hotel. I had ordered out my parents suite that they had somehow permenantly bought a long time ago. People can rent it out, but for two months it was mine and Chels'.

I stripped out of my sweaty clothes and took a shower. Scrubbing off the disgusting glowstick substance that had landed on my skin while I was dancing.

I dressed into some pj's and dropped onto my bed, sleep came to me instantly. My final thought was of that blonde boy and how he smirked at me. He must have thought that he could dominate me, well just as Miley Cyrus says, "I can't be tamed."