The Game Without Rules

Chapter Three

Shrugging, he complies as I walk out the door greeted by Kara.

"Come on. Ana's been bothering me about your whereabouts." She grabs my arm tugging me down the grand marble staircase.

Everyone is crowded around the humongous cake along Ana singing happy birthday.

Kara is pulling me towards the middle where Ana is standing and I can't help my eyes wondering over towards the staircase where I take notice to Alex whose fixing his suit before walking down the stairs.

My attention is pulled back towards a happy Ana as people clap and cheer for her. I smile and do as everyone around me until it dies down.

I take notice as Greg rolls his as he claps and pretend gags.

I laugh earning a questioning look from Ana and quickly hide it with a smile.

When she focuses back to the talking people around her I walk over towards Greg who was drinking what looks whiskey.

"You seem miserable. Why are you here?"

"I don't like being left out." He smirks.

"Fair enough."

As we watch the crowd around us Mike Damson walks over towards us excitedly.

"Hey, a bunch of us are going out and we thought you guys would like to come."

"I don't think-"

"Yes! Of course we're coming now." Greg answers us cutting me off and pulling me towards the front entrance were I see Kara along with others that are leaving.

I grab ahold of her and she accompanies me and Greg with a few others as valet pulls are cars up and we hop in speeding onto the highway. ~~~~

"Wait. We're kind of assholes for leaving Ana's party without her." I say looking at everyone.

"Ehh." Greg says and everyone else shrugs. "Now back to the story and no interrupting."

I give him a flat look in return before settling back in my seat.

Back To Last Night***

It smells like sweat and disparity causing me to cringe in disgust while Greg and Kara's eyes glint in excitement as we enter the night club. People were grinding close against each other and others were flat out drunk.

Drinks. I need drinks immediately.

Making my way towards the bar I order whatever the bartender or mixologist (as he wants to call himself) stirs up.

I don't know what it was but it was strong .... and good. The pink liquid burned as it rushed down my throat.

A couple of the same drinks along with a couple of vodka shots later my heels were kicked off and my hair was down as I dance with Kara in the middle of the dance floor. My dress was hiked up a bit so I can dance more freely. Soon Greg takes hold of Kara and they start to dance.

My friend Maggie is laughing uncontrollably as she always is when she's drunk and she hops up on the bar counter dancing.

"Come on it'll be fun." She says motioning for me to join her and because my head isn't thinking straight I do.

After a couple minutes I start to get dizzy causing me to trip and fall off the the bar.

Instead of hitting to the floor as expected I'm caught into someone's arms.

I look up to my savior.

Alex.

He still doesn't know who I am. My mask is still on and his is still kept on his face.

He smirks.

"Found you."

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