Second Thoughts

Fake ID's and Fame

            Janoskians. Just Another Name Of Silly Kids In Another Nation. Skip. At least thats what I got out of it. Everyone loves them. Aussie. Brown Hair. Brown Eyes. Green BEAU-TIFUL eyes. Brooks. Sahyounie. Yammouni. They're all perfect. Perfect personalities. Just perfect.

        
           The bar was full of girls and boys. Moms, Dads, teenagers, Milfs, Gays, Trans, Bi, a little bit of everyone. I was the one with a fake ID. All 3 of my friends were with me. Let me tell you a little about each of them.

          
           First there's Hazel. You can tell by her name that she's this nice, shy girl. Doesn't talk much. She gets emotional very easily. Next there's Amanda. She's the opposite. Outgoing, a little crazy, "Vegan" so she says. She can be a lot of fun when your looking for fun. Next there's Everleen. She can be dumb sometimes, even though I think she acts like that on purpose, she's very cheeky, and she may be the horniest one here. Then, there's me. This anxious, gets very annoyed easily, quiet/loud person. I'm very complicated and confusing.

           "One more shot of vodka please" says Amanda, flipping her long blond hair out of her face.

"Oh my god, you've had 5 shots already." I whisper, getting annoyed as usual.

"Shut up, its not like you're paying for it." Amanda replys. The guy behind the counter hands it to her. "Your a fine ass mother fu****!"

Everleen laughs, parting her hair, "AMANDA!!" she yells.
Hazel looks at me. " I have to go pee, wanna come with?"
I smile. "Sure."

       We walk to the bathroom door and there's a whole bunch of guys guarding it. They all looked so buff and tall.
"Hey ladies," says one, licking his lips, " you two look like you need some loving."

Another guy starts talking. "Want to come to my place tonight babies?" He says.

"Your so hot damn!!" Another guy says. He grabs Hazels arm and bites down on his bottom lip. Hazel grabs his hands and pulls them off.

"Ooo, fistyy." One of the men say. I look at Hazel, and her eyes were starting to water up. All 7 of them were surrounding us now. I hold onto Hazel's hand and manage to push my way through them into the bathroom.

           When we got into the bathroom, Hazel got a paper towel and wiped up all the mascara streaming down her face.

"Its okay, Hazel. I'm sure they do this to everyone." I say.
"YEA BUT WERE TEENAGERS!" she replys.

"But they don't know that! This Bar is only for 21+! I'm sure if they knew, they would feel so guilty."

Hazel finishes cleaning up her makeup. "Yea, I guess... im so dumb. I feel so retarded." Hazel's eyes start watering again.

"Oh, Hazelyn, your gonna make me cry, let's just go home, we shouldn't even be here anyways."

I grab my phone that was sitting on the sink and put it in my back pocket. I open the door and the guys are gone. I blink a couple times to make sure because I might just be hallucinating from all the drinks I had. No one. That's weird...

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           When I wake up I feel like shit. I run to my bathroom and open the toilet up. I puke. I dont even know what happened last night. I check my phone, that was in my pocket. Shit. Its 1 pm. What time did I even go home yesterday. How much did I drink. Why isn't my Dad home. What day is it. Who was with me at the bar. Did anything happen at the bar. I flush the toilet and spray my cheese cake febreze I got from bed, bath, and beyond. Don't judge, I just really love cheese cake. I wash my hands and go out to my living room where my laptop is charging. I unplug it and sign in.

           I open my YouTube channel and click on my singing video I made a couple days ago. I squint to see if I'm seeing the views right.
"What the fuck?!" I say, with my eyes wide open.

634,680 views. 48k likes. 1k dislikes "Im not even that good oh my gosh."

I can't believe it. The first ever singing video I made was going viral. I'm in shock. What am I supposed to do now? What do people do when this happens? Make more videos? I sit there speechless. "I should call one of my friends." I grab my phone and dial Hazel's number. It starts ringing. "Come on, pick up, pick up." It stops ringing.
"Hello?" she says.

"Oh my god Hazel guess what!" I reply. "My singing video I did on YouTube yea," I say, "has gotten viral." I could tell Hazel was as confused as me.

"What?" she says, as if she didnt hear me.

"It has 600,000 views!!"

" BITCH SAY WHAT!!!" she screams.

"Come over to my house!!" I say

"Be there in 15!"

I hang up, and look outside. It's a sunny day here in Los Angles. People were walking their dogs and watering their plants. I guess you can say I'm "rich".  Its mostly glass that covers my whole living room so I can see outside. My dad is business man and he works about 11 hours a day. Gets paid about 60 dollars an hour. There's a typical LA job for ya. But sadly I have no siblings. I would like to have someone to boss around or even be the one bossed around. It sounds so great to have siblings. And a mom.