"I can't believe that you never told us you had the hookup, Tina," Lyla shouted, pulling on the side of her black satin dress that stopped at the top of her thigh and had a little slit the sides were open showing a little side boob. Jacob bought it for her to wear for the party, but wasn't totally comfortable in it.
One of the things she loved about him most is that he worked hard to push her out of her comfort zone. She would willingly admit that she was a spoiled rich girl when they met. She projected all the confidence in the world, but deep down didn't really have any. Isaac had changed that. The look in his eye when she had shown him the dress on her, had given her the boost of confidence to leave the house in it. But now she thought about how others may be looking at her the same way.
Ivy watched their interaction and sent her a wink when she looked at her. She loved their relationship, it gave her goals. "Yeah, Eric," she swung her eyes to their friend, trying to look mad. "What the hell?"
Eric had gotten them all past the line and said he even could get them into the VIP area. "What can I say, everyone loves me," Eric said as he popped his collar. The rest of the group rolled their eyes at the same time. "But seriously, my dad knows the owner's dad. They went to school together or something. So, dad hooked it up for graduation," he said before turning around and waving down the bartender.
Eric looked at the group, "what are we drinking tonight?" He asked them.
"Tequila, obviously,"Rose shouted, causing everyone to groan. "What?" she asked. Rose loved tequila, but everyone didn't exactly love her after a couple of shots. She was loud and crazy sober. Give her some tequila and no one was safe.
"Can we do vodka or something else tonight. Please," Jacob, Lyla's fiancé begged. He just graduated law school and was staring at his father's law firm on Monday, a hangover all weekend was not the way he planned on preparing.
Rose sighed, "fine, vodka's all around," she shouted and waved her hand in a circular motion at the bartender who nodded his head and started setting shot glasses on the bar.The group all took their shots before the girls decided it was time to go dance a little. Lyla held on to Rose and Ivy hands dragging them towards the dance floor as she shouted, "let's get this party started," causing the whole group to laugh. They danced with each other while the two guys watched to make sure that no one bothered them. They took pride in always making sure the girls were safe when they went out.
"Thanks for getting us in here tonight, Eric," Jacob said while watching his future wife grind on her best friends.
"Not even a thing," Eric said back laughing as he watched Rose nearly fall over from Lyla grinding too roughly against her. "Maybe we should take the girls to VIP. It might be safer," he laughed. Jacob nodded in agreement.
The guys walked to where the girls we are dancing. Jacob wrapped his arm around Lyla waist and leaned into her ear. "Let's go check out VIP," he said and she nodded happily.
Eric led the way and gave his name to the bouncer that was guarding the area. After checking his list, he turned and opened the door, revealing a set of stairs. The group climbed them to the top where they were met with another bouncer that stood with a door on either side of him. "Name?"
"Eric Mark," he said his full name proudly.
"Oh, are you Salvo's son?" The guard asked him. Eric nodded his head as the others looked at each other wondering what was going on. The guard turned and opened the door to the left of him before stepping to the side for them all to enter. "Enjoy, Sir," he said before shutting the door.
The others raised their eyebrows at him, but Eric just shrugged, "must be a VIP thing," he cleared his throat nervously.
"You know got to treat us extra special." He walked further into the room. Ivy looked at Lyla as if to say that they would both be making sure to ask Eric what that was really all about. Looking around the room they were all amazed at the scene in front of them. The room was completely white. From the walls to the furniture. It was dark in except where there were bright spot lights lining the floor and the bar. There was a glass half wall overlooking the dance floor so they could still hear the music and be a part of the club vibe.
"What can I get you?" a waitress asked. They each ordered their favorite drink. Rose, of course, added a round of shots for them before standing up and beginning to dance again. Ivy and Lylajoined her as they laughed.
"I can't believe that we are finally done with school," Lyla said. "Finally, time to start our lives."
"Speak for yourself," Rose said. She was starting medical school after the summer. She sometimes wasn't sure if she made the right decision. Ivy had done nurse practitioner and Rose had thought about it, but her parents had pushed for her to become a pediatrician so that she could join them in their practice. Rose didn't even like kids, but had agreed none the less.
It was hard, at least for her, to tell her parents 'no.'
"Rose at least you will have a built-in job as soon as you graduate," Lyla placed her hand on her shoulder and shook her, "and you have the entire summer to party," she got louder as she spoke causing the others to huller and giggle.
"Girls, drinks," Jacob shouted to get their attention. They all ran over to the couch the guys were sitting on. Everyone grabbed a shot glass, they clinked them together and shouted "cheers!" before slamming them back.
Ivy slumped down on the couch next to Eric and took a deep breath before putting her head on his shoulder. "What's with you Sugar Plum?" He asked her. She smiled at hearing his nickname for her.
"I just don't feel like I'm where I should be in life by now," she said picking at her nails. Eric started laughing, but stopped when she gave him a look that said she was serious.
"What are you talking about? Your life is just starting. You have a great job already, a great apartment and the best friends ever! What more could you ask for?" he waved his hands around like she should take in the splendor that was her life. Ivy laughed and turned to look at him.
"I know, but look at Lyla, she's getting married. She has the guy," she shook her hands in her best friends' direction who was sitting on Jacob's lap making out with him. "I didn't even go out on more than one date through the entire span of college." This caused Eric to bust out in a fit of laughter. Ivy slapped him on the shoulder, "It's not funny, ivy.""I'm sorry, but it kind of is. That date was a serious disaster," he said while still laughing. Ivy tried to hold in her laughter, using her hand to cover her mouth to hide her smirk. But she couldn't help but laugh thinking about the date that had ended with her date dropping her off at the emergency room before leaving her there like the asshole he obviously was. She ended up with four stitches across her forehead after they has bumped heads reaching for her napkin that she dropped. When she had pulled her head back, she hit the tray that a waiter was holding at just the right angle.
"What are we talking about?" Lyla asked. She had finally stopped trying to suck Jacob's face off but was still sitting on his lap.
"Ivy's feeling sorry for herself. She is crying over missed opportunities," Eric waved his hands dramatically. Ivy could have taken offense to it, but she had known him long enough that he was just trying to be funny.
"I'm just not looking forward to all the frogs I'm going to have to kiss so that I can find my Jacob," She said looking between Lyla and Jacob.
"Well, why don't we get you started, then?" Rose said, sitting down beside her and handing her another shot.
Ivy took the shot, "what do you mean?" She frowned at her afraid of the answer. Rose's ideas always scared her a little.