Where Angels Go, Trouble Follows by Anita

Sa'iyda moved her body along the dance floor. An upbeat dance song played and she sang along.

"And is all because, where angels go, where angels go, trouble follows."

Sai smirked evilly. She tossed her hair and shook her hips getting many approving glances from the male population.

There was a tap on her shoulder. She turned to face the person. There standing right in front of her was AJ of the Backstreet Boys.

"Hey baby wanna dance?" He asked his voice gruff.

"Already am." She pointed out.

He laughed and began to move his body with hers.

She allowed him to dance with her.

They spent the next hour dancing and slow dancing together before he had to go.

"Listen will you call me?" AJ asked her.

"Um, sure." She said pausing.

He wrote his number down for her and handed it to her.

*One Week Later*

Sa'iyda finally decided to call AJ.

"Hello?" He finally answered just as she was about to hang up.

"May I please speak with AJ?" She asked.

He sighed.

"Listen I have no idea how you got this number but please stop calling." And with that he hung up.

She was peeving mad. She got ready and went out to another club.

Within the hour she saw him dancing. She rolled her eyes and continued to dance.

"Hello there angel." A voice tickled her ear.

She faced AJ.

"Back off."

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I did today and you hung up on me!"

His eyes widdened.

"I'm sorry, I had no idea it was you."

She rolled her eyes.

"Let me buy you a drink." He offered.

She hesitated, she was still mad about what he had done.

"Fine, lets go."

Soon they sat at the bar drinking. Or actually AJ was really the one drinking. Sai only pretended too. Soon AJ was drunk and back on the dance floor dancing with some random people. She turned to the bartender.

"I need 2 bottles of your best Tequilla 4 shot glasses and 2 of your bar shirts in extra small please."

He got the things she needed.

"$95 please."

She got the pad to put it on "her account.

The guy looked at it then called to her retreating form.

"YOU GAVE ME $595!"

"Consider the $500 your tip!" She called back to him and left.

She got into her car and smirked. It would be funny to see what happened when AJ got the bill.

Oh well, not her problem. She thought and drove home singing,

Where angels go, trouble follows...

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