| By: Kirsten He starred deep into the mirror his eyes a coffee brown, shinning from the florescent lights of the men's bathroom. It was filthy, condoms traced the floor as if they were footprints, the stalls were empty at the time, but writing upon their walls had shown presence from days or even hours ago. Numbers scribbled about the walls, 'call me', next to each. His eyes scanned the walls as he walked into the stall unzipping his pants. He studied the handwriting as if it was his own, looking for certain loops, in the C's and the way the's slant was made. He wasn't really interested in any of the offers, but it helped to take his boredom away. "Yo Bone!" He heard a voice scream from the bathroom entrance. Hearing the sounds of the club from inside the bathroom. He could hear Jennifer Lopez's 'Waiting for tonight' booming within the other room. "What dawg, I'm taking a piss." He screamed back. "Well zip up?" His blond-haired friend yelled back. "You piss like a women man." "Nick at least I don't look like one dawg!" He screamed back jokingly. "Yeah, fuck you." Nick said walking into the stall. "What is your fucking problem." A.J. yelled towards Nick. Seeing Nick's smiling face in the reflection of the toilet seat. "I told you to zip up, bro." Nick chuckled. "That doesn't give you an open invitation to come on in buddy." A.J. said while zipping his black leather pants up. "Damn it, can't I ever get some privacy?" "Nah, you gave that up awhile ago." Nick answered putting A.J. into a headlock. "Ok, you got me dawg." He paused. "Now get off!" Nick quickly pulled A.J.'s hat off quickly throwing it into the stall next to them. "Go fetch, dawg." Nick laughed as heading out of the bathroom. A.J. quickly ran, retrieving his black faded skull cap from the dirt-covered floor. He walked out into the club flashing lights blinded his eyes. He took his sunglasses off, asserting them in his pocket tracing the club scene for Nick and Rok. He saw Rok's curly brown hair within the crowd. He was with Leighanne, her blond hair flowed down her back, and her dress sparkled from the flashing lights in the club. He traced Rok's circle hoping to find Nick within it. He saw a couple blondes but none were Nick. He felt a slight twinge of pain go through his back, he looked behind him, Nick stood their in a pair of faded blue jeans and a dark green Fubu jersey, with the 07 printed on it. "Looking for someone Bone?" Nick questioned. "Yeah you dawg, where'd you go?" "I went on a booty search." "What would Mandah think Nickers?" Alex joked. "Nuttin, cuz she wouldn't of found out, and don't call me that jackass. He said starring Alex with what he tried to make an evil glare. "Am I suppose to be scared?" Alex joked. "So any pussy here worth a fuck?" He asked. "What about Amanda?" Nick mocked. "I'll tell her I got to work late, I mean her pussy ain't tight no more." He cracked. "It's cuz you fuck her to damn much." Nick scowled sarcastically. |