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him hanging out with us, we’re nobody, but Hendrix being the hen that he is, gave Marcus instructions to not let us out of his sight. We flash our smiles to the security as they check our IDs, and Nina starts yapping about how she’s going to get Marcus to leave us alone for the night. I tune her out as we walk into the dark hallways and shiver at the difference in temperature from the outside heat.
    “This place is jammin’,” Nina shrieks as she sways her hips to the latest Pitbull song. “Let’s go find Sky!”
    I shrug, letting her lead the way. I can’t say I’m not curious to see which one of her uber-artsy friends would have connections at a nightclub like this. Nina says it’s one of the most impossible places to get into unless you’re somebody, know somebody, or have loads of money, which in turn means you know numerous somebodies. I bob my head side to side as I pick up my feet in a sort of dance/walk behind my equally bouncy cousin. I look around the place, which really is jammin’ , as she called it. There are people everywhere, dancing, drinking and grinding under the glowing purple haze that the lights emit.
    “We got here at the perfect time,” Nina shouts over her shoulder, her brown eyes giving off an up-to-no-good gleam I know all too well. I raise a questioning eyebrow, wondering what she’s alluding to. She steps beside me, bumping into a leggy blonde dancing behind us as she wraps her arm around my shoulder. “A bunch of hot guys just stepped into the VIP,” she shouts in my ear.
    I cringe, stepping away from her hold. “You’re going to bust one of my ear drums!” I reprimand as I follow her line of sight. I see the group of guys she’s talking about. They’re all dressed similarly: a couple in jeans and long sleeves, a couple in slacks and long sleeves. I purse my lips and shrug at her, not impressed. She throws her head back and laughs.
    “We soooo need to get you a drink … or twelve! I can’t believe you didn’t drink before coming!”
    Nina is all about pre-gaming and probably had that amount to drink before coming out tonight. I really don’t think it’s sunk in her head that I’m trying not to be the wild child I used to be.
    “One drink,” I say loudly.
    Nina squeals and lets go of my hand as she propels forward and wraps her arms around a tall guy. He smiles widely and receives the hug, crushing her onto him. I can’t see her face, but his looks like the definition of happiness, which stuns me enough that I stop walking. Nina has never had a long-term boyfriend. All of her relationships are fleeting moments of pretend love or opportunities. The guy she’s clinging onto has long shoulder-length dark hair, piercing blue eyes, and a scruffy beard. He’s totally not her type and completely my type. I usually go for what Nina calls the grungy look —dirty looking but totally hot, her words.
    She steps away from grungy guy’s hold and turns to me with a huge smile on her face and I know this means they’re just friends. Or in reality, he’s just a friend to her; she probably means more to him though.
    “Bee, this is Sky!” Nina says, pulling my arm so forcefully that I stumble a little as I walk to her. Sky steadies my other arm and looks at me with a bemused expression.
    “Sorry,” I say, embarrassed even though I didn’t fall, and even if I would’ve it wouldn’t have been my fault. “Hi, Sky. I’m Brooklyn.”
    He collects a handful of his hair and swipes it back on his head, letting me see his face better under the pulsating lights. His eyes are clear blue, like the sky, and I wonder if that’s why his parents named him that or if it’s a nickname in reference to it. He has light stubble over his jaw and thin lips that are turned up.
    “Brooklyn, I love that name,” he says, leaning in to give me a peck on the cheek. “I’m Skylar.”
    “Skylar,” I repeat with a smile as I nod in appreciation. “I like that name too.”
    Skylar wiggles his