Post by Brooklyn McKenzie on Aug 6, 2007 11:38:50 GMT -5
BROOKLYN MCKENZIE ! ♥
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Is there a better way to start off at a new school, and town, then to check out the local club? Definately not. Especially for a girl like Brooklyn. Her life was pretty much partying. Even at school. She barely remembers anything she has learned at school, most of the time she doesn't even show up. Some people might think that she's ruining her fut ture, but she could always marry rich right? Correct. At this point, she couldn't care less about failing in school, or a simple test. At one point in her life, she even wanted to quit school, but of course, her stupid aunt and uncle wouldn't let her. Lame.
Brooklyn was walking toward the local club. Yes, she was walking. She had stole someones car at one point. Even though it was her friend's car, the police apparente really still wanted to get her into trouble. It was either spend more time in juvie, or get her license taken away. Knowing Brooklyn, she'd go back there in a heartbeat. She really didn't care. But once again her aunt and uncle had to step in and thought it would be best to take her license away. That was freakin awful. Now she has to walk everywhere. This was somewhat a while ago, so she only have two more months until she has to go back, and do another test to get her e drivers license. So much work.
As the girl was nearing the club, that looked at least half decent, she could almost feel the loud bass beating the bass beating through the ground. The music was a sterotypical hip hop kind of beat. Really easy to dance to. Even though she's more into the 'rock' category, she'd deal. Her main purpose tonight was probably to get unbelievable drunk and have some fun. That was actually pretty much her main purpose in life. Going to school drunk, now that get's a kick out of people. And a couple of weeks suspension, but whatever.
Finally she neared the large doors to the what seemed like a nice club. Even though there was a line, she didn't fear of even bother waiting in it. Most of the people in the line-up looked as though they were, overweight, middle aged, transvestites, criminals, etc. Definately disturbing. And she knew damn well that the bouncer would let her in. Compare her, to the freaks in the corner. Exactly.
Brooklyn didn't even bother to flip out her fake ID. Most of the time, they didn't even ask for it. Not sure of their intentions, she just assumed it was the way she looked. Many people said that she looked way older then what she was. It came to her advantage most of the time.
Walking into the club, lights flashing everywhere, and people dancing crazily to the songs, she eyed a stool near the bar. Of course, she had to go over there immediately. It was almost like an addiction. Oh well. Sitting on the stool, it was actually pretty comfortable. Although some drunken idiot could of like pissed on it or something, she'd avoid those thoughts. "Give me your strongest." She declared in a serious tone. Whatever the price was, she'd manage. She had stolen some of her aunt's money from her purse before she left.
Cleverr.
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