Its party time - Rebecca -

[kholden phinneaus jackson]

<sup>Kholden made his way through the crowd. It was pretty heavy tonight, that he was thankful for. Carson wasnt around, at least he had asked to see if he wanted to chill but something important must have been going on, because he said he couldnt tonight. It was okay though its not like they spent every waking moment together. They werent that big of freaks, then again Kholden really wouldnt mind. He really did enjoy his time with carson. Though since he also wasnt a clinger he didnt whine and piss and moan and instead he contacted his other most favorite person to chillax with at the clubs, rebecca.

He beamed down at his phone when she had said shed see him at the club tonight. He wanted some fun and what better way then to guarentee it by knowing just who you would be hanging around with. Kholden took a drink from his glass, the condensation from the ice on the outside of the glass making his fingertips wet and he leaned his hip against the bar tracing his finger through the liquid on the outside of the glass, making designs. Puppy dog brown eyes moved over the crowd looking for a familiar slim blond headed figure. He would have to grab her up before someone else did.

It was quite obvious to anyone how attractive Rebecca was and if he didnt scoop down right away, she would be whisked away in no time by some dude that thought he actually had a chance with the blond beauty. Kholden took another drink flashing a wink at a group of girls that were giving him looks. Hed seen then eyeing him up earlier and talking amongst themselves. Maybe he woudl dance with them later, but Kholden liked to play the eye tease to some people. He would acknowledge them and then flirt around casually before finally giving the person his attention. Never failed.

Kholden debated on texting carson while he waited to ease his antsiness. He didnt know why he was so antsy but he was so what can you do.

Kholden down the last of it and ordered another. He decided sitting in one spot was not good. He shot one last look at the group giving them a flirty grin as he brought his newly refreshed drink back to his lips and took a drink before disappearing back into the crowd, his eyes staying open for Rebecca.</sup>

[rebecca bianca füerst]

rebecca had spent the entire morning doing absolutely nothing. She had flipped through a few magazines that lacked content and had channel surfed until it felt like the padding of her thumb had been worn away. Eventually, sitting around didn't appeal to her as much as she thought it would have a couple days before. She had been looking forward to just kicking back and relaxing, but instead, she was busy gazing out the window of her mother's small, two-story house, listening to the sounds of the street waft up to her wide window. The people, the cars, the animals... Everything that passed through this city had something to do for the day, some kind of purpose for the couple of hours that remained until the sky grew dark completely and the routine would have to start over.

sighing heavily, she tucked her long legs beneath her and pressed her cheek to the cool glass, her dark gaze wandering around her room. She noted the position of her dresser, the messiness of her bed, and the scattering of clothes along her black and white plush rug. She figured if she was going to make herself useful, she'd at least clean up. Or try to. But before she had even unraveled her limbs from beneath her petite frame, her phone had gone about ringing noisily from beneath the cluster of clothes strewn across the floor.

her petite frame dove for the ringing device and she grasped it gingerly, flipping it open to view the text message that illuminated the screen. The corners of her mouth turned upward and she breathed a deep, relieved sigh as her blue eyes scanned the message repeatedly. Kholden had invited her out and in doing so, he had spared her from withering away due to extreme boredom.

gently, she tossed the phone upon her bed and went about rummaging around in her closet for something to wear. The last thing she wanted to do was keep him waiting when he had probably spent most of his time doing so. Thankfully enough, Rebecca had taken it upon herself to have already set clothes out for any surprise invitation that she might receive and she silently praised herself for doing so.

the only thing that had thrown her off a bit was that she would have to walk to their alleged meeting place and she took no time in doing so, practically sprinting every other couple of blocks. Once she had approached the street where the club was situated, a bubble of excitement rose within her chest as the loud music from within the four-walled establishment pumped through her body, shaking her core.

rebecca slid past the burly man who blocked the front door and peered around eagerly, searching for any sign of Kholden. After her eyes had honed in on him, she smoothed out her ensemble before engaging her long, jean-clad legs in a trek over to his jittering, excited figure.