Sonny

I had to pin up my hair and put it into a hat. I also had to put sunglasses on and wear something that I would normally never wear, all leather. This was because ever since I sung on So Random! people wouldn't leave me alone! I was hoping that no one would recognize me because I had big plans tonight…I was going to go to a teen dance club.

I know, it sounds really lame when you think about it. But I'd been wanting to get out and dance for a long time and the opening of this new club was perfect for the occasion. So, I'd slipped on something that would make me unrecognizable and ran off to my car. Luckily, my mom was still at work, and I didn't have to explain anything to her.

It didn't take long for me to get to the club, mostly because I'd been singing to the radio in my car. I knew I wasn't going to be able to do that at the club without getting recognized, which would be hard. I hoped that I wouldn't get too hot in the leather, but I knew I would. Why was I even doing this anyway? I mean, I could always just turn on the stereo in my room and dance my pants off-not literally, I don't strip.

But it was too late; I was already in the line to get in and practically jumping up and down with excitement. I noticed people and stopped. It took me while to get to the front, and I realized that if I just revealed who I was I could easily get to the front, but that would blow everything. I finally made it up to the big bodyguard dressed in all black.

"How old are you?" he asked me. His bald head was reflecting the lights and made it hard for me not to laugh.

"I thought this was a teen club?" I questioned.

"It is. Which is why we are trying to keep all overage and underage people out. 13-19 only. Nothing over; nothing under." he replied.

"Oh. I'm sixteen." I replied.

He looked at me up and down. "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" I practically yelled. "I mean, why else do you think I'm dressed like this? Parents? They wouldn't let me come, so I snuck out."

For a minute I didn't think it would work, but then he just shrugged. "Not my problem." he said, and rushed me into the club.

I ran into the club and took it all in. The music was loud and the beat was making the glasses shake behind the bar. The different color lights were shining everywhere. A disco ball hung in the middle of the room, and there were a lot of people just hanging around in the room. No one was dancing.

Rihanna's "SOS" came on and I knew I couldn't miss dancing to it. I made my way to the middle of the room and started swaying back and forth at first, slowly dancing more and more. Fortunately, someone else walked out and started dancing, too. Slowly making his way toward me.

***

Chad

I'd heard about the opening of the new club in town and was surprised when I didn't get an invitation. Then I remembered that the new DJ was my ex's boyfriend and everyone who worked at the club had connections. I had to get into that club. If they wanted me out, then I was just going to have to sneak in.

I pulled on some plain jeans- ew -a dark green shirt- gross -and a long coat- yuck! I had to wear a hat and some sunglasses. I threw the ugly sunglasses out when I saw them on me and grabbed some normal glasses, instead. That was…well, somewhat better. But really, who could pull this look off but me? No one, that's who.

I couldn't get my limo driver to take me because he only drives my limo. Yeah, that wouldn't get me recognized at all. So, I decided to take my motorcycle. That's right; I have a motorcycle, and I look awesome on it. Not to mention, the chicks dig it.

It took me a long time to find a parking spot, and when I finally did, it couldn't be farther away. I jogged off to the line in front of the club. I was about to just start passing people up, but then I remembered I wasn't supposed to be me right now. So, I just waited patiently in line, playing with my phone and tripping people when they tried to pass me.

I looked at the girl beside me. She was pretty cute. Blonde hair, green eyes, and tan legs. I scooted over to her and pulled my glasses down a little. She gasped and I shushed her. "Our secret?" I asked. She nodded in speechlessness. "Okay, let me put my arm in yours and go in with you, and I'll let you dance with me."

"Sure." she replied. Okay, her body was hot, but that voice could make ears bleed.

We made it to the front, and my plan worked like a charm. The bodyguard didn't even look at me, and let us go through without a single word. Ah, the pleasures of being so handsome, talented, and smart. Three little words, just like my name.

When I got in the room Justin Bieber's "Somebody To Love" was playing. What was up with this guy? He's not that special. He's not special at all. But whatever. I danced with the blonde girl like I promised and then made my way over to a table. I sat drinking a frozen pineapple drink a waiter walking by gave me. I found myself singing along to a few of the songs as they came on.

I was about to leave, finding out that going to clubs aren't as fun when no one is taking pictures of you, when I spotted the girl in the middle of the room dancing. Everyone had cleared the floor earlier, and now she was the only one dancing. Wow, the way she moved. You would think she was a goddess. She reminded me of someone, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

I smiled as the beat to "SOS" made the club jump. I started to slowly make my way towards the girl, dancing as I went along.

Tonight was going to be a lot more fun than I thought. . .

Hey guys, I need some help. Should I continue this story or not? I don't know if it's really capturing your interest, or what. So, some help would be nice! =) I love you all, but in a totally sister-brother-non-stalkerish-mutual-way. Did that make sense? Forget it…hehe.

But seriously. I NEED TO KNOW! Lol. Thanks =)

~Oblivious~