It was the third club when my friends started asking me who this Eddie was. Apparently my little brother told them that she was just some minor acquaintance of mine, but when you make celebrities wait for you and your friends to enter the club first and the best VIP room is set aside for you, it kind of say she was more than just a friend. The liquor was flowing, the party was epic, and somewhere during the club hopping, we had changed drivers. How did I know this, my driver was always the one to inform the doorman who I was. When we walked up and tried to walk in, we were met by nearly every bouncer at the club and not one of them looked happy to see us. “I think you guys might want to go somewhere else?” said a large man out front. “Is there a problem? I was told…” “The problem is that …show more content…
There was a delay with us leaving. There was an ambulance in the way with the fake me being wrapped up in a temporary body cast so they could transport them to a hospital furthest away from the nightclub. Oh well, the delay allowed us to suck down a few more cups of coffee. I had two more clubs to party at with my boys and a wakeup call with Eddie helping me sober up. However, when I opened my eyes, I wanted to see the script of my life my future ball a chain was using. I wasn’t in bed with Eddie, but the chauffeur. My cell phone was on the nightstand ruined. It was when the woman next to me asked me if I wanted to go at it again that a small amount of panic set in. actually I had already freaked out, but there was a small amount left over and I had just started using it. I called down for room service and had them place a call to Eddie for me because I didn’t know where the hell I was. But, one thing for sure, nothing happened. How did I known