Post by JASLYNN JANE NEZIRI on Oct 15, 2010 17:09:17 GMT -5
Hey you dance the night away!?
She just had enough of it. And what did she do at time like those? She tried to get outside. And it had worked. And she had to do a whole lot of effort to. With the outfit she was wearing? Well it wasn't the easiest one to climb over the fence and so she hadn't used that tactic this time. And let's not get into detail about that now shall we? It is an art to be able to do it, and she is able to do it. So in other words she is an artist? Not quite, she didn't have the chance to really do anything with her life. Except to just be. And she hated every bit of it. But not tonight, tonight it would be a night to celebrate and party. And what better place to go to a club. And LA had many clubs, exclusive and those for low lives and the in betweens. And it would be the last one she'd go to. Because there was just less chance of finding paparazzi there.
She had dressed for the occasion. Wearing a beautiful blue dress. Some jewelry and her purse and most importantly, killer heals that did not make her look like a dwarf. Yes Lynn thought that she was tiny, very little and way to skinny. Another reason why she did not understand why people wanted her, of all people her, to be a model. It was simply ridiculous. Once she stood outside she pulled everything right again. Checked her hair for the final time and then walked a few blocks to take a cab into the city. Soon enough that cab dropped her of at her usual place. She always went to party there, and she had never once regretted it.
The music was inflaming as always. You just wanted to dance and now that she was here she did so. But only after she got her favorite drink. And yes maybe that was the good thing about being a rich heiress for the right money she could drink anything she wanted and still get away with it. She could get away with allot of she wanted to. It was basically the law on which the city was build on, you got money you got what you want. And if you don't then bad luck. She had money but she didn't want it. She wanted to be normal and right here and now she did feel normal. She stood in the crowd though if you looked careful enough you could see that she stood out. If you looked careful enough you could see the labels and the fact that her clothes did not come from the GAP but from something entirely different.
No one would notice and she? She would dance dance the night away. After her drink she made her way to the dance floor. She had send out some texts to her friends as to where they could find her that night. She did hope that someone would read them and come. Otherwise she'd just make new friends. Still once she stood on the dance floor it was so easy. To just let her body move along with the music. She blended in, she could dance decently enough. Not good enough to really get noticed and not bad enough to get laughed at. Which worked just find for her. She was dancing and she was free for the moment. What more could a girl want?
