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weird to smile.
    We always went back and forth with insults. She was the only one I felt comfortable to do that with.
    Chuckling from the other side, she cleared her throat and said, “Okay, enough about me. How are you?” Her voice softened. “How’s your dad doing? Don’t think I didn’t hear the slight sadness in your tone.”
    My grin vanished. I closed my eyes and sighed. Ella didn’t know everything that was going on in my house, but I really wanted to tell her about Adam.
    “He’s doing well, you know… the usual. But something happened today.”
    “What?”
    “When I got home this evening, I found Adam eavesdropping on our parents’ conversation.” I sucked in a breath. “He knows.”
    “Fucking shit!”
    “Tell me about it. But we talked,” I said on a high note. “He seemed calmer.”
    “Damn girl. I hate that you have to deal with everything by yourself.”
    “Hey, I’m not alone.” I protested.
    “Yes, you are. In your mind, you’re alone. When you keep everything buried inside, you’re alone. I hate it. I wish I could do something for you. Those stupid tests are taking over my time,” she grumbled. “I just want to be there for you.”
    “But you are,” I said softly. “You are here for me whenever I need you to be. But for now, keep your head in the game and ace those tests! You know I’ll need you in the near future as my personal shrink.”
    “Ha-ha-ha… as if you would tell me anything. It would be easier to steal a piece of meat from a shark.”
    “Very funny.”
    “Hey, you know what I’ve been thinking?”
    “What?”
    “Let’s go out. You had a shitty day. I’m taking a break. Let’s go out and let loose for a bit. Are you in?”
    I thought about it for a whole two seconds, then said, “Hell yes!”
    “Hurray! I’ll pick you up in an hour. Dress up. We are gonna paint the town red!”
    I had to find the perfect outfit. She couldn’t imagine how much I needed this right now. It had been a while since I got out and let off some steam.
    Town, here we come!
     

     
    We decided to go to a popular bar in town. It had a large dance floor and an open stage where you could go up and sing whatever you wanted. I had a feeling Ella planned for me to sing tonight, but there was no chance in hell I was going to do it. With fake ID’s in tow, we waited in the long line outside. The air was cold and bit into my skin. I tightened my grip around my leather jacket and hopped in place to keep myself warm.
    The line moved quickly and before long, we showed the bouncer our ID cards. He let us in without blinking an eye. I was shocked. Maybe it was because of the cold, or maybe it was our outfits and make-up, or maybe he just didn’t care. Feeling giddy, we winked at each other as we walked into the bar, big smiles plastered across our faces.
    The place was crowded. There was a huge dance floor in the middle, a long bar on the right and tables were scattered all around. The ceiling was high and gave the space a feeling of openness. The lights were dimmed and multiple colored lights emerged from the D.J. stand, enveloping the room with their liveliness.
    We went straight to the bar and ordered tequila shots to get us started. We knocked them back and then Ella proceeded with ordering an apple martini for herself while I ordered a mojito. We clinked our glasses, and I took a long sip, savoring the sweet taste of the lime and mint.
    We hung at the bar for a while, sipping our drinks and talking about anything and everything. Then when we had our fill, we went to find ourselves a seat.
    I felt good. It’d been so long since I’d been out having fun that it felt foreign. We looked good too. Ella wore a short black mini-dress that outlined every curve of her tall frame. Her long, curly red hair flowed down her back. Her face glowed with a natural tan, and her big blue eyes were lined with smoky eyeliner. Her full lips were painted blood red. She was edgy and beautiful. She wore a

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