"Exactly. Everyone here is trying to escape their past lives. These people, much like you, are broken. They lost their hopes and dreams; they just were wasting their lives. That's why I call it The...
"Because my life was crappy and going nowhere," I said. She nodded.
"Exactly. Everyone here is trying to escape their past lives. These people, much like you, are broken. They lost their hopes and dreams; they just were wasting their lives. That's why I call it The Boulevard of Broken Dreams, because it's full of people who were let down by life." she said, trying to make her face as normal as possible, but what she said was tragically true. Happy people don't search for something better, but people like me do. It made a lot of sense. She saw how my face had fallen and smiled, changing the subject.
"But who cares about the past, right? I say we should all just live in the present," She said with a crooked smile. "Besides, we're almost here," she said, smoothly changing the mood of the conversation back to a positive one.
As we were walking, I noticed a big sign with red lights on it reading "Christian's Inferno". A smile grew on my face. Danielle noticed my smile and mirrored my face.
"Here we are," she said as we approached the door. A bouncer stood outside the door and looked me over. Danielle laughed at the fear on my face.
"He's with me, Rocco," she said put her hand on my shoulder. The bouncer removed his sunglasses for a moment and smiled in recognition.
"Sorry, Danny, I didn't see you there. Who's you're friend?" he asked, suddenly becoming friendly.
"This is my new client, Billie Joe Armstrong," she said. Why did she always have to be so formal when she was saying his name?
"Nice to know ya' Billie, name's Rocco," he said holding out a hand. I shook it tentatively. What was with these people and handshaking?
"Nice to meet you…" I said.
"Well go on inside and enjoy yourself!" he said opening the door for me and Danielle.
"Thanks," I said as I walked in.
"It's real nice to see you again, Danny, I thought you weren't coming back," he whispered to Danielle as she walked in behind me. She mumbled thanks and joined me inside. I wondered briefly what he meant by that before looking at the room and forgetting everything. My mouth once again fell open.
It was a huge, dark, club. It was foggy and smelled strongly of alcohol. The dance floor in front of me was full of people. The DJ was blasting out music that everyone could dance to. There were laser lights and glow sticks; drinks and girls. This was ganna be good.
"It's something else, isn't it?" she yelled over the music.
"It's the coolest club I've ever seen!" I yelled back.
"Do you want a drink?" she yelled. I nodded in response and followed her through the large crowd of dancing people to the bar.
"Hey, Johnny!" she yelled at a bar tender who had his back to her. He turned around and smiled at her.
"Hey, Danny!" he yelled back. "Haven't seen you in awhile! How are you?" he asked leaning on the counter in front of us. He was a guy around my age, with floppy brown hair. He had big blue eyes and a lip ring.
"I'm fine," she yelled back with a grin. "This is Billie Joe Armstrong," she said gesturing at me. He raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"Hey," he yelled and nodded in my direction. "Can I get you something to drink?" he asked.
"What's your poison?" she asked me.
"Just a beer," I said to Johnny. He nodded.
"Anything for you, sweetheart?" he said to Danny. He flashed a smile at her.
"Just a water, thanks," she said, shyly.
"Gotcha," he winked at her before turning to make our drinks. I felt something that I couldn't put my finger on. I didn't like the way this guy was talking to her.
"Dude, that guy was totally flirting with you," I yelled to Danielle.
"Nonsense, he's just an old friend of mine. He's harmless really," she said brushing it off. A moment passed before Johnny came back with our drinks.
"Enjoy," he said as he handed us the drinks.
"Thanks Johnny," she said taking her glass of water in her hand and taking a sip.
"No problem, sugar," He said before going back to work. I rolled my eyes at his lame compliments.
Woah, what happened?? I lost all my reviewers! Did anyone even notice I updated? :( Well, if you're reading this, tell me what you think (even if you think it's crappy) I love feedback!