Chapter one

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Looking down at my phone I notice that it's almost time to leave. I stand, looking at my whole outfit for the first time, in front of the mirror. I had done neat symmetrical eyeliner wings, perfectly formed brows and sharp red lipstick. My dress came a very short way down my thighs, was strapless and showed way too much cleavage. It was a cool gradient dress going from red to black. On my feet, I had 6-inch black heels.

I jump slightly as my doorbell rings. I pick up my phone and two tenners and climb into the back if the cab waiting for me.

2 days ago I got a facebook invite for the best party around.  I was told that this party was gonna be 'fuckin dope' and apparently the best place to get a date. It's gonna be so hyped I was told. For the first time in a while, I was really looking forward to this party.

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