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I woke with a sudden start.

My head was pounding and my ears rang. Black dots started to cloud my vision, so I reached out and squeezed the first thing I laid my hand on. Which just happened to my Logan's leg.

"Hey, Day, stay with us okay?" Us?

I opened my eyes slightly and saw Jack and Logan sitting down in front and next to me. "How long was I out?" My voice was thick and unusual sounding. I mean, it was unusual someone could knock me out like that, but hey, there is a first time for everything.

"Not long. Five minutes maybe?" Jack answered, his features contorted in worry.

"Five minutes?" I shouted. My eyes buldged out of my head. I head never been out for five whole minutes before.

"Woah. Take it easy now Day. She hit you pretty hard." Logan wrapped an arm around my back and I crashed into his chest with a yawn. For someone reason, I was feeling uber tired now.

Probably because I just got my ass kicked and my title taken from me in two seconds.

"What happened afterwards?" I asked to no one in particular.

"The crowd got pretty upset that she hit you, called bullshit, and started charging her. It was actually a group of them that brought you over here to us." Jack gestured to our surroundings that I took in for the first time.

We were still in the Undergrounder, that much was evident, but we must've been in the back room because I had never seen this place until now.

A medium gray tone clung to the walls and there were different chairs placed in a messy circle. A old, beaten up brown table sat in the corner with what looked like scratch, or knife, marks drawn into it in aimless circles.

I shivered involuntarily at the feeling it gave me.

"What are we supposed to do now?" Logan asked.

I shrugged my shoulders and laid down on the cold concrete floor, "Let me lie here for a few moments so I can gather my bearings than go out, probably get drunk, and dance at the club." My answer was honestly what I wanted to do right now. My face hurt where she punched me. No doubt I had a bruise there, I just hadn't been able to see how bad it was.

"Riiiight." Logan eyed me like I had just grown a second head. "It's almost Monday on a school night Day. You are not going to school tomorrow with a hangover."

I peeled one of my eyelids open and glared at him. "Watch me."

Standing up, I made my way to the only door in the room which led to the bar. I slipped out the side and came back around to sit in front of Lisa.

"What can I get you Day? You took a nasty hit out there." She propped her elbows up on the counter and leaned over to whisper, "I suggest getting blasted." Then she moved back to standing normal.

I nodded my head with a sigh, "Give me four shots of your strongest stuff." She turned to leave, "Make it five."

She threw a laugh over her shoulder and got to work. In a few minutes, she brought over the shots.

"Bottoms up." I said as I tossed the first shot back. It burned all the way down my throat but it felt relieving. While my throat burned, the pain in my face seemed to disappear.

Next, I threw the second and third one back. By the end of the third one, my throat didn't burn as much, but I could feel myself getting lighter as the alcohol started kicking in. Damn, this really is some strong stuff.

"What is this?" I asked as I could feel myself start to slip into a very drunken state.

"Everclear my dear." Lisa winked at me.

I'm never going to drink Everclear again. And that was my last sober thought.

A second to late, I saw a mop of black hair push through people crowding the bar. "Logan!" I cheered with my hands in the air. "Let's dance!" I grabbed his hands but he didn't move with me. I stuck out my bottom lip and pouted. "Why won't you dance with me? Do you not want to dance with me? Is that it? Do you not like me?" Tears welled up in my eyes and Logan sighed.

"Fine. One dance, but then we have to go." He gave me a stern look and I poked his nose.

"Boop." He smiled a little and I grabbed his hand, leading him away from the dance floor.

"Where are we going? The dance floor is over there?" Logan still.followed behind me even though I was leading him away.

"I know silly. I can't dance in this." I pointed to my outfit. While I was at the bar, Lisa had given me my bag at the same time she has given me those stupid shots. "Wait for me right here."

I stumbled into the changing rooms and found an open stall. Throwing my bag down, I stripped out of my sweatshirt and slipped my dress on over my spandex. I untaped my hands and slid my heels on before throwing my other clothes into my bag on top of the cash from tonight.

I skipped out of the dressing room. My dress rode up to above midthigh, but I didn't care. In fact, the dress was really tight so I pulled it up more.

"What do you think you're doing? Pull your dress down." Logan scolded me and grabbed the edge of my dress, yanking it down. "You're such a child. I swear." He grumbled under his breath.

"I am not a child!" I stomped my foot and crossed my arms in defiance. How dare he think I am a child. "I turn eighteen in a few weeks. That means I am almost an adult." I stuck my tongue out at him and he just chuckled.

While we were arguing, 'Toxic' by Britney Spears started playing and I jumped up and down. "I love this song!"

I grabbed Logan's hand and yanked him on to the sweaty dance floor. A few feet away from where I stopped was a dance circle. Letting go of Logan's hand I ran into the circle.

A guy was already in it dancing, but I crossed my arms and popped out my hip waiting for him to notice me. "Move." I said when he finally did.

He stopped dancing and ran out of the circle.

Help me out here guys I don't know to describe her dance, but

Baby can't you see, I'm calling

A guy like you should wear a warning

It's dangerous, I'm falling.

I let go of myself as I was dancing. To be honest, it wasn't the cleanest of dances, but I didn't care. I dropped, popped, and let it all out.

There's no escape, I can't wait

I need a hit, baby give me it

You're dangerous I'm loving it.

To high, can't come down

It's in my head spinning round and round

Do you feel me now?

But I wasn't the only one dancing anymore.

Some girl wearing black leather pants, a black crop top, black velvet thigh-high boots, and a masquerade mask jumped in the circle and was dancing too.

It wasn't like she was just dancing though. She clearly wanted a dance battle.

So, why not give it to her.

Oh, the taste of your lips I'm on a ride

You're toxic, I'm slipping under

With a taste of poison paradise.

I dropped down and lights started to flood my eyes. People around were cheering us on as they recorded. Guys no doubt. The deep hoots and hollers couldn't possibly belong to girls. Well, technically it could, but the chances weren't that high.

Looking up for a brief second I caught Logan's eye and beamed.

He smirked at me as I continued dancing.

I was slowly losing this battle. My stamina matched hers, but she was capable of giving the crowd what they wanted.

Standing up, she bent over and slowly raises herself up, and pale hand seductively tracing up her mile long leg.

Who is this girl? I wondered to myself.

Looking at Logan again, I silently asked whether I should delay the inevitable or just stop.

He shook his head no so with one last drop, I ended it. Luckily the song ended too.

Jumping up I ran over and grabbed the girls hand, spinning her around to face me before she disappeared again. "How do I know you? Who are you?"

Emerald green eyes blinked back at me from behind the mask. A brick wall of guilt hit me and I loosened my grip on her hand. She used it to her advantage and melted into the dancing bodies.

I definitely know her. But from where?

I was left staring after her, my hand still hanging in mid-air.

Logan scooped my hand into his and guided me through the dank smell of sweat. "Let's get you out of here."

Perplexed, I let him.

When we got into his car, I turned to him with tears in my eyes. "I know her Logan. But I can't remember why or who she is."

He smiled gently at me and placed a hand carefully on my thigh. "It's okay Day. Maybe you'll remember in the morning."

He started the car and drove off, leaving the dark streets and the mysterious girl behind us.

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I'm hungry! Can we stop and get food? Pleaseeeeee?" I begged Logan. We sat downstairs in his house watching time tick by into the early hours of the morning.

"Daytona. It's almost two a.m. Where are going to get food for you? Plus you're wearing that dress still and it won't look good showing up somewhere like that."

He laid his head on the armrest of the couch, I had been begging for the past five minutes, but he wouldn't budge.

"McDonald's is open 24 hours. So is Wal-Mart! We can go there! Please Logan? I'm starvinggggg." I dropped to my knees in front of him and placed my hands together in front of my face and pleaded.

His green eyes were soft and tired, I knew I almost had him. "Pleaseeeeeee." I drew out my please for as long as I could .

Dragging his hand down his face, Logan sighed and sat up, "Fine! Under two conditions though," I nodded my head, "Numbero uno; you stop begging. Even though you are super cute right now, and I could get used to the sight of you on your knees, but just stop. Two; for the love of god change please. I am having one hell of a time trying to hold back from pushing you down on this floor and making out with you until we can't breath. I am a guy, and what you did out there was a real turn on."

He ran his fingers through his hair and stared down at me with hungry eyes.

"Okay!" Even though I was going to have to change, I was getting food! I stood up abruptly and started to take off my dress.

"What the hell Daytona! Did you not hear a word I just said!" Logan whisper yelled at me.

Winking at him I slid all the way out of the dress and threw it on the floor before grabbing my bag and slipping my sweatshirt over my head.

Jaw open and wide eyed, Logan stared at me. "Are we getting food or not?"

I sashayed past the couch and to the door. Vaguely I could hear him mumbling some very dirty thoughts and a blush started to rise up on my cheeks.

"I'm driving!" I ran to the driver side door, but Logan caught me by my waist and carried my to the passenger side instead. "Hey!" I frowned with my arms crossed.

"Princess, you're drunk. You're not getting behind the wheel." He gave me a small pained smile.

"I am not drunk!" My eyebrows knit together in defiance as I gave him the evil eye over the top of the car.

"What was the name of the guy you beat tonight at the Undergeounder?" A fraction of a smirked played on his lips as he tried to catch me slipping up.

"Trick question," my voice oozed confidence, "We didn't go to the Undergrounder."

Logan doubled over in laughter, rolling around in the driveway. "What's so funny?" I pouted. We didn't go to the Undergrounder did we?

"Oh Princess." Logan pushed himself off the ground and got in the car. With a huff I copied his actions. "Where to first?"

Scratching my head I thought for a minute. "McDonald's first! I want fries from there. Then somewhere where we can get pop tarts and cupcakes!"

He let out a deep laugh and started driving to the nearest twenty-four hour McDonalds. "Anything for you Princess."

We pulled into the parking lot of McDonald's. "Yay!" I cheered in the seat. I threw open the door and started to run into the restaurant when strong arms wrapped around my waist.

"Slow down Princess. You don't want to get kicked out before you even place your order do you?" His breath fanned across my neck, and even in my drunken state, it sent shivers down my spine.

I nodded my head once and he set me down. "Good. Now here is twenty bucks. Her whatever you want, I have to run to the restroom real quick." He patted my head and walked inside. Following behind him, I veered to the left while He continued straight.

There was a small line, so it went by fast. Maybe a couple of minutes. When I got to the counter, a nice looking lady greeted me with a smile. "Welcome to McDonald's. Can I take your order?"

"Yes! Can I have the twenty piece McNugget, and a large fry too!" She nodded her head and punched in my order.

"Will that be all?"

Shaking my head a little to enthusiastically, I continued, "Nope! Can I also have a large soda and a McFlurry! Or whatever the ice cream is." I grumbled the last part.

The lady pulled a small frown, "I'm sorry. Our ice cream machine is broke right now."

"Oh." I sighed. "Well then that will be it- oh wait, can I have honey mustard and ketchup with that please."

"Yes ma'am you can." Your total will be $7.32." I handed her the twenty and collected my change before heading to an open table where I sat down to wait for Logan or the food.

I closed my eyes for a brief second before an all to familiar voice caused me to abruptly open them, "Fancy meeting you here, Daytona."

Hey guys. This is only part one. It was taking FOREVER to get this part out so I cut it in half.

Who do you think she saw right now?

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