I ran home and saw Tara flipping through some dress magazines.

"Hey, Tee-Tee!" I said pulling her off the couch. I saw she had crumbs all over her because she was eating chips. Did I mention she stress eats?!

"You figured it out?" She asked walking to her room.

"Club!" I grinned.

Tara wore:

With black heels and her hair just like that

I wore:

Also with black heels and my hair out

We both looked at ourselves in the mirror and walked out the door. We called a taxi to bring us to the club because something came up and Brad couldn't pick us up anymore. He told us that he would see us there and that he was sorry for any inconvenience. I told Tara and she said she was cool with it.

We got to the club and Tara's voice rings out.

"Alexandre Brad Vuitton?!" She squealed. Brad turned around and ran to Tara.

"Persephone Tara Vuitton!" He said wrapping his arms around her. They hugged and then kissed each other's cheeks.

"Am I missing something here?" I said looking at them like they had 8 heads.

"Alexandre is my brother. My baby brother!" Tara said kissing Brad's cheeks.

"Tu connais Steph, Perse?" Brad said. It must have been French because it was sure as hell wasn't English.

"Unfortunately, Brad, I do know Steph," Tara said faking upset.

"HEY!" I yelled. "RIGHT HERE!" I hissed.

"Oops! Sorry!" She said laughing with Brad.

"You got my invitation to my wedding?" Tara asked him.

"Oui!" Brad

I was majorly confused by the thought of Tara and Brad being siblings, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized it could be true. I never did get Brad's last name and if you look at Tara and Brad standing next to each other, you could see a resemblance. Wow, I had two friends that were kids of a very famous designer. When Brad and Tara are finished talking, she drags Lucifer to the dance floor, prompting Brad to walk over to me.

"So, are you enjoying yourself," he asks

"Yep, having a blast," I say

"Let me get you a drink," he says. He goes to the bartender, pointing to me and gets me a drink

"I know him, so you can just go on up and get yourself a drink whenever," he says handing me the drink

"Thanks, Brad," I say with a smile

"No problem," he says smiling back. Tara comes back, begging me to go on the dance floor with her. I didn't want to, but give in anyways and go dancing with my best friend. What's the worst that can happen.

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Brad's P.O.V

Step aside, bitches! It's my turn to speak!

Ok so Carter thinks I have a "Thing" for Steph, so he's always trying to make sure I don't talk to her. What's wrong with wanting to make friends, dude? Anyways, Carter was gone tonight, so I went out to the club with Steph, and she said her best friend would be meeting us, so that was totally cool. So the girl walks in, and might I add I was totally jealous of her boyfriend. That guy had the looks! And when she got closer, she exclaimed my full name. In public. It was shameful.

"Alexandre Bradley Vuitton!" She exclaimed. I turned around. I knew I had seen that girl somewhere before... My long lost sister, "Persephone Tara Vuitton!" I went to give her a big hug. I haven't seen her in years!

"Am I missing something here?" Steph exclaimed. She was confused.

"Alexandre is my baby brother!" Tara said as she kissed my cheek! If there was one thing she was good at, it was embarrassing me. I started talking to Tara in French, asking her about her new life. I hadn't seen her in years! And then she goes on to tell me that she's getting married to that guy I saw? The girl's grown so much since I last saw her!

After we finish talking, she drags her fiance to the dance floor leaving me and Steph. I talk to the bartender, saying all her drinks were on me.

I gotta go! I'm about to bust down on the dance floor!

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Carter's P.O.V

I'm sitting here at The Essence Club (yea ik weird name but I got no other ideas for names) with a couple of business associates just having drinks and goofing around a bit in the V.I.P section.

"Yo Carter, look" my friend Tyrone says

"At what Ty, the ceiling, the fans, the tables? What exactly am I looking at" I say

"The girl in the white dress and leather jacket. Ain't she hot as fuck? And look at her friend in the red. I'd bang em both" he says. Wondering what he's talking about, I look at the dance floor and see...no it couldn't be. I look at the dance floor and see Tara and Steph. I look again closely, realizing I was right. Tara and Steph were here.

"Bro, the one in the white is hella fine," says my friend Jackson

"Nah man, the one in the red," says my other friend Derek

"Are you blind? Look at how that dress fits on the one with the leather jacket" my friend Dean says. At this point, jealousy boils in me, as the guys I was surrounded by were talking about the things they would do to Steph. MY Steph.

"Will you all just shut the fuck up," I say to them

"Woah, Carter don't worry, we can share her," says Jackson

"Yea, sharing is caring," Derek says with a smirk. At this point, I had enough. I was about to rip all of their heads off when Brad comes back with my drink.

"Here," he says sitting down next to me "Damn, your tense. What happened while I was gone" he asks

"Nothing don't worry about it" I snap back.

I couldn't stand the comments the guys were making so I decided to go get myself another drink. I walk over to the bartender and ask for another drink. While he's getting it ready I tun to look at the dance floor to see where Steph is. I found her, still dancing with her best friend just letting herself go. She looked amazing tonight and had her hair down, which I had never realized how long it was because she always had it up for work. The dress she was wearing fit her perfectly, hugging her in all the right places. I grab my drink from the bartender and walk back to where I was. The conversation had changed from the girls to sports and for that I was thankful. Then, all of a sudden the conversation stopped.

"What, I know I'm good looking but you don't gotta stare," I say with a laugh. That's when I heard the voice of the devil if he were to be a woman.

"Exactly why I love you. I love a man with good looks" Anastasia said. I turn around, wondering what the fuck she was doing here.

"Why are you here," I ask

"I miss you, thought we went over this back at the office' she says putting her hand on my chest

"Well, I don't miss you. What we had is over" I say taking her hands off my chest and turning to walk away

"So you're trying to tell me you don't miss this," she says grabbing my hand. Just then she kisses me, catching me off guard. I push her off. And realize that my friends were all shocked, just as I was. But when I turned my head, I saw something that completely broke my heart. Steph. She was looking at me, tears in her eyes. I'm guessing that Tara saw me and decided to tell Steph, but in that same moment, Anastasia kissed me. She looks at me with tears in her eyes and turns around, running out the door.

I look at Brad, who says, "Man, you are in some deep shit now" pointing to a fuming Tara who is making her way over to me

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Steph's P.O.V

I'm dancing with Tara getting lost in the music when Tara taps me on the shoulder.

"What," I say still swaying my body

"Look, it's you're lover boy," she says giggling

I look in the direction she is pointing in and see Carter there, looking sexy as hell.

He was wearing:

"Should I go over to him?" I ask seeing he was talking to someone

"Well duh, he is your boyfriend afterall," she says looking at me

"Ok, I'm going," I say turning to look back at Carter. Before I could make another step I see the girl he had been talking to had kissed him. Tears form in my eyes and I run to leave. I had seen enough and wanted to go home. I see Carter looking at me, but I turn to leave. Running out the door and calling a taxi home.

Once again, I fell in love with the wrong guy.

Carter's P.O.V

"I-I" I started but didn't get very far before Tara caught me off

"You little bitch" she seethes slapping me in the face. "How dare you hurt my best friend like that," she says. Just then Lucifer comes dragging her away as she proceeds to curse me out in French and Spanish while trying to get out of Lucifer's grip.

I turn to Anastasia, "Get out of my sight" I yell. She quickly scurries away. I'll have to deal with this problem a little bit later. She keeps ruining everything. I sit down, everyone silent

"Fuck" is all I manage to say

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