"Say what now!" Carrie yelled, doing her make up. "He came here?" I nodded. "The man has guts, really big guts- okay that did not make sense, but really?" I sighed nodding again. "What did you your dad do?" I shrugged pushing out my bottom lip. "Okay drunk, that's natural, for your father."

"Can we have fun tonight?" I asked doing the chicken dance up and down my room making my best friend burst from laughter. "I wanna have fun, meet a boy, do shots, throw up!"

"Not again Vic." Carrie muttered rolling her eyes, i bobbed my head as my shoulders move up and down looking like an actual chicken. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I don't know." I laughed. "I can't dance, but i can still move." Trying to do the moon walk i fell back down on the bed. "Every day i am shuffling."I sang loud with a fit of giggles.

"And you can't sing." I groaned pulling myself up, grabbing my jacket. "Shall we go?"

"Where too?" I asked wiggling my brows. "Bar?"

"What has gotten into you Victoria!" Carrie bellowed making me step back a few feet from her. "Andrew?"

"Who- no, he has no affect on me, like zero wetness between the thighs." I say waiving around to my legs. "Like nothing."

"Oh shut up." She groaned walking out of the house.

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"What is this place?" I asked turning to my best friend with a confused expression on my face."Is this a strip club?" She chuckled and bit her lip. "Of course, i should've known, the place's name is 'cherry pop'!" Neon lights by Demi Lovato began to play as my eyes grew wide seeing the strippers doing twirls, kicks, splits, making out of the polls. The whole work "Oh look, i am looking at a woman's vagina."

Carrie laughed dragging me to the red and white bar counter. "What do you think?" She asked with hope in her eyes. "Of the place?"

"Its a strip club Carrie." I said with my brow arched. "What should i think? i wanted to go out, have fun, not look at naked chicks... yeah i might have a thing for my own vagina but i don't wanna see others."

"That's good to know." Carrie said with a roll of her eyes. "I work here."

"Come again for big fudge?" My eyes grew wide again. "What!"

"Lookie here," Carrie breathed. "I did not want to tell you because you judge. You are a judgie person but i-" Carrie stopped and breathed deeply. "Turn. around."

"I am not seeing someone's vagina!" I bellowed. She gave me a look. I groaned slowly turning around. "Oh, son of a pants suit!" I moaned out. "Hello Andrew."

"TIA!" Carrie laughed. Both i and Andrew turned around to face her with a confused expression. "It means' this is awkward." She mumbled waiving her hands around. "Be right back." She ran off into the darkness leaving me alone yet again with my new 'friend'

"What are you doing here Victoria?" He asked cocking his head to one side, his hands in his pockets.

"Just wanting to see what to see." That did not make sense. "Banging chicks yo!" I said with a southern accent. "You?" I asked, my cheeks red from embarrassment as i bite my lips.

"My brother is having his bachelor party." Professor whispered. His brother? Which one? The business man? The school principle or the one who who is apparently a drug addict?"

"Sup!" The man yelled wrapping his arm around Andrew's shoulder. "I am Ashley." The business man. "You wanna strip for me baby?"

"She is not a stripper- this is Victoria." Andrew seethed eyeing his brother with a anger expression. "

I held out my hand to Ashley biting the bottom of my lip. "Hello."

"Oh Victoria!" He singed. He grabbed me and hugged me tight. "So soft, such a virgin." Andrew pulled Ashley away from me. "Sorry, i am getting married."

"Awesome." I looked up to my tall professor giving a small smile, "Awesome."

"Can i buy you a drink Victoria?" Andrew whispered. I bite my lip shaking my head. "I thought we are trying."

"Trying what?" Ashley asked with a drunken expression.

"Oh look Ashley, a red head." He said pushing Ashley to a stripper. "Are you okay?"

What sort of question is that? "I am fine."

"Have a drink with me." He said, freaking hell.

"Yeah i would love one."

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Two hours later....

I was sitting in a oval chair twirling around with laughter. Andrew next to me as we watched the strip club. Carrie nowhere to be found... or something, i haven't searched for her.. The fifth beer in my hand i watched the girl who was stripping to a really slow song. "You know i got moves." I said.

"No," Andrew chuckled, also a bit slow and drunk.

"I am just saying, i have moves." I turned to him and arched my brow. "You don't think i will do it don't you?"

"I know you wont."

"Guard my drink." He nodded as i climbed up the stairs to the stage, everyone clapping. I turned my back to him, lifting up my arm slowly moving my hand down my zipper of my dress as it slid off me to be only in my under dress, i bend down moving back up again with a giggle, i looked over my shoulder to Andrew as he salute his drink to me.

Almost falling off the stage he caught me. "Lets get you home." He laughed, i held on to him like he was my life raft. He pulled me up and grabbed my dress throwing it over my body.

"Mr. Biersack?" Some man said, i slowly lifted up my head to see a man in a hat, Andrew mumbled something and placed me in the black car, a leaned back with my back to the door. Andrew climbed in and leaned back as well facing me.

"You were amazing up there."

I closed my eyes and fell forward, the last thing i remmeber was falling on his crotch

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