`left me with nothing to say..

[mj16]

Called you for the first time yesterday
Finally found the missing part of me
Felt so close but you were far away
Left me without anything to say

Going out to clubs was one thing that Hayden did enjoy, it was the one chance she had to have fun. And well just get wasted if she was feeling down. Though Hayden didn’t really get wasted a lot she was usually quite sober when she went to clubs. Unlike her friends, who always ended up either making fools of themselves or puking up all over the place. At times it could be funny as Hayden watched but she would help them. She has probably embarrassed herself once of twice in her life, when she is drunk. It’s not like no one doesn’t do it . For most people its actually quite natural.

Hayden looked down at the clothes she was wearing tonight, she loved this dress it was just really pretty. Probably one of her favourites as well. Hayden loved it as well it was pink, and pink would be her favourite colour. Although she wasn’t some girly girl. She did like her fluffy things every now and again.

Dragging herself out of the taxi that she had arrived in, Hayden smoothed down her dress and made her way inside the club. The room was filled with tonnes of bodies, it was like any other day. Packed with hot bodies jumping around or either falling. She slowly made her way to the bar and casually sat down. Her eyes looked around the bar, no one was really around at the bar. As everyone was really out there dancing. Hayden turned her head to watch a few people dance away. Gradually her eyes stopped and some guy, who was dancing like your dad would dance. And not your cool kind of dad, your geeky kind of dad. So Hayden couldn’t help but laugh.

Now her head had turned back to face the bar, and as the bartender came over to her she flashed him one of her great smiles. Hayden’s smiles were probably the greatest smiles you could ever get, it just made you melt inside. Hayden placed her arms onto the counter and asked the bartender to get her a vodka. A sigh came out of her mouth as she saw the bartender walk away to fetch her drink. She just wished that one of her friends would be here with her. But they were all busy, so they said. She had been lied to by one of her ‘best friends’ before, as they told her that they were busy. But guess what they happened to be at the same club that she had been too. It wasn’t really like Hayden to be by herself, she usually had tonnes of her friends with her, mostly the famous one. Hayden just wished that people would tell her the truth once in a while. It wasn’t really that hard was it?

The bartender was back with her drink now, she lifted up her head and smiled back at him as he handed her vodka. As the drink reached her hands, she pulled it up to her lips and took a sip. She placed it back onto the counter and watched the bartender as he moved to the next person.

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[Sasha Michael Vorobyov]

Sasha always found himself at these clubs, sent out to find some kind of gossip to write about some kind of celebrity-type in his column in the magazine he wrote for. He hated it; milling about with the sparkly, shiny, "look at me I'm so social!" celebrities and the wannabe celebs who just hung around because they knew it was cool, or to make some new fairweather friends. Of course, he didn't hate the people; how could he? He didn't know them at all. He just disliked the environment. And of course, those people that he knew were only there for appearances' sake. He hated them with a burning passion. It was sickening to see them drape themselves over the latest number one singer, or laugh raucously at a joke that wasn't funny. Nonetheless, he knew he had to be here snooping around a bit for some sort of interesting snippet of information or else risk losing his job. Often he'd find himself getting drunk on wine or rum and going home having found nothing interesting. So much for investigative reporting. Feeling a little downtrodden on reflection of those drunken nights that had left him with a flea in his ear after his manager getting a hold of him, he pushed through the crowd, heading for the bar.

What happened? he wondered silently. He used to interview musicians quite regularly. He knew that he’d been a popular writer once upon a time. He also knew that some people where he worked did not think that he was quite mean enough, that he allowed the guests to keep too many secrets. He supposed that was why he only ever really got to write a short column every fortnight. Though, as he thought about it, it wasn’t really too bad mixing with the social elite in the nightclubs every few days or so. Occasionally, instead of music gossip, he'd find other types of gossip and he would then offer the story to a newspaper or a different magazine under an assumed name ( he smirked as he thought “his porn star name“). Tonight, however, there was little to no music-related gossip to be found and he wasn't exactly up to scouring the place for snippets, so with a resignated sigh, he had finally pulled himself over to the bar to wait his turn to order. After the bartender had handed the girl next to him her drink, he ordered a vodka and lemonade, despite the fact that he hated vodka. For some reason, possibly due to his Russian heritage, he just felt that, somehow, he had to drink it, but he’d always found it much too bitter. Taking a hesitant sip, just managing to suppress a shudder, he looked back at the girl next to him. Noting that she seemed a little down, he gave her what he hoped was an encouraging smile. Smiles are contagious, after all, as his mother used to say.

[mj16]

Called you for the first time yesterday
Finally found the missing part of me
Felt so close but you were far away
Left me without anything to say

Hayden took a gentle sip of her drink and placed it onto the counter, she stared at the bartender who was walking her way. But he didn’t stop at her, he actually went a few steps away from where she sat. So she gradually turned her head and looked at the stranger who seemed to have just sat down. Hayden turned her head back as she took another sip from her drink again. She really needed to do something with herself, Hayden was always bored and had nothing to do. Making new friends would probably be a start. Friends had always been a big part in her life, she was always there for them and helped them if they had problems. But now she was left with hardly anyone. It wasn’t such a big issue to her but still everyone needed someone once in a while.

As Hayden turned her head back, she saw the guy sitting next to her give her a smile. She turned a little in her seat and gave the guy a smile back. Hayden always returned smiles or waves to everyone, she wasn’t a cold person. Unless there was someone that she didn’t like. But still Hayden isn’t one to be horrible just by taking one look at someone and deciding whether she liked them. Hayden’s eyes looked up at the guys hair, it was quite big but cool. She smiled a little and placed her hand onto the counter. ”Love the hair” said Hayden as she held her drink and literally twirled it around. This guy didn’t really look like someone that she would usually associate herself with, but it was worth a change.

”Names Hayden Tyler, and you would be?” spoke Hayden again, as she watched a few people walking into the club. She took her eyes away from the entrance and looked back at the guy, and waited for his reply. Hayden loved to meet new people, and learn things about them. Although she wouldn’t pry into their private life, as well she wouldn’t want anyone doing that to her. But there was those type of people who love being in the public eye, and would do anything to be on the front of a magazine and their gossip everywhere. Hayden wasn’t really like that, although she did like having her face on a magazine. It was quite fun at times and well Hayden just liked it.

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