Amaya tried to make herself look nice. "I'm not really dressed for this...." she whispered uncomfortably. She followed Destiny into the club. The music was blasting and lights were flashing. The crowd was dancing wildly.
"I want a drink!" Destiny ran to the bar, dragging her friend with her. "Two shirly temples please?" She asked the bartender. He poured the alcahol quickly.
"I've never done this before...." said Amaya. She reluctantly gulped down the drink. Destiny was right.....it tasted like nothing. She was soon aware of a man seated a couple feet away from her. He was staring at her.
"Go flirt with him!" Destiny pushed Amaya towards the man as three surrounded her and started to dance. She started dancng too and smiled at her friend. "Go!" She pushed her further.
Amaya wasn't used to big crowds. She walked over to the man, and leaned over promiscously, so that he caught a glimpse of her cleavage. The man licked his lips, and got up, leaving his bottle of beer on it's side. He pushed Amaya into the crowd, and began to dance with her. He started to kiss her, but Amaya grabbed his hand and pulled him outside. They were alone outiside the club. The man started to kiss her, she kissed back. They didn't say a word. Amaya began lowering her lips to his neck, when she bit him. He went limp immediatley. Thirstily, she began to drink his blood with greed. Then she dumped the body on the roadside, and went back inside the nightclub to find Destiny.