I get a new message and pull out my phone, clicking on it before reading it. It says.

I smile and switch to pictures trying to find one to send her when another message comes through. I click on it.

Mystery: I'm stuck w my ex, he drives like a prick- pray for me

I huff out a laugh at that. Before sending her back,

I send, it as sort of a joke, before looking back up and walking over to my brother. We are going to a club tonight so that should be fun. I think as we walk through the crowded streets of NY.

Ella had to keep a tight grip on the door handle of the mercedes as Kole swung round the roundabout towards the car park where the meet would take place, then stared back down at her phone, leaning against the window. "you're in NY? how is it there?" she sent back, giving a small smile. At least the mystery number she was talking to wasn't someone she had to worry about being in her school, about being someone she shared classes with etc. So she could be as..out of pocket as she wanted. She took a deep breath as she typed out her next message, only praying her ex wouldn't be able to see what she was typing. "You into girls?" she sent, then stuffed her phone away with a pained look in her face.

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Now, Ella kept her sexuality hidden from everyone, including herself. Sure, being popular and stuff she had "experimented" or that was the reason that she used anyway, but she had never outright just..asked another girl if they were. Sounded interested in them. Like she actually had developing feelings for another girl rather than physical feeling during alcohol driven sex with another person the same gender. And to be honest, asking felt good, like she wasn't keeping everything too hidden anymore at least from herself. But other people knowing would be something she would have to keep basically forever- it's not like her popular friends would approve at all.

I get a message back. Clicking on it I read it, tilting it a little away from my brother. He's had more to drink then I have and he's flirting with a tall black boy with deep blue eyes right now. Honestly I'd tap that to. Being bisexual is annoying. I remember my phone and look down at it.

I chuckle and I'm about to reply when I get another text.

It reads I sighs and look up. And nowww my brother is "talking" with that guy. Dang, he was hot. I look back down and type.

I send it and realize, maybe I have had a lot to drink...? I shrug and set my phone down, looking up to see my brother and that guy still "talking." I smirk and roll my eyes fondly. Ordering another wine.

Ella wasn't able to answer the girls message very quickly, she was too busy, well socialising. The minute the car was pulled up and parked, everything..started. The music took over as she got out, her eyes scanning over the various cars. Bmws, other mercedes, various japanese shitboxes, even a couple supervars. All under a display of tampered purple LED lights strung to the abandoned shop windows and ceilings by the organisers of the meet. She walked around and stared at the cars, talking to various people with Kole on her heel the whole time. Eventually as Harley showed up, she settled on the grass bank that overlooked the whole car scene in front of them, and she then looked down at her phone with. smile. "maybe :)" she sent back, keeping her phone tilted from Harley. "i was just curious" she added, thanking the guy handing her an unlabelled bottle of alcohol.

I hear my phone buzz and pull it out, stopping my dancing and look at it. I cant make out the words so instead I call the person. (Her voice sounds different and stuff especially over the music.) They answer. "Hiiiii, I don't remember who you are but sober me is going to hate me when I wake up tomorrowwww." I say slurring my words. I look around for my brother. He's missing and so is that other guy. I shrug and continue dancing, phone to my ear. "Whatcha doingggg." I ask, accepting another drink of wine from... someone? Meh I don't remember names. I wait for an answer on the other end, dancing with some other drunk girl, happily.

The call had surprised Ella rather a lot, and whilst she had no problem answering she had to make sure she was able to hear without..everyone around her. She stood up and walked down the other side of the bank a little, towards the highway. It was quieter than the car park full of modified cars, which said a lot. "Right? Hi" she said with a small laugh, not bothering to mask her voice. She didn't think she needed to, the girl seemed nice enough and lived in a completely different state to her, where was the problem? "I told you, im at a car meet. Are you drunk?" she asked, having to raise her voice ever so slightly as a couple cars sped past her, turning at the end towards the roundabout leading to the car park. The girl sounded faintly familiar, but not enough to worry her. "So, are you finally gonna tell me your name? Or will I have to guess" she said, her voice thick with flirt. She liked flirting regardless of the gender, that was one of the things she was good at.

"Mmm, no I won't tell you, even drunk me knows that. But you can call me Ji, I guess." I say, shaking my hips to he song that was now playing. "Are you trying to flirt with me? Because if so your going to have a hard time. I like personality not flirting Darling." I say, smiling as I wave to the bartender and walk over. I take the phone down from my ear and cover the microphone. Once I do so I look at the bartender. "Can I get a water please?" I mumble, lifting the phone back to my ear. "Where are you Darling?" I ask my british accent thick. Even though I was born in England and moved to the US I still have my accent sometimes. The bartender holds up the water and I take it waving to him, in thanks, and taking a sip. I had watched him pour it, just incase. I take small sips of the water while I wait for her to answer me.

Ella raised her eyebrows as she settled down on the grass right by the motorway, listening to the sounds of revving engines behind and speeding cars in front. The evening was getting dim, warm and dry, and she felt relaxed. "Oh so you're one of those huh?" she said, putting the phone on speaker to hear a little better. She took a small swig of her drink and set it back down, continuing to speak. "i won't flirt with you, if that's what you want. just remember you can always ask" she said teasingly, rubbing blades of grass off the tops of her thighs. "Just in a..car park I guess. Waiting to be taken home" she spoke.

"Huh, I'm trying to find my brother. But if I can't I'll find our... wait nevermind I'm pretty sure he's with our boyguard." I say chuckling. Remebering the tall dark skin, blue eyed bodyguard who was the guy my brother was flirting with. I step out of the club texting my brother and calling sn uber. "Soooo, what do you like to do?" I asked the girl, accent still heavy.

Ella frowned at the mention of the bodyguard that had come out of the girls mouth, though she didn't question it. Whether the girl was famous or just randomly needed bodyguards really didn't bother her, she had enough of that type of..stuff with her dad and his dumb company. She picked at blades of grass as she listened to the question directed towards her, watching a couple cars speed past towards the roundabout. "I like being around cars, I guess. And horses, i've got a couple horses" she said, letting the couple thoughts of the TBs back home swirl around her mind. "What about you? What do you like to do?" she asked quietly.