Pregame(15)

After nearly three hours of primping, the four of us were finally ready  to meet up with the guys at The Alamo. The Alamo was a new nightclub  downtown that was having a special Halloween event and none of us had  been there yet so it was exciting to try out some place new.





"OH. My. God." Jade cackled with laughter when she saw me exit my room. "No one is gonna have to ask who you are, it's perfect!"





I smiled and shook my head, checking out her portrayal of Posh Spice.  She straightened her brown shoulder-length hair and added some sort of  serum to it that made it super shiny, as well as applying a smoky eye  with a light gold colored lipstick. She was wearing a tight, leather  strapless dress that stopped mid thigh and wore a pair of stilettos that  wrapped all the way up to her knee cap, a close depiction to the ones  that we had seen on Victoria Beckham in most of the group's pictures.





"Did Posh Spice get renamed Slutty Spice without anyone telling me?" I asked and raised an eyebrow at her.





"Watch you're language, Baby!" I laughed and walked over to the mirror  to inspect myself for the hundredth time. I had piled my long blonde  hair into two high pig tails on top of my head, applied my make up light  so that it gave me that natural, innocent look and added enough blush  to my cheeks so that it resembled Baby Spice's rosy glow. Luckily I  managed to find a cheap, pale pink baby doll nightgown at a thrift store  down the street. The material was sheer, but not so that my panties  were showing, and the bustier top pushed up my boobs and made them look a  little bigger, which was fine by me. The nighty was a size too big so  it was a little longer than it was meant to be which I was grateful for.  Rather than the material stopping just below my butt, it went to mid  thigh, adding a semblance of modesty. I was tempted to grab a coat but I  knew that we'd continue drinking and the alcohol would keep me warm. I  also didn't want to have to keep an eye on it all night in the packed  club. It was an especially warm night considering the recent drop in  weather so I decided to leave it behind.





Savanna hobbled into the room dressed to impress and I laughed at our  matching shoes. We found the platform sneakers that the girls had often  worn at one of the local Halloween shops. They were basically go-go  boots except the material stopped at the ankle.





"I feel like I'm walking with two bricks super glued to my feet!" she  wailed, plopping herself down onto the sofa, "you guys look hot,  though!"





"Oh, shush, Silverman, you know you've got us all beat with that wig. Overachiever." I said playfully.





Savanna took her costume most seriously, even buying a long red wig to  portray Ginger Spice. Her lips were painted a bright red shade that  perfectly matched the color of her dress. Her dress was the same style  as Jade's except it was red instead of black, and the fabric was a  clingy cloth rather than leather.





"I give you two hours before you toss that thing. It's gonna be all  sweaty and itchy. Ick." Jade scrunched up her nose imagining the torture  Savanna was going to put herself through.





"I couldn't take it off if I wanted to. There are so many bobby pins  keeping it attached to my head that I went through two whole packs." She  flipped her hair from side to side proving just how stable the wig was.  "Now I can dance up on my man as crazy as I want without worry!"                       
       
           



       





"I can't wait to meet the mystery man, Sav!" I said, and she grinned like a silly schoolgirl with a crush on the quarterback.





"You're all gonna love Cam! He's super sweet!"





Before either of us could respond, Elle walked in and wailed, "I just look like a slutty athlete!"





"Well, yeah, Elle … that's because you're Sporty Spice." She gave me a mock glare and I rolled my eyes.





"Why did you all get to be the cute ones? It's not fair!" she wined, and we all laughed in disbelief.





"You called dibs on Sporty Spice!" I yelled.





"You assigned all of us our roles, you bitch!" Savanna added, and Jade just snickered.





"Okay, whatever, but I'm putting on a name tag so people don't have to ask me who I am!"





Elle ran over to the kitchen counter and pulled out a marker and tape,  grabbing a piece of plain white paper from the printer and tearing off a  large square. After a moment, she walked back over to us, a pleased  smile on her face. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a high  ponytail that landed at the middle of her back. Her super tight white  tank top now had the words ‘Sporty Spice" taped onto her chest in black  marker, and her green athletic shorts could easily pass for underwear.  The shorts left part of her flat midriff showing, and revealed the  bottom outline of her butt cheeks. She added white knee socks with two  green stripes and paired them with her everyday running shoes.





"Let's get drinking', my spice sista's!" Elle yelled happily as she strolled into the kitchen singing "Wannabe."





We took a couple of shots and then each made a mixed drink to sip on  while we waited for a cab. It was nice to have all three of my friends  together without the stress of boyfriends. Colin was almost always  attached to Elle's side, as was Luke to Jade's, and Savanna often  disappeared for days at a time with Cam.





I caught a reflection on the glass of the window of all four of us  dressed up and I smiled to myself. I could feel that tonight was going  to be a good night and so I let down my guard a little bit and sat back,  enjoying the moment. I pushed away my troubles and relaxed, laughing  with my girls.





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We waited in line for twenty minutes before we got to the bouncers.  There were people everywhere trying to push through the line and I was  pleased that my shoes came in handy by stepping on people feet to keep  them back. We each passed the bouncers our fake ID's and were given a  black ex on the back of our hands and instructed into another room where  we paid the entrance fee and had our IDs scanned-thank god for  technology these days, even the fakest of IDs can be scanned and black  lighted- through a machine before getting a neon yellow wristband that  said ‘age verified' in capital letters.





Once we made it into the club, we weaved our way through groups of  scantily clad woman and shirtless men. Elle had texted Colin to let him  know that we had arrived and so we all craned our necks looking for him.  Of course Elle was the one to spot him and flung herself into his arms.  He caught her but stumbled back, surprised by her attack. She gave him a  sloppy kiss on the lips and giggled before turning back to us and  motioning her to follow them.





It took us a few minutes to push through all of the people before we got  over to the table where the guys were all seated, beers in hand. My  eyes narrowed instinctively when I saw the same busty blonde from  Dusty's sitting to Wes's right, pressed up against him. He wasn't paying  attention to her but I was annoyed that he allowed her to press so  close against him and place her hand on his upper thigh. She was dressed  as a slutty schoolgirl, of course, because she was trying to be  original, and her large breasts were spilling out of her shirt.





I nearly tripped into my seat, my equilibrium slightly off balance from  all of the drinks we had while we waited for our cab. Jade giggled at me  before making her way over to Luke and sitting in his lap. Luke was  wearing a toga like half of the other guys here, except he added a leafy  crown to his ensemble. Colin was dressed up as a member of the mafia  and it didn't appear as though Wes had dressed up at all which made me  roll my eyes. How rebellious of him.





"Baby Spice, come help me find my boyfriend!" Savanna yelled, grabbing  my arm and dragging me away before I had fully settled into my seat.  "Don't worry about Jackie, she's been after Wes since the first week of  freshman year. He always blows her off."





I looked up at Savanna, surprised that she had noticed my reaction. She  hadn't been around enough to catch onto any feelings I had for Wes but I  guess I was more obvious than I realized. The thought crushed me a  little. If Savanna knew that I had a thing for Wes than shouldn't that  be obvious to him, too? The only explanation was that he knew but didn't  feel the same, which is why he kept treating me as a friend.                       
       
           



       





Before I had time to wallow in self-pity I reminded myself that I didn't  want a boyfriend. I was giving myself a mental pep talk when Savanna  squealed and clutched my arm tighter, throwing her free hand up and  waving it around.