Miss Me, Miss Me, Now You Wanna Kiss Me

"Look alive my crash queens and motor babies, seems we've got ourselves a familiar face around. Welcome back sunshine." Dr. Death Defying's voice rang through the speakers of my motorcycle. I should've known he'd see me coming but part of me still wished he hadn't. If he knew then it meant there was a 99.9% chance the boys knew I was on my way. I picked up the speed seeing a familiar building in the distance. 'Looks Can Kill' was the party spot for everyone who wasn't apart of Battery City, though you could find one or two business men from BC looking for some fun.

I stopped my bike and pulled off my helmet, my vibrant orange hair flowing around me. It was guaranteed that no one would recognize the innocent little girl who I use to be in me now. I dressed differently, no vibrant colors, and I wasn't exactly a nice person. I strutted into the club, the music pumping through the air along with the smell of alcohol. As I walked past many guys turned their heads, their eyes glued to my ass.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not a self-centered bitch, but I know what I do to people. My feet carried me to the bar and I ordered a shot of vodka. Going back into this war is one of the stupidest things I've ever done, might as well start drinking now. I downed the shot and made sure my two favorite weapons of choice were at my sides and smirked as the bartender winked at me and slid the shot over to me.

"You know normally I know all the faces around here." The bartender said and I shrugged and smiled playfully. "But your's I can't seem to put a name too." He said and I bit my lip.

"Ava." I said over the music and he nodded, smiling.

"Ava, I like it." He said and I downed the shot.

"At least one of us does." I said and walked towards the dance floor.

{Jet Star's POV}

I stood against the wall and sighed. I don't know Ghoul always pulled us to this stupid night club. He wouldn't even drink, just stand around, like he were waiting on something. I heard 'ooh'ing and looked over to the dance floor to see a girl with vibrant orange hair grinding against two guys. She looked familiar but I shrugged it off. Probably a regular here.

I tried to clear my mind but I kept looking over at the orange-haired girl. She turned away from the crowd and that's when I saw the tattoo on the back of her neck. Oh my god. I knew that tattoo from anywhere. It was Venom. I jolted from the wall, careful not to draw attention to myself and kept an eye on her. She continued to grind on who ever was near her.

"Ghoul!" I yelled in a whisper like voice and he turned around from the bar.

"Dude, what is it? You look like you've seen a ghost." He chuckled and I grabbed him by his collar. "What the hell?" He demanded and I dragged him so he could see the back of her neck and pointed her out.

"That's what the hell." I said and he just stared at her. I shook him, trying to get to him. He finally came out of his little trance and shoved through the crowd to the dance floor.

{Venom's POV}

I grinded against the bartender from early. My mind was fogged over with a slight buzz and the music. The bartenders hands played with the top of my shorts and I grabbed his spiked collar, pulling him closer to me. I was about to suggest we have some fun when his eyes got big and he scurried off.

"You know a post card would be nice." A familiar voice said from behind me and I narrowed my eyes. Shit. I turned and came almost nose to nose with Ghoul. He was a lot closer than I thought. Just being this close to him again made my heart beat louder but I couldn't show it.

"What can I say?" I muttered and he grabbed my wrist, dragging me outside. When I caught my balance he walked away and I looked up to see all the guys watching me. Me and my stupid decisions.

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