Living your dream is ours -Anatasia-

Ana had grown bored of what school had to offer, so she took to downtown in look of something special. From there, she found herself in a club, a rather extravagant one as well. The music loud, people were dancing, and there were neon lights all over the place. Ana found herself certain that she just found her new place to hang. Now all what she needed was champange. Good thing she brought her fake ID with her. Glancing around, she took a seat at the bar, but soon found herself distracted by watching a boy. He was very cute, so cute that she could gobble him up. Just when Ana thought she was going to do something about it, someone came and blocked her few. A girl. Ana could not help but to frown but one look at her told her that she might be a future friend, so she decided to play nice for now, "Hello there. I'm Anastasia Conley...but you may call me Ana."

She glanced over the girl a little bit better, her outfit was quite j'adore. Ana would admit to that, maybe even out loud. Before she could even say such a thing though, the girl introduced herself as Serena Ciccone and it made her think that maybe she should have heard of her the way people were freaking out with the pictures. The lights were almost blinding to Ana, even with her parents, she had never quite figured out camera flashes. Still, the name sounded familiar, but where? Though, she did not want to seem dumb, not in front of her so she allowed it to go and figured she'd figure it out later, "J'adore your outfit. Gucci?" And then this mysterious Serena ordered her drink, and Ana never thought she'd meet someone bolder than her. The bar tender was looking at her now, and Ana merely smiled, "Same," she said confidently before glancing back over at Serena now, "Do you go to Ridgeway? I just transferred over from the Constance Billard School for Girls. I have to say, I'm very excited to be a place where there are co-eds."

Ana's eyebrows rose a little, some register surprise, "Oh!" Now it made sense, that must have been why the name had clicked with her, "I hear you were a legend. You must have been ahead of me in years. But I do not blame you for leaving. Some of those girls come off as quite desperate." And of course, there was the drama as well. Ana didn't know if she missed it or not since well, she had started some of it. Ana brought her eyes back to the bar tender, he seemed a little nervous. No doubt because of Serena, she realized. Ana wished that boys would get that nervous around here. But it is California, and they are clearly much different than NYC boys. People were still begging her to dance with them but to Ana's surprise, the other girl stayed put, "Why yes, I would love your number," she exclaimed now, digging down in her Poppy Coach purse for her iPhone. Finally, she had it out, Juicy Couture Case and all and handed it to Serena, "I'm sure you know how to work those."

Ana only returned Serena's smile now and quickly took her phone from her. Same veresion as Ana's own, it was simple enough to put her contact numbers in before hitting done. The minute Serena spoke, Ana felt her hanging on her words 'I am a legend and could make you one too.' Those words just echoed in her mind now, over and over. Become a legend? Rule the school? Ana couldn't believe her luck, "I'd love that," she managed quickly as they exchanged back their phones. Then Serena got up and left her, heading over to the dance floor. Ana watched her curiously until Serena motioned for her to come over. Quickly, she grabbed her glass of champagne and drowned it in one chug before she left the bar and hurried over to Serena.

Ana danced on the floor with Serena. The changing lights almost had a dizzying effect on her, but feeling lightheaded, Ana found herself certain that it was also the champagne going to her head. She probably drake that one flute a little too fast but it didn't matter now. What's done is done. As Serena let go of her hand, she watched curiously as she grabbed a boy and started to dance, before the orders came to her, "Okay!" Ana said, looking around and spotted that boy from earlier. Walking over to him, she grabbed his arm now, flashing a smile. Maybe he could tell that she was a little off, or maybe not but either way he obliged her and followed her back over to Serena now where they began to dance.

Ana did nothing but dance like the world was going to end. She moved to the beat and the guy was crowded her a little bit. She wasn't totally a fan of it, and normally she just bitch him out about it. But she didn't ant to ruin her chances with Serena so she just let it go. Not to mention, the champagne in her system seemed to dull her senses and reaction time to just about anything.

Ana continued to glance as she glanced over at Serena now who just seemed to come alive. The whole world seemed to be her stage and at her attention. Her guy was all over her as well and she allowed him to be. Clearly, she was comfortable with herself. There was no reason as to why Ana shouldn't be that way either. She backed up into her guy now, grinding against him as she allowed the music to carry her away.