We get downstairs and two yellow cabs are lined up. I hop in with Merida and Floyd, while the other three girls get in the other one. I slide across the seat; the fresh air outside hits me as soon as I walk out the doors. We make our way across the city toward our destination. Getting out, Floyd pays the cab driver and hooks his arm through mine.
“You stay within my sights at all times, understood?” I nod, not feeling like getting into an argument with anyone.
I just want to have fun and do things people my own age do. Walking up the steps, we are greeted by the bouncer. Floyd nods to him, the bouncer recognizes him and lets us straight in, ignoring the crowd that is lined up and booing loudly. Merida tugs my arm, pulling me forward and dragging me toward the bar.
She orders drinks wh
