Snippet #1809910

She was proud of her sister. It was evident in the way her leg shook in the car and the way she slanted side glances to Knatilee. Her sister was the only woman she knew that would stand up to such a scary man; and she did it with no fear. Jacqueline beamed with pride at the simple thought.

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Not too long after, they arrived, a line at the entrance. “Oooo.” She cooed before stepping out of the car and moving for the door. ‘Let’s do this.’ She thought, hips swaying slightly.

She was the first to enter- her sister behind her. The music hit Jacqueline’s ears before the cool air touched her skin, the loud bass pumping against the bar walls. She stepped into the bar, a smile instantly set on her glossy lips as her eyes danced from face to face, some familiar others not, as she tucked a curl neatly behind her ear.

To get to the dance floor, Jacqueline had to pass the bar and hand her bag over to the girls before truly being able to focus her attention on what was happening. Her voice barely heard over the music, she shouted to one of the tenders before offering her purse, her grin widened. “Thank you!” She replied with a nod and a giggle.

“Jacs’!”

At the sound of her nickname, Jacqueline turned to face a very familiar looking male. “Lee! You came!” She wrapped her arms around his mid-section, resting her cheek lightly against his shoulder as he ushered her away from the packed bar and towards the dance floor. “Of course I did.” Lee leaned down and lightly pecked Jacqueline’s cheek. “You look beautiful.”

“Aw, thank you Lee!”

Lee was Jacqueline’s study friend; he patiently helped her when she needed it, smiled, and tried to soothe her anger when she grew frustrated, and Jacqueline was immensely grateful for it.
Pale curls trailed down, lightly grazing his shoulders as piercing blue eyes followed Jacqueline’s every step and sway. He stood at a perfect 6’1” with large strong hands and a slight slur to his words when frustrated. Even in school, he seemed to watch her; as if trying to learn all there was to know about her.

‘Ha’ she thought. Jacqueline paused and steadied herself as a girl whispered loudly in her ear, clearly drunk. “That sounds great.” She patted the drunken girl’s cheek before chuckling with Lee as she stumbled off.

“She’s great.”

“I believe you.” Lee chuckled as he stepped from side to side; not much of a dancer. After a moment, Lee stepped closer, a smile on his face. “You look beautiful tonight, Jacs’. I know I always say that but…” He paused, reaching up to brush a brunette strand off to the side. “I’m proud of you.”

Jacqueline blinked up at the man, before lightly waving the compliment way. “Oh shush. I’m proud of you tool.”

“No, Jacs’ I-“ He was cut off as another girl named Lucy, dressed in a yellow mini-dress stumbled into Jacqueline.

“Jackie ohmygoodness, I’m having an awesome time. Dance with me!” Before Jacqueline could protest, she was pulled away from a still smiling Lee who waved and moved for the bar.

“Okay, okay Lucy. Let’s dance- have you seen my sister? I kind of… Ditched her at the door.”

“Nopes! Ohmygoosness, I should get on the bar!” The girl squealed, pointing in that direction.

“Uh- no. You’re a little too drunk for that, let’s dance.” Jacqueline giggled at her friend, and looked around the packed bar in search of her sister.