[Emerson Vanderbilt]

[nospaces]

[attr="class","EMIELyrics"]This is it, boys, this is war[break]

What are we waiting for? Why don't we break the rules already? [break] I was never one to believe the hype. Save that for the black and white.

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Melissa insisted that Emie let her plan a fun night out for her birthday this year. She was in town for the weekend, since Emie's birthday had been on Thursday she'd been there since Thursday afternoon. Now, they were in an Uber on the way to Illusion Lounge. Emie had no idea who all Melissa invited, or who would show up. She knew Liam would be there at some point, and Melissa had invited some of the larger friend group through him. [break][break]

"Whatcha thinking about?" Melissa was almost bouncing in her seat. It had been a while since they'd had a big night out together, and with the way the last few months had gone she was excited for them to get out and live it up. [break][break]

"How many people are gonna be here?" Emie wasn't shy by any means, but she was curious at just what Melissa had planned for the evening. "You didn't go overboard, did you?" [break][break]

"Me? No, never." She did her best to give an innocent smile, but the giggle broke through before she could stop it. "I want to celebrate with my little sister. And, we're going to. I really don't know who all will show. I forgot to ask for RSVPs, and I lost track of who said they could or couldn't make it." [break][break]

"The next time we plan something, remind me that you're a terrible event coordinator." Emie was also laughing, amused that Melissa didn't even know who was coming. "That's okay. You're still the best anyway." [break][break]

The car pulled up to the curb and the girls climbed out. There would be no drinking and driving tonight, no worrying about who would be driving them home. Melissa had it all planned. They would Uber there and back, so they didn't have to worry about it at all. [break][break]

"Okay, we need a couple shots to get started." Once they were inside, Melissa grabbed Emie's hand and started leading her towards the bar. It was already busy, even though it was still relatively early for a Friday night. [break][break]

"You're gonna be so hung over in the morning." Emie smirked, shaking her head and letting her sister lead them through the crowd of moving arms and oblivious dancers, already settled in and enjoying the evening. [break][break]

"That's the goal!" Melissa turned back and gave Emie her wide, brilliant smile. "But you won't be. So I expect pancakes and coffee as a thank you!" Melissa teased. [break][break]

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This is a short disaster. But Emie's birthday was yesterday so YOLO! Literally do whatever! Go crazy.

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[Jacob Willis]

Jacob wasn't ever one to turn down a night out with his buddies. Even if that night out was going to celebrate the birthday of a girl he'd never met. He knew how to celebrate birthdays. His friend Josh was apparently closer to the girls sister than he was to the birthday girl but that didn't seem to bother him either. Whatever the excuse was it was a reason to go out and get some drinks. Also a reason for Jacob to make sure none his friends got into too much trouble.

They arrived at the club a little later. Jacob, Josh, and Emmet piled out of Jacob's truck. The vehicle more beat up looking than he was. In his black button up with snug fitting dark jeans. He seemed to be the master at spending over an hour making himself look "effortlessly good". At least in his opinion. As one of his boys slapped him encouragingly on the back Jacob chuckled and started rolling up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows. They made their way inside and already the thumping music settled a foreboding feeling in the back of his skull.

He'd hardly need any alcohol to have his head pounding in the morning. Though he supposed that was the price he paid for having fun. The three of them made it up to the bar where Josh ushered them to two ladies already standing there. "Hey girls!" Josh greeted cheerily. Jacob hung back a bit with an easy smile on his lips. He'd rather let his friend greet the two first before he bothered with any introductions. Once the man turned to him Jacob held up a hand in a small wave.

"Hey, my name's Jacob," he said with a charming crooked grin. "I hear today is someone's birthday?"

lost in the thrill of it all

Emerson Vanderbilt // I remembered we had planned for these two to meet so I figured this would be the best bet lol let me know if you need me to add or change anything at all!

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[attr="class","EMIELyrics"]This is it, boys, this is war[break]

What are we waiting for? Why don't we break the rules already? [break] I was never one to believe the hype. Save that for the black and white.

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Melissa and Emie were on their second round of shots when Melissa suddenly let out a squeal. Emie set the empty shot glass on the bartop and looked over at her older step-sister. "Are you okay?" [break][break]

"It's Josh, he showed up." Melissa's smile beamed as the group of three guys made their way to them. [break][break]

Emie groaned. Josh and Melissa had played the will they, won't they game through high school. Emie never thought they'd make a good match, but Melissa couldn't be dissuaded from her crush. [break][break]

When the three guys made it to them, Melissa launched herself at Josh without a second thought. "I'm so glad you made it. Let's dance!" She didn't wait for him to answer before she was tugging at his hand, attempting to pull him back toward the dance floor. [Break][break]

"Hi Josh. Bye Josh." Emie laughed as she watched her sister pulling him away. Melissa usually got her way, even if nothing much would come of it at the end of the night. She watched as he turned to his friend, a cute guy looking to be closer to Josh and Melissa's age than her own. The guy introduced himself, and before they were out of earshot Melissa yelled over. "Yeah, Em is twenty two!" Melissa paused, no longer tugging Josh toward the tangle of bodies already out on the dance floor. [break][break]

"Sorry, my sister is overly excitable." Emie laughed and shook her head at Melissa. "I'm Emie." [break][break]

Emie looked over the guy that introduced himself as Jacob. He was cute, in that golden boy kind of way. She could imagine him being the quarterback in high school, with girls throwing themselves at him. She looked over at Melissa, who gave a smirk before continuing to pull Josh to the dance floor. [Break][break]

"It's nice to meet you, Jacob. Sorry, my sister is probably going to try to keep your friend pretty occupied." Melissa was never afraid of going after what she wanted. Emie knew she could have asked her to stick by her side, but wasn't the whole point of having a party to have fun? She was glad her sister was living it up, even of it meant she was left standing with people she didn't know. "I think it might be a good time for more shots." She smiled at the bartender and motioned for another round. She didn't plan to be anything close to sober for most of tonight.

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[Jacob Willis]

The beaming, love sick puppy on Josh's face as soon as his eyes landed on Melissa was adorable. As soon as he saw Melissa it was as if nothing else existed and he was all too happy to let her drag him wherever she wanted to. Which wasn't normally how he saw the guy interact with other women. He wondered idly what kind of history the two had together that made him turn to putty that quickly. As the other girl apologized for her sister Jacob blew an amused breath from his nose. "No biggie, I'm mostly just here to make sure Joshie boy and Emmet don't get into deep shit," he said with a shrug before motioning to Emmet.

Emmet was a big guy. Tall and full of muscle but was generally pretty quiet and shy. At least until he got a few drinks in him. "It's nice ta' meet ya too, Emie, and happy birthday," the twang of his southern accent bit at the edges of his words as he spoke. It was normally something he tried to hide to not bring as much attention to himself. Especially since he got to California. Sometimes it liked to poke through though before he noticed it.

"Well, as long as I'm here, birthday girls don't pay for their drinks," he said with another charming grin as the bartender moved pour the shots. Emmet stood back watching Josh as their friend seemed all too absorbed in the girl on the dance floor. Jacob didn't expect him to make much conversation at the moment. So Jacob slid him a glass once they had the drinks. It'd be better once he was a little loosened up. Emie was a pretty but definitely looked closer to her early twenties.

"So, Emie, do you live in los Eurosia or just visiting for your big day?" He asked before knocking back the liquor like it was water. There was that familiar burn down his throat before the heat spread through his chest. He didn't plan on getting terribly drunk, he was the one that drove after all. But he also knew himself well enough to have a few drinks and still be okay. Besides, if her sister wasn't going to entertain her someone had to.

lost in the thrill of it all

Emerson Vanderbilt // Let me know if you need me to add or change anything at all!

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[Emerson Vanderbilt]

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[attr="class","EMIELyrics"]This is it, boys, this is war[break]

What are we waiting for? Why don't we break the rules already? [break] I was never one to believe the hype. Save that for the black and white.

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Jacob referred to his friends ‘Joshie and Emmet’... Emie blinked slowly. It felt like time was frozen for a couple long seconds as she was processing what he’d said. She doubted that Melissa knew the names of Josh’s friends, if she did she would have at least given her a warning. But Emie didn’t let it shake her. Instead, she chose to believe that her brother was sending a sign that he was always there with her, that she was never alone. [break][break]

He was speaking again, and Emie had been so jarred by the previous introduction that she almost missed the subtle lilt of a southern accent when he spoke. From what he’d said already and the charming smile on his face, Emie imagined he was just one of the good old boys. She also figured that was going to make him great company while her sister was off flirting and dancing with Josh for however long they entranced one another tonight. [break][break]

“Thanks. And there are no worries about that, my sister has that covered.” Melissa tried to use paying as a part of the ploy to get Emie out with her for the night. Not that she needed to, but Emie knew there was no point arguing. Emie also agreed to let Melissa help her pick out her outfit, convince her to wear heels for a change, and do her make up. Melissa loved it, and Emie had to admit that her sister made good choices. [break][break]

The round of shots arrived, and Emie picked up the one closer to her. Emie did her shot as Jacob asked if she was visiting or lived there. Before she could answer, she scrunched her face from the slight burn of the alcohol as she swallowed it down. She didn’t generally drink shots straight, she was more of a mixed drink or beer kind of girl, but tonight was a celebration. Plus, shots were safer at clubs anyway. [break][break]

“I’m a local. My sister abandoned us and moved to LA to become a famous actress. Which she'll probably do before we know it.” Emie smirked. “Okay, which one of you likes to dance?”

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[Jacob Willis]

Jacob didn't miss the way she seemed taken off guard but he wasn't sure what it was he said that did it. Was it something to do with Josh? He didn't want to make any assumptions and he wasn't about to ask any kind of invasive questions to a girl he'd just met. Especially not on her birthday. Luckily she seemed to bounce back quickly. "Isn't she generous?" He asked with a small grin. Well, He supposed that was better for his pockets after all. When she said she was a local Jacob offered a bit more of a brighter smile. "Me too! Well, not really a local," he said with a small shrug. "I moved here a little bit ago so I don't think I'm legally allowed to call myself a local yet," he added with a small laugh.

As she asked which of them liked to dance Jacob beamed with excitement. "I love dancing!" He exclaimed. Though as he offered her his hand to go out to the dance floor Emmet quickly spoke up. "Nononono! Don't embarrass this girl on her birthday!" He exclaimed as he moved to smack Jacob's hand away. Jacob pressed his hand to his chest with a look of mock surprise. As if he'd just been given some kind of grave insult against his very being. "Excuse me? Embarrass? Me?" He huffed with playful annoyance and shook his head. "I'll have you know I haven't the foggiest clue what you're talkin' about," he insisted but there was a certain and ever so slight curl to the corner of his lips. Playful mischief tugging at his mouth and playing in his eyes.

"C'mon Emie," he offered again as his lips pulled more to a full grin. Jacob offered his hand once again to his and motioned to the floor where his friend and her sister seemed to be having a good time. "Let me show ya some of my world class moves," he added with a wink.

lost in the thrill of it all

Emerson Vanderbilt // Sorry this is so short! Let me know if you need me to add or change anything at all!

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[Emerson Vanderbilt]

[nospaces]

[attr="class","EMIELyrics"]This is it, boys, this is war[break]

What are we waiting for? Why don't we break the rules already? [break] I was never one to believe the hype. Save that for the black and white.

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Emie laughed when Jacob called Melissa generous. “She really is.” Emie nodded in agreement. It was true, Melissa was generous, but this was more of a ploy to get her to agree to going out instead of making herself a shut in all weekend. It could have happened easily, but Emie was grateful her sister dragged her out. Emmett wouldn’t have wanted her to sit around moping and mourning him all weekend. Life was too short for that, anyway. [break][break]

“Well, that’s close enough to being local.” She laughed at his explanation. “Almost local, at any rate. You can put the asterisk there if needed.” [break][break]

Jacob’s face seemed to light up when he declared he loved dancing, though his friend did his best to warn her off. “There’s no way you can be any worse than me. I love to dance, but I don’t usually do it in heels, so you’ll have to forgive me if I look like a baby deer learning to walk for a hot minute.” She smirked. There was a good chance that the high heels Melissa picked out for her were going to be taken off before the end of the evening. [break][break]

Emie let Jacob lead her onto the dance floor. She made eye contact with Melissa on their way, who just gave a big smile and a thumbs up before returning her attention to Josh. “Alright, show me what you got. [break]

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[Jacob Willis]

"Yeah? Can I put you down as a reference when someone asks how much of a local I am?" Jacob asked teasingly. Which might have been a smooth way to ask for a girls number if he'd actually put thought into what he was saying before it came out of his mouth.

Emmet gave an exaggerated groan as the girl agreed to dance with Jacob. Even going so far as to say there couldn't possibly be a way he was worse than she was in her heels. He kept his mouth shut though. Deciding that this was just going to have to be something he let play out. And also meant he'd be the one getting to babysit his drink at the bar. So Jacob walked out with Emie to the floor and couldn't help the beaming grin on his face when she told him to show her what he had.

What happened after could have...definitely been defined as movement if nothing else. While others in the club grinded and rolled their bodies to the beat of the music Jacob turned more into one of those flailing air tubes outside of car dealerships. The ones that wave their arms wildly and duck and wiggle randomly. There was no beat or rhythm to his movements. Even as he stomped his feet on the ground. If the music weren't so loud one might be able to tell that the noise to him stomping his feet was at least two beats off the actual song.

Jacob took Emie's hands in his and moved arms as wildly as he was moving his own. Only conscious of making sure no one was caught in the cross fires. He offered a sort of mock, playfully seductive face and lifted her hand to twirl her. Though the music wasn't fit for any kind of twirling. "Come on, show me how well you can work those heels!"

lost in the thrill of it all

Emerson Vanderbilt // Let me know if you need me to add or change anything at all!

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[Emerson Vanderbilt]

[nospaces]

[attr="class","EMIELyrics"]This is it, boys, this is war[break]

What are we waiting for? Why don't we break the rules already? [break] I was never one to believe the hype. Save that for the black and white.

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“Sure thing. Anyone asks about you and it’ll be all oh yeah, I know him, we go way back!” A huge grin spread across her face as she played along. [break][break]

When she looked at Emmet again, Emie thought he was going to say more to dissuade her from dancing with his friend, but he didn’t say anything else as the pair made their way out to the dance floor. [break][break]

As Jacob began to dance - and it could really only loosely be defined as dancing - Emie couldn’t help the giggle that came up. She could see his friend’s point, but what his friend didn’t know was that she was just as awkward. Her own dancing could best be described as bad eighties moves.[break][break]

It didn’t matter. It was silly, and it was fun. [break][break]

“Oh, well shit. Hold on.” Emie was still giggling as she was trying not to trip over her own two feet while he spun her around. She could get thrown in the air in cheerleading and she could balance in all kinds of positions in yoga, but something about stilettos just threw her off every time. “I have to take these off. It turns out I really can’t work these heels at all.” She slipped out of the shoes quickly, losing the three inches in height that they added. [break][break]

When Melissa caught Emie’s eye after Emie removed her shoes, she shook her head and laughed. They both knew Emie wasn’t one for heels, and the shoes had lasted about as long as Melissa had expected them to. [break][break]

“Okay, now we can try that again.” [break]

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[Jacob Willis]

Jacob usually got one of two reactions to his dancing. Either people saw it as funny and quirky. Or they'd be too embarrassed to be seen with him and move as far away from him as possible. Luckily it seemed Emie was one of the former. As she nearly fell over while he turned her Jacob made sure to keep another hand out just in case he needed to catch her. He'd really never understand why women wore those heels. Other than the fact that they did really look good. He did give her a moment as she removed them though became nervous when she did.

Club floors weren't exactly known for being sanitary. He just hoped there wasn't any broken glass or anything nearby. "Oh now all bets are off," he grinned with a laugh. Still, he lifted her hand to twirl her again, this time a bit faster than he had before. "Let's go birthday girl!" He howled out over the music. It was at least nice to know he wasn't the only one with some awkward dance moves of his own.

Though unless it was line dancing Jacob hadn't had a rhythmic bone in his body since the day he was born. That didn't mean he couldn't have fun with it though. He looked over to find his friend offer a glance in his direction. Only to shake his head. Earning a quick, playful middle finger from Jacob. "I'll be extra careful not to step on your toes," though his tone was joking he was a little extra conscious of where his feet were now. Still he moved in the little space that the dance floor allotted.

It seemed a few other people around them noticed the more wild movements and had stepped a little further back. Likely so they wouldn't accidentally get smacked of bumped into. But that was fine with Jacob.

lost in the thrill of it all

Emerson Vanderbilt // Sorry this ones kinda short my brain just wasn't producing words lol

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[attr="class","EMIELyrics"]This is it, boys, this is war[break]

What are we waiting for? Why don't we break the rules already? [break] I was never one to believe the hype. Save that for the black and white.

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Once her shoes were removed, Jacob declared all bets off. Emie smirked and spun when he moved to twirl her around. It was so much easier out of the heals, and she let out a giggle as she picked up speed. She had no concerns or worries about her bare feet on the unclean floor. Dirty feet could always be washed off before she crawled into bed at the end of the night. [break][break]

As they moved around, Emie noticed the quick exchange of hand gestures between the friends and smirked. “See, your friend was absolutely wrong. You haven’t scared me off. In fact, this is a lot of fun.” Jacob made a promise to be careful with her toes, which was appreciated. Even if any real injury would heal quickly, it still hurt. “Thanks.” She giggled as they moved around, both probably looking like idiots in the middle of the crowd. [break][break]

When she spotted Melissa again it looked like her and Josh were headed toward the bar again. “I think it’s shots time again!” Emie declared, grabbing one of Jacob’s hands with her shoe free hand to drag him back over to the bar where his friends and her sister were gathered. “And I can set these down so I don’t have to hold onto them while dancing.” She shook the heels she was holding still. [break][break]

“You two look like you’re having fun out there.” Melissa commented when they made it up to the bar. “I’m glad.” Melissa motioned to the bartender to make it five of whatever she’d already ordered, and Emie didn’t question it. There was no use when it came to Melissa, she usually got her way and she was a force to be reckoned with. It was easier to just go along with her most of the time. “Yes, Jacob here is showing me his stellar dance moves.” [break][break]

“Good! It’s nice to meet you, Jacob. I’m Melissa, if Emie didn’t already tell you.” Melissa introduced herself as the bartender came back with a tray of colorful shots. “What did you order?” Emie did finally question, uncertain of what was in the glasses. “Jelly bean shots!” Melissa explained. “Everyone’s gonna love ‘em!” She smiled, confident in her choice and motioning for everyone to take a glass.[break][break]

“Don’t feel pressured if you don’t want it.” Emie wasn’t sure if it would be everyone’s taste, but she picked up one of the shots with Melissa. [break]

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