Deja Vous

It is almost ten at night when we arrive at the famous Dri's. When Valentina said it was a super trendy club, I thought of something that recently opened and not Dri's. The exact same place I met Hunter for the first time.

Valentina is driving. I bend down a little so that no one will photograph us.

“Selena!” She is chuckling at me. “You are exaggerating.” She parks her car in a small space. “Now you can get out of the car. There’s no one in the parking lot.”

I get out of the car and come face to face with a blue Audi R8 with black accents almost the same colour as my pants. I straighten my clothes, still staring at the car.

“Maybe you’ll leave in one of these in a little while.” Valentina winks at me. I look at her and stick my tongue out. It's not very mature, but she is annoying and deserves it.

“I just like sports cars, so what?” I shrug and take hold of my little black bag. “Let's go and have that drink waiting for us.” I point to the club’s entrance.

And as I predicted, the insi