New Years Eve 2017
*Copyright 2017. Jessica McCrory.  All Rights Reserved*
UNEDITED and subject to change

“What the fudge?” Emma Jackson sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes.
            “Really Emma? Fudge? Why can’t you just say fuck like the rest of us normal human beings?”
            Emma narrowed her eyes at one of her best friends, and roommate, Brooklyn Smith. “I teach small children for a living and I’m fairly certain their parents would appreciate my usage of the word ‘fudge.” she put her feet on the ground and stood. “What did you wake me up for?”
            “It’s December thirty-first,” Brooklyn grinned. “You know what that means!”
            “Tomorrow’s 2018?”
            “Tonight’s party time!” Brooklyn shook her hips. “I’ve got the night off, everyone else has the night off, we are getting dressed up and heading to downtown!”
            Emma laughed, “that doesn’t explain why your waking me up before noon on my day off.”
            “Brunch.” Brooklyn narrowed her eyes surprised that Emma had forgotten. Her typically organized friend rarely forgot anything.
            “I forgot about brunch.” Emma dropped back onto her bed, “I’m so tired.”
            “Those kids wear ya out. Now get up and get dressed! We’re heading out in thirty!”
            Emma sighed and pulled on some leggings and a sweatshirt. Not wanting to put contacts in, she went with her black rimmed cat eye glasses and then put her hair up in a messy bun. Between her and Brooklyn, her friend was always dressed nicer then she was on the weekends. Emma figured it was because as a nurse, Brooklyn was only ever allowed to wear one outfit on the days she worked.
            “Ready.” Emma grumbled as she stepped from her bedroom and into the tiny living room of the three-bedroom apartment she, Brooklyn, and one of their other friends, Bailey shared.
            Their other three friends, Lilian, Pam, and Ada, shared another three bedroom just down the hall. They had been lucky enough to be looking for a place to live right as this complex was finishing construction.
            “You look-tired.” Ada said with a grin.
            “Easy for you to say, you always look like a model.”
            “Probably because she is one.” Lilian joked and stood, “I’m hungry can we go now?”
            “Now that sleeping beauty’s awake.” Pam smirked.
            “Always with the book jokes.” Bailey said sarcastically.
            “Can’t help it.” Pam retorted and grabbed her coat.
            The six girls had been best friends since middle school. They had all grown up in a tiny Texas town about an hour and a half from where they lived now. They had bonded over the detention they were sent to for fighting in sixth grade and had been inseparable ever since.
            They walked out of the building and into the frigid December air, this winter had been a surprisingly cold one compared to the last few years. Ice coated the streets so they linked arms and walked down the sidewalk and into their favorite brunch restaurant, The Egg and I.
            They were seated quickly and everyone except Ada ordered coffee.
            “I don’t understand how you survive on that stuff.” Bailey turned her nose up as Ada dipped one of the tea bags she carries everywhere into the hot water the waitress brought her.
            “I don’t see how you drink coffee, so I suppose were even.” Ada took a sip of her tea and to everyone’s amusement, made a slurping nose at Bailey and then moaned as the hot liquid slid down her throat.
            “Don’t go having an orgasm in here Ada, I want to be invited back.” Bailey smarted off.
            Ada stuck her tongue out and then flipped her perfectly wavy brown hair back over her shoulder. Her dad was Italian, her mother from Jersey originally, and Ada received the tan skin, dark hair and brown eyes from her father yet somehow managed to look almost exactly like her mother. The looks had gotten her plastered all over the cover of nearly every fashion magazine in Dallas, and that was after she turned down a job in New York where she would have been working exclusively for one company.
            They always wondered why she turned it down, but her answer was always the same, if she were here, she could work with multiple companies and be with her friends. If she went to New York, she would have been alone and only allowed to do one type of shoot.
            “So what’s the game plan tonight ladies?” Pam asked after the waitress had taken their order.
            “I say we go home and take a nap.” Emma lifted her coffee cup to her lips again.
            “Alright, now that we have your bad idea out of the way, I say we do some shopping, hit the salon for mani-pedis and then go back to the apartments, get ready, and then be out the door by eight.”  Bailey, the always organized interior designer, pulled out her planner and started jotting down notes about different shops they should check out.
            “Bales, that’s not necessary we know what stores to go to.”
            “I like lists.” She insisted and continued until Ada stole her pen, “hey!” Bailey called out and shot Ada a glare.
            “No lists today.”
            “Fine. Can I have my pen back?”
            Ada handed Bailey back her pen, and she shoved it and the planner into her purse.
            “I may have to take some calls today. I don’t have to go in unless it’s an emergency, but it’s possible I’ll need to offer some help to the vet tech on call.”
            “Lillian can’t you take one day off?”
            “Until Dr. Glayce comes back from vacation, I’m the only fully certified vet on staff. So no.”
            “Lame!” Ada said with a laugh but she offered Lillian a half hug. “We still love you.”
            “Good to know.” Lillian smiled.
            “Food!” Ada called out excited when the waitress headed their way with a tray.
            They watched patiently as the woman unloaded the tray and placed the food in front of them.
            “How do you eat that and still stay so thin?” Brooklyn asked Ada as she began to cut up the buttery waffle she had been given.
            “Good genes.” She said around a mouthful.
            The girls laughed and continued to eat. None of them messed around when it came to food, the second it was on the table, silence ensued.
            Once the food was eaten and checks were paid, the girls made their way outside where they linked arms again and headed down the street to the spa they frequented. It was shaping up to be an incredibly relaxing day, and the night could only get better.
“Are you sure this isn’t too tight?” Emma asked as she did a little turn in front of the full length body mirror in the bathroom.
            “You look hot, love!” Bailey smacked Emma on the butt and Brooklyn let out a whistle.
            “It’s so small.” Emma pulled up the top of the strapless dress and did another check in the mirror. “Although, I suppose it does look nice.”
            “Honey it looks more than nice.” Bailey winked, “tonight is going to be amazing!” Bailey did a spin once she had slipped in to her peep toe heels, and then headed into the kitchen. “Who wants to do pre-shots?”
            “Emma does!” Brooklyn offered from her bedroom.
            “What? No! You guys know I’m a lightweight, if I get started now I probably won’t make it to the club.”
            Brooklyn and Bailey both laughed. “Live a little Emma!” Bailey said as she poured some vodka into a shot glass.
            “Ugh, we’re starting with vodka? That stuff tastes like rubbing alcohol smells.”
            “But it’s what we’ll be drinking for most of the night, so this way we aren’t mixing liquor! Besides, it’s birthday cake flavored.”
            “Those labels lie.” Emma said but downed the shot anyways. “Sheeeeesssshhhh that is rough.”
            “Whoo!” Bailey slammed her shot glass down. “That’s the stuff! I am so ready for tonight you guys! It’s been a long damn year.”
            “An amazing and long damn year.” Ada said as she, Pam, and Lillian breezed into the apartment. “Uber will be here in five.”
            “Very true,” Bailey agreed. “Shots?”
            “Bring it on,” Ada said and took a seat on one of the bar stools. “Emma you look hot!”
            “That’s what we’ve been telling her,” Bailey insisted.
            “It’s so unlike what I normally wear,” Emma let out a nervous laugh, “but who knows? Maybe I’ll attract a man while were out.”
            “Oh honey you’re going to attract men, as in plural while were out and you’re wearing that thing,” Ada said with a wink.
            “Alright, what do y’all think?” Brooklyn stepped from her bedroom wearing a short, black tank dress. Her stilettos were black with gold straps that matched the color of the zipper that ran up the front of the dress.
            “Daammmnnn.” Lillian offered, “you look gorgeous.”
            “Definitely better then scrubs huh?”
            “Oh yeah. So tell me, is the hot doc going to be at this club tonight?” Pam asked and made her eyebrows do a little dance.
            Brookyln laughed. “Probably not, I imagine he will be spending his New Year’s wrapped up with his girlfriend.”
            “You are so much better than her, I can’t believe he asked her out after y’all slept together.”
            “It was only once and it’s whatever, I can do better too.”  Anyone else listening would have believed she had moved on, but her friends knew her better than that. The dickhead doctor had used Brooklyn for a lay and then gone on to ask out one of his patients instead.
            “Well if he is there, he’s going to eat his ‘let’s just be friends’ words.” Emma offered, anger in her voice. Her friend had deserved so much better.
            “A shot for Brooklyn!” Ada called and Lillian and Pam pulled Brooklyn into the kitchen where Bailey handed her a shot.
            Bailey then proceeded to pour six more and passed them out to all the friends. “To a wonderful 2017 and the hopes that 2018 will bring us more happiness, and some great lays.”   
            The girls let out a laugh and clinked glasses before pouring them into their mouths. “Now let’s go party!” Ada cried and they rushed around grabbing up their clutch’s and phones.
            They made their way downstairs where a white sedan was waiting, “you here for us?” Ada asked the driver.
            “Hell yeah.” The man behind the wheel said as he took in the sight of the six gorgeous women in front of him, “as long as you’re the ones who called the uber.”
            “That’s us!” Lillian said cheerfully as they all climbed in.
            “Where are you ladies headed?”
            “Livewire, downtown.”  Ada answered as she rechecked her makeup in the mirror.
            “You got it.” He said as he pulled away from the curb and they made the ten-minute drive downtown to Dallas’s most popular new nightclub. The line outside would have discouraged them, if Ada didn’t know the bouncer personally.
            “Listen, take my card and call me when you guys are ready to go home,”  the driver handed Ada his card and she looked down to read his name.
            “Thanks Adam,” she offered him a smile and they climbed out. “Alright ladies, let’s do this!” She yelled and they walked to the front of the line.          
            “Oh come on man!” Two men complained when the bouncer opened the door to let them inside. Ada being Ada, couldn’t let it pass unnoticed, and winked at them before disappearing inside.
            The club was packed, and Ada led them to the back VIP section where they had a table already waiting. Ada was a resident celebrity here since on top of doing some modeling for the club, she also sang on most Friday nights.
            “What can I get you to drink?” The waitress called over the sound of the music blaring out from the DJ.
            “Appletini’s all around!” Ada said with a smile and the woman disappeared to the back.
            “We going to order some champagne for the toast?” Bailey wondered and Ada nodded.
            They sat and listened to the music while they scoped out those who were sitting at the bar, or on the dance floor. The waitress brought the drinks over and Lilian held up her glass.
            “To the best friends I could ever ask for!” She yelled and the let out a ‘whop’ before taking a drink.
            “Well, I say we go and do some dancing!” Emma cried out loudly and Ada laughed. Her friend was such a lightweight. But it was the only thing that really helped her come out of her shell.  
            They stood and made their way to the crowded dance floor. Imagine Dragons’ Believer was playing through the speakers and the girls started moving. That was their favorite part of the club- they played just about every genre of music.
            The heat from inside the club made them completely forget about the cold and ice outside and they lost themselves in the music. A group of men made their way over and tried to push into their circle, but Ada shot them a glare and they backed off. The music faded off and everyone’s attention turned to the stage where Daphne, the owner of the club, was heading for the DJ stand.
            She grabbed the MIC and then turned back to the stage. “Good evening! Is everyone having a good time?” She yelled and pointed the MIC out at the crowd which screamed, “yes!”
            “Good! We have about thirty minutes until midnight, and it has come to my attention that one of our own is out there in the crowd! Ada darling, you there?”
            The spotlight turned to Ada and her friends, who stepped back so only Ada stood waving.
            “Come on up here! Sing us a song!” Daphne began to chant her name and the entire crowd followed suit until Ada made her way to the stage.
            “Thanks Daph,” she smiled and hugged Daphne.
            “You know I love ya girl.”
            “Hey everyone,” Ada’s slightly raspy voice filled the club as everyone greeted her. She turned to walk back to the DJ to request her song, and after a moment music filled the air.
            “This one’s for my girls, love you guys.” She blew them a kiss and then started singing Alicia Key’s Girl On Fire. Ada had always had a beautiful voice, but it wasn’t until they had moved to Dallas that she started using it anywhere but a car or shower. She had always been afraid of anyone thinking less of her, she still was to an extent, she just masked it a lot better now.
            “So that’s your friend up there?” Emma turned to see a man standing next to her as she danced with her friends.
            She offered him a smile and a nod. Wearing jogging pants and a gold chain around his neck, she had no interest in anything else.
            “She’s hot.”
            Again Emma offered him a smile.
            “You’re hot too.”
            Getting annoyed, Emma tried to turn away from him, but he pushed his way up against her and tried to dance.
            “Back the fuck off.” Bailey said and pulled Emma away.
            “We’re just having some fun.”
            “The only one of you having ‘fun’ is you. Now back off before I have to make you.”
            The man laughed, “you’re hot too.”
            “This guy bothering you. “Jasper, the clubs head of security yelled over the sound of the music.
            “Yeah,” Bailey said and crossed her arms over her chest. “He won’t back off Emma.”
            Jasper turned to see an incredibly embarrassed Emma standing with her arms over her chest, trying to look more sturdy then she was. He had known every one of the girls since they started coming two years prior.
            “Let’s go.”
            “You can’t make me leave. We’re just dancing.”
            “I said, let’s go. You can walk out like a man, or I can drag you out. Your choice.”
            The man took in Jasper’s large frame, and grumbled “this is bullshit,” before heading towards the door.
            “Thank you.” Bailey said to Jasper and he nodded then continued to follow the douchebag out of the cub.
            The song switched to Ed Sheeran’s Shape Of You and Bailey cursed. “Dickhead made us miss Ada’s song.” 
“Sorry,” Emma said.
“For what?”
“I should have said something.”
“Emma,” Bailey laughed. “We back each other up, it’s what we’ve always done. Now, stop apologizing for stupid crap. Haven’t we talked about this?”
Emma smiled, “I suppose so.”
“What’d I miss?” Ada asked as she approached.
“Some jackass rubbing up on Emma. Jasper took care of it.”
She nodded. “Drinks?”
“Yes!” She called out and they all made their way through the crowd and back over to their table.
            “This has been so fun!” Lillian called out as she continued to dance in her chair. They all sipped on their drinks and went back to watching the dance floor.
            “Do you guys remember last New Year’s?” Pam asked with a laugh.
            “Oh my gosh yes! Bailey tripped and spilled her flaming Dr. Pepper all over that snooty business guy.” Brooklyn pointed at Bailey accusingly and Bailey’s cheeks flushed.
            “It was an accident.”
            “Too bad he turned out to be your boss.”
            “Don’t remind me.” She covered her face with her hands. “He still won’t let me live it down!”
            “And we never will either.” Pam said easily and raised her glass in a mock cheers before downing the remainder of her appletini.
            “And Pam hooked up with that lawyer.” Lillian offered, keeping the conversation on the last New Year’s.
            “I did not!” Pam insisted. “We just you know, made out a little.” she blushed and the girls laughed.
            “Yeah, on the middle of the dance floor,” Emma snorted mid laugh. “We thought we were going to have to rip you off of him.”
            “He was cute.” she defended and Emma waved her hand in a surrender.
            “Never said he wasn’t.”
            “It’s been a hell of a year huh?” Ada asked as she looked around at her friends who sat around the table. Five of the most important people in the world to her, and those she could trust no matter what.
            “It definitely has. I say we cheers to another.” Brooklyn lifted her glass. “May we all find limitless happiness in 2018, and may he have abs of steel.”
            The girls let out a laugh, but lifted their glasses. “And a beard.” Emma said with a giggle, “I love beards.”
            “And dimples!” Pam added.
            “And a nice firm butt.” Bailey said with a wink.
            “And may he love animals.” Lillian smiled.
            “And may he be an animal in the sack.” Ada rounded them of and they clinked glasses with a laugh. “I love you ladies, you all know that.”
            They all reached in towards the center of the table in a big hug. “This is going to be our year.” Lillian said. “I feel it.”
            “Me too.” Brooklyn added.
            “Well here it comes so I hope so!!”
            Five….Four….Three….Two…One…. “HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

A Year Of Love: Valentines Day Novelette coming February 14th, 2018​​

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