Darkside of the Moon. || Melissa and
    Melissa never had a problem getting into a party, even if it was a exclusive night club like Insomnia. There was something about her when her hair was in those soft, flowing curls and her lips when they were glazed in crimson shades that had doors open for her. Though Melissa never found herself that attractive, she knew in her pumps and that too short skintight dress, she had no need to bring money or even her ID. American clubs were so different.
    She didn't drink heavily or chat with the many men willing to listen to her that night. Melissa had something the prove to someone whom wasn't there. She let her hip sway naturally and here feet follow in suit. Hip hop dancing. She preferred underground hip hop, but she let herself fall in love with each song and use her body as the expression. She smiled at her success in her moves until she felt the thrusting hips of a man behind her. Melissa pushed him away, but her was persistent. She left the dance floor and grabbed and drink before heading out to a balcony to take a breath. Only she wasn't alone. A girl whom been known for her mouse like behavior at dance practice was smoking a funny smelling cigarette in the corner. "Eunhee?" Melissa called to her.
