"Well, maybe next year I'll move into your closet," Lexi quipped only half-joking.
"Then where would my clothes go?" Chyna asked her hands placed lightly on her hips.
"I'll work around it."
"Fine. Just don't touch the cashmere," she said giggling.
Chyna placed her Louis Vuitton handbag and matching backpack in the empty desk chair and sauntered towards the bay windows, which Lexi repeatedly claimed was the only redeeming feature about her bedroom. Lexi watched her for a few minutes recognizing the wheels turning in her mind. Something was going on up there, and Lexi had a feeling it wasn't going to be in her favor. Chyna constantly got this look on her face that said she was about to propose a crazy scheme. Normally, Lexi went along with her, but seeing that look on her friend while in her room made Lexi a bit anxious. She knew that Chyna would speak up again when she was done assessing the situation.
Whirling on her kitten heels, Chyna faced Lexi with a beautiful smile tacked onto her face. "Can I redo your room? You know I just met this amazing new designer. I'm pretty sure he would be able to fix this um…problem."
Lexi rolled her eyes dramatically. "My room is fine the way it is."
"Well of course, dear," she said linking their arms and nuzzling close to her friend, "but I could make it gorgeous. You would absolutely love Frederick too. He's a mastermind. He did the renovations in my guest bedroom recently and they're stunning…"
"Chyna…"
"He could really do a number on this place," she continued oblivious to Lexi calling her name.
"Chyna chill out," she said shaking her out of her reverie. "How about we just have a good time?" Lexi suggested.
"Oh, but Alexa, I'm telling you. The man is a decorating genius."
"I'm sure he is sweetie, but this is a college dorm room. It's supposed to look like this."
"I'll get to you eventually," she warned her poking her playfully in the ribs.
"Yeah yeah," she said waving her off.
"So…" Chyna drawled, "what do girls do on slumber parties?"
Lexi's jaw dropped open slightly. "Haven't you ever been on one?"
"Well yeah I have, but those were different. Usually we just took over the house of whoever's parents were out of town that weekend. We'd either have a huge party and get hammered or it'd just be us girls and we'd still get hammered. You know how I like my alcohol," Chyna said with a wink.
"I'll admit alcohol is involved," Lexi told her diving into the freezer of her mini fridge. She pulled out a tray of what looked like frozen gummi bears. Chyna's eyebrows shot up at the treat. "For those of us who had to sneak alcohol past our parents, we made these."
"You made gummi bears?" she asked incredulously looking at the tray with humor in her eyes.
"No, they're vodka gummi bears. You soak them in vodka for close to three days, then they are just as potent as the real stuff, but it looks like you're just eating gummi bears. Not to mention they're delicious," Lexi informed her popping two red gummis into her mouth and letting them slide down her throat.
"Oh exciting," Chyna said grabbing a handful. "You're right," she said between bites, "these are delicious. I can't taste the alcohol at all."
"It'll hit you later," Lexi told her giggling as she swallowed a white gummi.
"So what do we do after we're drunk from these things?"
"Usually manicures, facials, late night chick flicks, junk food, the works…"
Chyna sucked her bottom lip in between her teeth as she looked at her perfectly done fingernails and imagined the amount of work out time it would take for her to process said junk food. "You know…I don't think I was missing anything."
Lexi smacked her arm. "Hey, don't diss on my childhood alchy!"
"I can't help it if your childhood activities don't appeal to a twenty year old," she said playfully. "Let's finish off these gummis and then go party."
Lexi had actually planned for this. Chyna partied nearly every night, and though Lexi couldn't join her most nights since she was in school, they did end up out together at least one night every weekend. "Fine, but we're still staying here tonight without bringing a guy home," she added hastily.
Chyna stuck out her bottom lip adjusting her features into a perfect little pout. "Alexaaa," she whined.
"No buts about it missy."
"But but but but…"
"No!" she cried tossing a gummi at her.
"Don't waste them!" she squealed ducking the assault and reaching for another gummi.
The girls changed as quickly as Chyna would allow for, all the time complaining about the ramifications of four girls sharing one tiny bathroom. Lexi laughed along as she pulled a straightener through her hair which she had let grow near to her waist. She knew it was a poor choice. Even though the evening air was close to freezing compared to the Georgia atmosphere she was accustomed to, the club where they would be was sure to be suffocating, and she would be in need of a ponytail upon entrance. This hardly mattered to her at the time though. She would deal with the consequences of her choices at a later date.
As they exited the building, Lexi recognized an onyx town car which immediately drove up to meet them. Lexi slid against the black leather interior with Chyna following behind her. Apparently, the driver already knew where they were headed, because instead of offering a destination, Chyna popped open a chilled bottle of Cristal resting in a bucket.
"I know it's not vodka gummis," she said filling two flutes full of champagne, "but I suppose it will have to do."
"I suppose," Lexi stated sarcastically.
Lexi took one glass out of Chyna's hand and raised it in the air for a toast. "I toast you my dear. To being young, fun and free."
"Not to mention beautiful," Chyna added clinking their glasses together and lifting it to her lips.
The bottle was nearly empty by the time they reached their destination. The driver quickly exited the car and moved to the other side to open the door for them. Chyna floated out of the town car and leaned against the side to steady her already uneasy balance. Lexi stumbled from the car door and nearly collided with the driver. Her alcohol tolerance was practically nonexistent and the combination of vodka gummis and Champagne were really making her head spin. Chyna laced her fingers with Lexi's and plopped a tiny kiss on her cheek. Lexi giggled uncontrollably as she allowed Chyna to pull her towards the bouncer who was openly ogling their display. The rope disappeared as Chyna moved to step across the threshold. Lexi glanced to the long line of waiting customers who, she knew first-hand, were cursing her tiny ass as she walked into the nightclub.