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(Nicola Diaz)

Kimberly Ashgrove beamed at her friends, after four years the group had made it, and with graduation behind them, they aimed a celebration worthy of the reward. Kimberly twirled, as Raegan squealed. "You bought the boots!" Raegan said as she clapped. Kimberly bought a pair of cowboy boots to go with the new jean skirt and blue and black plaid shirt. 



"Yeah, I figured this is my reward for finishing school. I've wanted a pair of Justin's for a long time. Okay, so where to first?" Kimberly asked.



"Tony's Club on the River and then we can head downtown and hit the night district," Blaine Carmen said as he walked in the room, his bright blue eyes landing on Kimberly approvingly. She stood and hugged her college friend feeling a twinge of sadness because they'd be heading off to other areas of the country. Blaine straightened, as he stood head and shoulders above Kimberly. His golden-brown hair in a new cut neatly above his ears. He joked at graduation he had his ears lowered. Kimberly always found the man attractive, but they had remained friends only, each keeping their feelings to themselves.



"Ready? And I want to hit Frazier's at the Plaza too," Tyler said. He made up the fourth member of their group, coming in during third year. Tall, with dark hair smooth hair, and a pale complexion. He would look like Ricky Ricardo if he had a tan. Raegan crushed on the man for a while but the two seemed to fall into a comfortable friendship and the four were inseparable during senior year.



"And lastly, let's finish at Grand Tropical. Perfect end to a perfect night," Kimberly quipped as she grabbed her leather handbag and hung it over her neck crossways. She wanted to have an unforgettable night.



The group grabbed a cab and crammed into the backseat. "Take us to Tony's on River Bend Avenue," Raegan said.



"At least we can get hammered and not have to worry about a designated driver," Kimberly said as she squeezed in between Raegan and Blaine.



"We will get hammered. I plan to have a couple of drinks at each club, by the time we hit Tropical I aim to hit the dance floor and try out my mad Salsa skills," Blaine said, his expression serious.



"Speak for yourself, dancer king. I failed dance with my two left feet," Raegan said as her eyes swung to her prince charming, Tyler.



"Oh baby, I can lead you across the floor with sweeping steps, even the ineptest female becomes putty in my hands when in my arms," Tyler said and wagged his brow at Raegan. The group laughed almost as if they were already drinking.