Goth Girl Rivalry

(Author's note: Feel free to add chapters. I will publish if they follow the guidelines.)

It was a big night at the club. A famous band had just played in town and was holding the afterparty. Everyone who was anyone was there, and that meant feathers would be ruffled. Not only did everyone's friends show up, but everyone's enemies as well.

The bar was doing brisk business. Not only would this keep the owner happy, and Cherise, the lovely barmaid's tips abundant, but the "social lubricant" was emboldening people to confront each other. Cherise smiled, knowing there would be some action, but it probably wouldn't go much further than some ripped tights and broken fingernails, would it? She felt a tingling sensation as she kind of hoped it would. Sure, security wouldn't let anyone get hurt, but letting them get these rivalries out of their system kept both the participants in the feuds and spectators coming back.

A few informal groupings of the most prominent ladies had already appeared. One group was sitting on some couches off to the side, staring at another group that had claimed what they fancied the VIP area. Another group was dancing seductively, grinding against the columns at the edge of the dancefloor, and receiving glares of disapproval from the other two groups. Cherise could feel the tension, and part of her was excited to see what would happen next. She almost forgot the cosmo she was mixing, until she spilled a little on her black tank top.