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rhythm, blending the notes perfectly with Alex’s classical piano melody.  You couldn’t hear anything from the crowd of people who were watching the band, awestruck.  Ethan slowly started a beat and Brayden’s bass collided with the soulful sound of Shane’s voice.
    I stand there
    And no one knew me
    I reach for her
    She looks right through me
    I can search this world over
    She can’t see me
    I drown in tears
    They look right through me
    From behind me, a strong hand grasped my shoulder and Tucker’s face appeared next to my cheek.  “I was wondering where you went.  Do you want to dance?”
    Without waiting for my answer, he spun me around and wrapped his hands around my shoulders.  Conner had already grabbed Lea and she winked at me.  I gave in and danced, swaying to the music.
    When the song ended, Shane said goodnight to the crowd and bras and panties where thrown onto the stage.  Shane grabbed a black lacy bra and held it up to his nose and the crowd roared.  The band jumped off the stage and they were immediately surrounded by a group of blonde half-naked girls.
    Canned music drifted from the speakers and people started dancing again, blocking my view of the band.
    Tucker and Conner dragged us back to the table where Lea and I decided we should play a drinking game called Fuzzy Duck.  It was definitely time to let loose.
    Lea and I got the bartenders attention and he brought two bottles of Tequila and grabbed a handful of shot glasses.  We got back to the table where each band member had returned to the table; each one had a hot blonde on their lap, except for Shane.  He had two.  I shook my head, smiled and raised the bottles of Tequila over my head.
    “Okay, ladies and gentlemen, here’s the first drinking game of the night.  Fuzzy Duck!”  I announced.
    Everyone stared at me.
    “Fuzzy Duck?” Tucker asked.
    “Yes, Tucker.  I said Fuzzy Duck,” I replied.  “Here are the rules.  Everyone starts by taking one shot.  Then we pour another.  We go around the table and each person has to say Fuzzy Duck.  The first person who messes up has to take a shot and around and around we go!”
    “Fuzzy Duck?” Tucker asked.  Again.
    “Yes, Tucker.  I said FUZZY DUCK.”
    I filled all the shot glasses and we all took a shot.  The first round was hard.  Not all the groupies could remember what they were supposed to say.  Within an hour, and two more drinking games, everyone was pretty much buzzed; the blonde groupies more so than everyone else.
    They fell over each other laughing and giggling.  One of the girls who had occupied Shane’s lap was aptly named Barbie.  She abruptly caused the end of our drinking games when she heard a song she liked and began giving Shane a lap dance in front of everyone.
    Lea rolled her eyes and pretended to dry heave.  She threw a fistful of waded up napkins in their direction, hitting Barbie in the head.  “Holy Strippers, Batman!  Are you that desperate to make sure he goes home with you?”
    Barbie didn’t stop and she pretended not to hear Lea’s question.  She ground herself into Shane’s lap, grabbing his hands and placing them over the edges of her hiked up skirt.  He grabbed into the flesh on her legs and she arched back and let out a high-pitched moan.  Oh, crap.
    “Maybe she just needs a few dollar bills?” I said.  Everyone laughed.  But it didn’t stop her.  She moved his hands up over her breasts, and then making it worse, the other blonde who had been sitting on his lap before joined in too.  Spikes of heat flamed through me.  No.  This should not affect me.
    “Ah!  Change the porn channel!  You’re gonna give me an STD over here!” Lea shouted.
    That made Barbie stop and stand up.  She put her hands on her hips, which made us all laugh because her skirt was still hiked up and we all saw her neon pink thong.  “Why don’t you mind your own business, skank!”
    “Skank?  Me? I’m not the one giving a guy I just