Nick lay on his bed, debating what to do. He wanted to go to a club and considered calling AJ. AJ would probably bring Amanda and they would be all over each other the whole night.
Nick wanted a girlfriend. He didn't want any of the ones screaming his name and he didn't want to date anyone he already knew. Someone a little different but not wacko.
He decided he would call AJ. Maybe Amanda could hook him up with someone. He reached over and picked up the phone.
"Hello?" Amanda said after the fifth ring. He could hear AJ whining in the background.
"Hi Amanda."
"Hi Nicky."
"Nick, I'm going to hurt you," AJ growled from behind. Amanda shushed him before talking to Nick.
"What's up? Why you calling?
"Do I have to have a reason to talk to my favorite Amanda?"
"Nick, A) you called AJ's. B) How many Amanda's do you know?"
"I've met a few."
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Why'd you call, for real."
"I was thinking of going to a club. But since neither of you like to party, maybe I should call someone else."
"Where ya going? We'll come."
"Why do we have to go somewhere?" Nick heard AJ asked.
Nick told Amanda the club and she said they'd met him there in a half-hour, hour tops. Then they hung up. Nick changed and headed for the club.
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