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Jay jabbed at her phone like it owed her life savings. "Ava. You, Sec E, Honey, girls—come to the club. Now. Bring yourselves and is keigan and keien asleep"
Her phone buzzed instantly.
Ava: "Of course, dumbo. It's midnight. They're asleep."
Jay groaned. "Of course they're asleep..just check once before coming " "Fine. Then bring the girls to Michael's club—the one on the London border. Oh, and bring me clothes. Mine… My stuff's… officially dead"
She typed furiously: "And NO mini dresses. NO heels. Nothing flowy, princessy, sparkly, ridiculous, or likely to trip me while kicking ass. Basically… just send me stuff I can wear without looking like I'm auditioning for a ballet recital."
Meanwhile… the base. Chaos. Absolute chaos.
Boys running around like headless chickens changing their shirts as it was practically dirt now obviously they were prepared for party even before knowing war result . Shirts flying, socks mismatched, Percy trying to wrestle a tie onto himself, Raphael giving everyone murder eyes, cin loudly questioning how anyone could wear a button-up shirt without assistance. Jay's eyes squeezed shut like she had a mental self-preservation instinct.
And then… the universe served her a platter of torture.
Keifer.
Walking out. Shirt? Gone. Pants? Present. Smirk? Infuriatingly perfect.
Jay's eyes popped open, then immediately slammed shut. Her cheeks blazed hot enough to melt steel. Why is he like this? Why is breathing even allowed in this room?
Sec E immediately started laughing. Percy nearly fell over. Aces just leaned back, clearly smug. Jay's brother gave her the "I'm done" look, like he'd watched this exact scene happen 47 times before.
Keifer, of course, noticed. Smirk widening. "What? Never seen a hero half-naked before?"
Jay grumbled, muttering: "You're impossible."
Finally, plans were made. Club:45 minutes away. "Take rest if you want," someone suggested.
Jay bounced. "Rest? What is rest? Who even invented rest?" She grabbed her helmet. "I'll ride my BMW bike. You guys go in cars. I've waited way too long for this. And I have energy for a small army."
Keifer, predictably: "I'm coming with you."
Jay rolled her eyes. "Keifer… you're tired. REST."
Keifer leaned close, voice low and teasing. "Let me show you how tired I am… maybe we cancel the party… stay up all night… just you and me."
Jay turned beet-red. "H-huh… stut… shut… UP! Let's go!"
He chuckled, circling her like a predator… a very flirty, infuriating predator. "Okay, my queen. I can be your passenger prince… just for you."
Jay glared at him, muttered something about idiot royalty, and let him put the helmet on her. He slid behind her, hands on her waist, clearly enjoying her blush.
Engines roared. Jay revved her bike. The wind whipped her hair like she was some action hero in a music video. Keifer grinned behind her, teasing.
Back at the base… chaos.
Aries and Percy had mouths open like fish. Sec E was laughing so hard tears were involved. Angelo and Raphael, done. Literally done. "I can't even," Raphael muttered, throwing a random shirt at the wall.
The cars started moving, engines humming. But Jay? She was zooming ahead, screaming a little, laughing a lot, hair flying like she had declared war on gravity itself. Keifer shouted something flirtatious, Jay almost hit a cone laughing, and everyone behind them probably had permanent PTSD from the absurdity of it all.
Jay kicked her BMW bike into gear like she was launching a rocket. Hair whipping, helmet slightly tilted because she refused to adjust it "for style," she zoomed forward. The night air screamed past her as the city lights blurred into streaks.
Keifer, clinging to her waist, grinned like a cat who'd caught the canary. "You know," he shouted over the wind, "if you wanted to show off your insane driving skills, you could have just sent a video. I didn't need to nearly become roadkill!"
Jay threw him a glance over her shoulder, smirk tugging at her lips. "Roadkill? Please. I am a chaotic legend. You're just here to enjoy the show." She swerved around a corner, narrowly missing a lamppost, and Keifer yelped, gripping her tighter.
"Oh, I am enjoying it," he said, voice low, teasing. "Especially how you look when you concentrate. Lips pressed, hair flying… you should see yourself in my helmet visor—dangerously hot."
Jay froze mid-gear shift, cheeks flaming red, trying to ignore the laughter bubbling in her chest. "K-Keifer! Stop talking—drive. I mean—let me drive!"
Behind them, Sec E and the rest of the boys in their cars had a front-row seat to this circus. Percy slammed both hands on the steering wheel of his car, eyes wide. "Is she… driving? Like this? Are we all going to survive?!"
Aries facepalmed, muttering: "I can't. I just… can't."
Raphael, in the lead car, threw his head back in exasperation. "Why do I even bother?"
Angelo honked randomly, probably laughing so hard he forgot what lane he was in.
Meanwhile, Keifer leaned closer to Jay, whispering in her ear, "You're lucky you're so good-looking when you're a menace, or I'd be screaming at you instead of laughing."
By the time they hit the main road toward the club, Sec E was doubled over in laughter, Percy was screaming random commentary, and Raphael and Angelo were so done they'd probably text their therapists. But Jay? She was alive, exhilarated, flustered, laughing, and—secretly—thrilled to have Keifer teasing her nonstop.
Jay parked the BMW outside Michael's club, hopping off with her helmet still on, hair wild from the ride. Keifer stepped off behind her, a smirk tugging at his lips, clearly proud of surviving her chaotic driving.
Inside, Michael was already waiting. "Everyone else, out," he said firmly, waving toward the other guests. "Tonight, it's just for you."
The club emptied almost instantly, leaving the group alone. Jay let out a small laugh. "Finally," she muttered, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
Ava entered first, moving with her usual dramatic flair, every step precise and deliberate. Honey followed, sparkling energy radiating from her, heels clicking sharply on the floor. Freya came next, giving Honey a side glance and a sly smile. "Nice entrance," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "Did you bring the glitter with you, or is that all natural?"
Honey shot her a playful look. "Some of us were born dramatic," she replied, striking a pose that made everyone laugh.
The rest of the girls arrived one by one. Ion walked with Mica, Rakki alongside Cin, Grace had come with Gemma from London, and Ella immediately headed for Aries, who welcomed her with a grin. Mica and Calix exchanged a quick, teasing peck, while Cin practically leapt onto Rakki, making him laugh and groan at the same time. Freya found Edrix, rolling her eyes at his slightly flustered expression. Grace spotted Denzel and rushed toward him. "You're here?" he asked in surprise, before hugging her tightly.
Angelo and Ion stood side by side, both faintly blushing. Angelo nudged her. "We're… going?" he murmured.
Ion smiled knowingly. "I knew you would say that," she replied softly.
Meanwhile, Honey waved cheerfully at Percy. His reaction was immediate: he ducked behind Felix, muttering something incomprehensible about not being seen.
Jay leaned back slightly, taking it all in, a small smile on her face. "This is officially my kind of party," she said to Keifer.
Keifer chuckled, slipping an arm around her waist. "Chaotic legend strikes again," he said, eyes glinting with amusement.
For the first time that night, the group felt like everything had fallen perfectly into place, the club theirs for the taking, and the night full of possibilities.
The music inside Michael's club pulsed through the floor, lights flashing in vibrant waves across the room. Sec E had already claimed the food corner, plates piled high with snacks, drinks in hand, and laughter spilling over every conversation. Aces leaned back slightly, casually talking to some of the girls while nodding to the beat, a subtle sway in his posture. Angelo and Raphael stood nearby, half-dancing, half-watching, while Rafael and Tiger moved in time to the rhythm, their expressions a mix of focus and amusement. Ion and Lia had claimed the couches, legs crossed, sipping drinks but eyes glued to the scene unfolding before them.
Meanwhile, the rest of the group had taken over the center of the dance floor. Blaster, Eman, Ci-N, Yuri, David, Mayo, Felix, Edrix, Kit, Drew, Denzel, Rory, and Josh were all moving in perfect sync, performing the iconic Dale Dale routine. Every step, every clap, every coordinated movement was precise yet full of energy, the kind of performance that made everyone else in the club pause and stare.
Jay leaned against Keifer for a moment, watching the chaos, before nudging him. "Come on. You can't just watch, you need to join the madness."
Keifer raised an eyebrow, smirk spreading across his face. "Oh, you mean dance with you?"
Jay grabbed his hand, dragging him toward the center of the floor. "Exactly. You're about to see a chaotic legend section e in action."
The music hit, heavy and pulsing, lights slicing across the dance floor. Jay grinned at Sec E, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Come on, boys! Let's show them how it's done."
One by one, the boys followed her lead. Felix, Eman, Yuri, David, Mayo, Ci-N, Edrix, Kit—everyone lined up, eyes on Jay as she started moving to the beat. The opening chorus echoed through the club:
"Sino siya? Ang lakas ng datingAng lakas ng dating, ang lakas ng datingUy, sino siya? 'Pag nakitang gumilingTalagang manggigigil ka"
Jay spun, energy crackling, and the boys matched her perfectly, hips and shoulders hitting the rhythm with precision.
"Daleng-dale mo galaw na gusto koSige, igiling, igiling, huwag hihintoOh, daleng-dale mo sayaw na gusto koBaby, igiling, igiling, huwag hihinto"
Keifer leaned in close as he twirled, smirking. "You know, I could get used to this," he said, voice low, teasing. Jay shot him a grin, rolling her eyes, and hit a high spin that made him stumble slightly—but he recovered, leaning into the beat with perfect sync.
The chorus hit again, louder this time, everyone shouting along with the song:
"Grabe, daleng-dale (haypa), daleng-dale (haypa)Daleng-dale (sige), grabe, daleng-dale (haypa)"
Jay laughed, breathless but unstoppable, spinning into the middle of the group. "Faster! Come on, boys, faster!"
The boys followed her energy, the entire crew moving in chaotic perfection. Felix clapped above his head, Mayo stomped in rhythm, Yuri leaned back dramatically, and Eman and Ci-N mirrored Jay's spins, all smiles and laughter.
"Uy, sino siya? Ang bangis niyang gumilingAng bangis niyang gumiling, ang bangis niyang gumiling-gilingSino siya? 'Di na kayang pigilinTalagang manggigigil ka"
Keifer grabbed Jay's hand as the beat dropped harder, their movements perfectly in sync with the song's pulse. "You're insane," he laughed, voice catching over the music.
Jay smirked, energy electric. "And you love it!" she shouted, spinning into a final dramatic move just as the chorus repeated:
"Daleng-dale mo sayaw na gusto koSige, igiling, igiling, huwag hihintoOh, daleng-dale mo sayaw na gusto koBaby, igiling, igiling, huwag hihintoGrabe, daleng-dale (haypa), daleng-dale (haypa)Daleng-dale (sige), daleng-dale (haypa)"
jay leaned against Keifer, hair plastered to her forehead, chest heaving, grinning like the chaotic legend she was. "See? Told you. We own this floor."
Keifer chuckled, eyes sparkling. "Yeah… ridiculous… but so much fun. And honestly? I wouldn't have it any other way."
By the time the chorus came, everyone was stomping, clapping, and yelling along, the energy in the room reaching a fever pitch. Even the ones on the couches—Ion, Lia, Angelo, Raphael—were grinning, tapping feet, and shaking heads at the ridiculous spectacle of Jay dragging Keifer into absolute chaos.