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- A story I felt like writing, yup...-
The lights flash. She sits on the edge of the stage and keeps her long legs
crossed. Music starts to play and she uncrosses her legs and spreads them out. She
gracefully slides off the stage. She swaggers across the room, and all eyes follow
her with every move she makes. The way she moves, she makes them all patiently
wait. She curls the ends of her lips. Her hair is curled and the color of it is auburn.
Even if her heels were off she was taller than me.
Because they were too busy gawking, she slips something in their drinks with
ease. She smiles, chuckles, and struts away. She gave these certain men a burning
stare, remembering who will give her extra cash for only god knows what.
She approaches me. I stand there and stare blankly away from her. Her eyes
sparkle, yellow, green, and then orange. Really her eyes are the color of grey, they
are just hiding behind the lights.
She starts to dance around me, trying to get me to pay her. Her eyes are
bloodshot and her breath smells like whiskey. I shook my head, but she would not
budge. Her eyes start to wander past me onto the tables. I shook my head again.
Then one of her prey waved money in the air, she frowns, and walks away staring
straight at me.
 thoughtsandwonder · Thu Jan 24, 2008 @ 04:15am · 0 Comments |
