I was never interested in such kind of party life which my Friends loved. One of my Friends was the owner of the pub. So we guys were always on the haut, retour au début in the guest’s list. But I would refuse the offer all the time. I wasn’t brought up that way, toi know, Miss Little Goodie Two-shoes! And after taking over the business of my dad, I became busier. It was plus difficult with the opponent businessmen trying to get us down. And there was one business company, the dangerous of all, which just couldn’t stand our success.
I went in there with my girlfriends...feeling odd. I saw the people....I saw the craze. The bartenders were busy, everything was a rush....and I saw my pals going along with that crazy flow.
They met their guys and were Lost in the overcrowded dance floor. And I sat at the bar staring at everybody. I was never used to that atmosphere .The lights were too flashy. And I couldn’t stand the hard beats of the music.
After waiting there for some time for my Friends to come back, one of my Friends was getting out of that crowd, escaping a Kiss from her boyfriend. She headed towards me sweaty and panting. And I stared at her with my eyebrow raised. And then she gave me the strangest look ever....
Becky: what! ...Oh come on! Now don’t toi tell me that you’re feeling odd!
Me: I am...
(She ordered tequila and said...)
Becky: Too bad that toi never got a boyfriend....and too bad that toi don’t know this is common.
(I was offended)
Me: Don’t say that way...you do know that I’m not like all toi guys! This is all new for me! I didn’t even wanna come here in the first place! It was toi guys who insisted me and now you’re.....
Becky: (completing one shot) Chill out...ok I’m sorry...But it is fun, can’t toi see? Look around you! toi can be so free! toi need to enjoy this time of your life! And no one’s gonna give a shit about you...no rules and no boundaries!
(I a dit nothing.)
Becky: (ordered for another shot and looks at me irritated) Well, anyway, you’re not gonna sit here this way the whole night, right?
Me: Whole night! toi guys gonna be here whole night?
Becky: (laughing) duh!
Me: In that case I’d better go back home...
Becky: (Completed another shot, ordered another) this is too much Maggie! What’s wrong with you...This is your first time here...and I know you’re feeling that this is not quite a good place and all, but what I’m saying is just try it once......that’s it.
(I started thinking about it)
Meanwhile her partner came:
David: salut Becks! What’s taking’ toi so long??!!??
Becky: Can’t toi see I’m busy with my friend...
David: Now toi be busy with me...ha!
Becky: hey!
(Her boyfriend pulled her away; she left her
drink at the table, tableau and was Lost somewhere again)
Now I really was competing with myself. As I saw Becky with David, she looked so happy. Something forced me to do what everybody was doing....it seemed like its fun too...but part of my “truthful side of conscious mind” told me that this was all wrong. But then I thought “It’s not wrong to do it once, is it?” ;)
I took the shot and drank a sip of it. I didn’t like at first...but eventually I started enjoying it.
I went upstairs to the ladies’ room. All over the stairs there were couples REALLY involved with each other. I entered the room and could hear moans and could see “legs”... (Felt really odd!) But anyways, I tried to ignore it and stared hard at myself in the mirror.
“Ain’t I looking too good??? Yes, I am. These clothes aren’t making me look any different from plain jeans and a turtleneck sweater” I took out some of my make-up accessories [which by-chance my pals and stuffed in my purse... (Just in case!)] And I really made myself look like a bad girl. I adjusted my ultra-skinny jeans much lower than my waist line and adjusted my haut, retour au début too. I took a deep sigh encouraging myself to rule out there. I kissed hard on my reflection, staining the mirror with my blood-red lipstick.
I touched the cold knob with “sticky-with-sweat” hands. I was really nervous. I was gonna face a world I never faced before. I opened the door and tried to walk tall with pride. I reached the dance floor and took a deep sigh. I tried to déplacer people out of my way. But they didn’t respond. With each step I moved forward, I pushed each person away. Guys started noticing, some started to ask me to rejoindre them and dance with ‘em. Some were irritated with my act. I struggled to déplacer through an uncontrollable multitude.
Then I saw some slight traces of something interesting going at the centre of the dance floor. As I moved closer I saw people giving some way to a very unbelievably rapide, swift dancer. I went a bit ahead. And what I saw was probably the sexiest sight ever...
A guy with a classic-sexy black dress was doing the wildest dance anyone could. He was like a lion ruling the jungle!!! He was tall, shoulders were broad and it narrowed down to a sexy slim waist. He had his own style. I couldn’t see his face, there were too many people. I got so curious that I rushed to have a clear glimpse of him.
I roughly drove people aside and then there was I, so close to his dancing spot. I could see his gracious body moving rhythmically to those loud beats. I suddenly started enjoying the musique (who won’t when someone mesmerized you!) But I still couldn’t see his face because his face was covered with a black fedora. And his black curly long hair soaked with sweat would make it even difficult for me. I loved to watch this man but I couldn’t wait to see his face....
I stared at him without blinking my eyes...and my mouth was definitely open. I stopped breathing...my cœur, coeur was pacing faster...with every movie he made, my cœur, coeur jumped with that adrenaline rush! It was like ‘Love at first sight’! And then he did the most incredible thing...he spun 3 rounds non-stop. I couldn’t help but a take a deep sigh....it was so perfect and so sexy!
But then he abruptly stopped.
He paused for a second.
I came back to my senses and started wondering what happened.
But then he slowly turned his head towards me. I looked behind me; just to make sure was it me he’s looking at ou someone else.
He started slowly walking towards me...I suddenly developed cold feet...I had no idea what he was gonna do!
He came so close to me that I could feel his warm breath and I loved it...I still didn’t know how he looked because of his hat...it shadowed his face.....
He stood there just that way...and kept me guessing and guessing...and my cœur, coeur raced up...faster and faster and faster!
What is he trying to do?
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Hmmm.....How do i win? Can i win all of them?Screw them i'm KING OF POP,of course i win.
Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I'll never be alone
And you, my friend, will see
You've got a friend in me
(you've got a friend in me)
Ben, you're always running here and there
toi feel you're not wanted anywhere
If toi ever look behind
And don't like what toi find
There's something toi should know
You've got a place to go
(you've got a place to go)
I used to say "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
I used to say "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
Ben, most people would turn toi away
I don't listen to a word they say
They don't see toi as I do
I wish they would try to
I'm sure they'd think again
If they had a friend like Ben
(a friend) Like Ben
(like Ben) Like Ben
Lyrics: Ben, Michael Jackson [end]
