Crazy Dancer (She’s too Perfect) Episode 8
(She’s too Perfect)
This story is officially written By: Faith Lucky.
I felt so nervous;
The crowd cheering; the pressmen, the ovation – it was something I never imagined and I suddenly felt scared and needed to get away.
I ran out through the backstage and met the jeep already waiting for.me.
“Hey!” I heard someone call from behind and turned to see Noah running towards me.
Noah?? What’s he doing?
I mean, why’s he running after me?
I suddenly thought of the fear of him getting to know who I was. I was scared of the consequences of my family getting to know I danced. They were definitely going to kick me out of the house.
My entire system was nervous and swiftly, I turned to the jeep and jumped in.
Noah arrived and stopped by the window and we stared at each other from the glasses. I could feel my heart beating like a party drum.
“Please driver; let’s go” I urged him and he ignited the car and took off.
Oh my God!!
I took in a deep breath and leaned on the car seat. I’d been scared – like I never thought I could be in my entire life.
Oh! Maxine; first time on stage.
I could recall the lights, the song, the calmness of the atmosphere – it was nothing like I’d ever experienced.
I closed my eyes and reminisce over it.
Oh, Noah! I couldn’t believe he was running after me. What did he have in mind? Was he really going to speak to me?
Perhaps, if I had known, I’d have heard him out.
No; what if he recognized me??
The whole thing felt like a dream to me – a dream I wishes could be repeated.
I stood speechlessly and watched the car drive away.
Oh, God! I couldn’t feel my feet anymore.
That lady – who the hell is she? And why was she putting on a veil? Why did she leave in such haste? Like she was scared and running away?
Oh God! I’ll never forget the look in her eyes…and her body shape as it swayed and danced so perfectly. Who the hell is she? I needed answers. I needed to know her.
“Noah!” My manager came calling after me.
“Are you alright? Why did you run off like that?”
I remained silent, staring at the direction the car had taken.
“Who’s the dancer?” I asked, still not looking at him.
“Who? The veiled lady? Um…I have no idea” he replied.
“Find out. Ask the organizers. Ask whoever brought her here. I need to know; now!”
“Urgh!” I touched my head and groaned as I forced my eyes open.
I felt so much head ache.
I struggled to look around and noticed I was lying on a grassy area. What?
Then I jerked and sat up and that was when it became crystal clear to me.
Oh my God!! My bag!
Those criminals!! They took everything away and dumped me here. How could they??
I stood on my feet and looked around. Gosh! It was dangerous here – bushy and quiet. Where am I in the first place? How could those rascals think of doing this to me? How could they???
I looked around and took the only clear route I saw. I grumbled and cursed as I kept walking tiredly until I was finally able to spot the road.
Thank goodness! I didn’t have any money on me; my phone was gone! How do I get home?
I saw a cab coming and quickly stopped it and thankfully, it was empty.
I boarded it and told him he’d drop me right in front of my gate so I could pay him and he agreed.
“Ah” I groaned slightly and touched my head
I still couldn’t believe I was robbed. Those animals. They better pray I don’t find them – ever. Else, I’ll skin them alive!! Skin them alive!!
I gritted my teeth throughout the drive and finally, we got home.
“Wait here” I told the cabby as I got off and went to knock on the gate which was opened immediately.
“Ma’am?” The gateman called, looking surprised.
“Pay that cabby off” I told him and walked into the house
“Maxine!* I called when I got to the sitting room, but there was no reply.
Where the hell is that bitch?”
I was about heading to the kitchen when I saw her running in through another entrance.
“Aunt” she called, wiping off sweat from her face.
“And where the hell have you been? Were you expecting me to scream down the house before you’d reply?” I growled angrily.
“I’m…I’m sorry. I was washing at the backyard” she stuttered and I flinched.
“You were washing?? Hold on; I don’t understand. For how many hours, Maxine?! Are the washing the entire house??” I snarled as I drew closer to her.
“I’m sorry, I…”
“Before she could finish up her statement, I landed a stingy slap on her cheek
“You naughty girl! Tell me you’ve been sleeping! Huh? Tell me!!”
“I wasn’t…” She whimpered, making me more bittered.
“Anyway, you better hurry up with that cause I need you to do something else for me” I pointed my finger at her and walked away.
I held my cheek in pain as hot tears rushed down my eyes.
Oh God! Why does life have to be this cruel to me?
I wept for a short time before going to the backyard to continue with the clothes. I sat weakly in front of the rubber and was about dipping my hand into it when I felt my phone vibrating and I slowly brought it out from my dress.
I checked the caller and it was Pablo.
Oh God! I wasn’t in the mood to talk.
I picked the call perfunctorily and placed the phone on my ear.
“Hello?” I called , trying to stop my voice from sounding tearful.
“Little pretty girl” he beamed and I just sniffed.
“What’s up? Did everything go as planned? Your family weren’t home when you arrived, right?”
“It was…a lucky escape. My aunt..I met her at home. I don’t know why, but she didn’t suspect me” I said weakly.
“Hey; what’s wrong? Are you crying?” He asked and I sniffed again.
“O…kay. By the way, you were great, little girl. Your performance is all over the news and guess what they’re calling you? Crazy Dancer” he said and laughed and a smile crept into my face.
Well, I had no idea cause I was yet to listen to the news or set my eyes on TV.
“Good job, little girl. I’m proud of you.” He said and I smiled again, making me feel like I was hearing that from my own father.
“By the way…um…I’ve got something great for you – goodnews! I want you to come to the bar first thing in the morning before you go to school so we can talk about it, okay?”
“Okay?” I nodded, curious of what it might be.
“Okay, little girl. I’ll leave you to whatever it is you’re doing. Goodnight”.
And he ended the call and without hesitation, I fixed it back into my dress.
I sat alone by the pool, drinking and watching my phone.
The dance video of the anonymous dancer was being displayed and I watched it repeatedly.
The veiled lady.
Damn! She was so hot. And her moves – they were killing and unbelievable. How could someone dance so perfectly??
I drank from my bottle without taking my eyes off my phone. Despite the fact she was putting on a veil, it was obvious she was pretty – telling from her blue sparkling eyes. The veil suddenly made me more curious to see her face.
I needed her.
And Noah – I couldn’t believe he actually ran after her. What was he even thinking??
He can keep dreaming. But, this lady – crazy dancer – she’s mine.
And I’ll do everything to make sure I find her.
The video was interrupted by a call coming into my phone and when I discovered the caller was John, I picked it up without reluctance.
☎Hey, wats up?”
I asked curiously.
☎I’m cool, man. Sorry,I couldn’t make it to the party. I got hooked up with…
☎Yeah, yeah; it’s fine. Any update?”
I cut him off, wanting him to go straight to the point.
☎Actually, yes. The job you assigned to me – about the lady that danced in the bar – I’ve gotten what you wanted”.
He replied and I smiled.
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