I don't own the story or the original characters in it, only Mae. Jamie McGuire rocked them first.
There's nothing extraordinary about me. Yes, I'm rather pretty because I'm tall, curvacious with pale skin and orange fiery hair, with tatts all over my body. My ultimate goal is to become a model/Suicide Girl, Dita-von-Teese-style showgirl, but I come from a little town in the depths of Texas, where my family was the typical all American family, with a perfect house, perfect jobs and all that... Let's say that I'm the black sheep and I never regret it.
I came all the way to another gray part of the States looking for my dream. Why, you may ask? Because I had to get a degree before finally being free to pursuit it. I chose Dramatic Arts, my mom wanted me to have a formal education and I couldn't say no, at least she was trying to help me, unlike the rest of my family.
When I arrived to campus and got settled, a little Tattoo Shop caught my eye. Perfect! I said to myself, I wanted to get a sugar skull with butterflies and roses on my thigh before I was due to start school. I was dressed like a hipster punk, you know, with baggy jeans and big glasses though I'm rather shy around strangers, even when stage is my real home.
I opened the door and I liked what I saw: a nice, clean place with a few chairs and a big display of previous works made by the artists that work there, but a special one caught my eye: a big monarch butterfly tattooed with delicacy, like it was hand-painted with a brush, and I found myself saying: -I want to be tattooed by the guy who made this!
-Here I am, doll- A tall figure on the back of the place said it, with a husky playful voice, was ten times the guy I'll make a private show for. Tall, well built, with his arms and torso inked and dark haired.
-Oh, hi- I said, nervously, opening my bag to show him my artwork-I'm here to get this on my left thigh
-Sure, doll, but aren't you too young to get a tatt? Should I call your parents?- he smirked mockingly
I was starting to get seriously irritated:-I'm old enough to know what I'm doing. Are you?
-The kitty's got claws!-he laughed- Well, doll, come here and have a sit. Feel free to cry or scream.-he said, leading me to his working booth, in which he had an Ipod dock, a black chaise and dozens of artistic posters on the walls- Want some music?
-Yes, please, that would be great. Have you got jazz?
-WTF doll, seriously?- he jerked, containing a laugh- No, but check it out and play whatever you like. I'm gonna prepare my stuff
I searched his Ipod, and found one of my favorite bands, Nine Inch Nails, and the sound of Piggy filled the space
-You've a good taste, doll. By the way, what's your name?
-Mae O'Hara. Yours?
-Trent.
-Like NIN's frontman?
-Yes. I like his band.
-He's the band
-Of course, but he can't play all the instruments by himself, don't you think?
I shrugged, he was right, but I never wanted to admit it.
-So, I need you to take off your jeans. I can't work properly if you still have 'em on- he said
-Yeah, right, sure- I said, struggling to remove them. Thank god I was wearing boyshorts underneath
-What do you do?- he asked, dipping his needle into the ink
-I'm going to major in Dramatic Arts
-For what? Trying to get in Hollywood and stuff?
-No. I want to have my own burlesque show.
-Are you a stripper?
-It's artistic, dumbass! I'm not trying to have a thong full of bills in order to pay my tuition
-I would try to have your thong, doll, even though I've to pay you for it
I shot him a deadly glance and he was just there, giggling, too concentrate to look at me. I shut my mouth for the next hours, just humming the songs I knew well, like Closer, which I was dying to dance in an act.
When everything ended, I had to admit that the guy was really good at his job: the skull was delicate, with roses as eyes and dozens of butterflies here and there.
-Thank you- I said, mesmerized by the beauty of the composition.
-'r Welcome, doll. By the way, here's my number, if you want to repay it properly.
-Yeah, right.- I crumbled the paper, tossed it and went to pay my new work of art. His face was priceless.
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BTW, this is Mae's outfit for the session (put polyvore_dot_com/) maes_tattoing_session/ set?id= 88429105