Represent Cuba

In 1965, seven years Katey has graduated from High school and is in her senior year at University of Miami. Javier and his family escape to Florida seven years as Katey is in her senior year. Katey has majored in International Relations, Dance and business. Dirty dancing to be exact. Katey owns a club called "Hermosa Habana" which means Beautiful Havana in Spanish. Her family made the business and its great until Katey sees Javier. Life takes a whole new journey once Javier is back in her life.

"Susie, what should I wear tonight?" Katey held up an emerald green dress, a short and modest dress. Then she picked up the red dress that was very short and flattering.

"Red. Definitely red." Susie breathed.

"You know, I never gave this red dress back to the lady in Cuba. This is the dress I danced with Javier the first time in." Katey sighed.

"You need to move on Katey. I bet Javier has already found somebody already. Katey, you know he would want you to be happy." Susie prospered herself back on her elbows on her bed.

"You're the host and co-business owner with me for Hermosa Habana and you have a nice house and everything you could ever want."

"Susie, you're so young and naive.—"

"Also you graduated from UM in motions. You know, for dancing. You're beautiful and don't take any crap from anyone." Katey looked at Susie like she was crazy.

"What, Katey?"

"I love Javier. If I ever saw him again I bet we could pick up where we left off." Katey spat. Katey felt her attitude change everyday ever since two years ago, when the five year mark hit. Her happiness was down the drain and her actions were going to spiral out of control soon.

"LOVED him Katey. Now you have to accept he's not coming back. He's either dead or found somebody new." Susie said. Susie was smiling in her mind because she was actually jealous of Katey. She kind of enjoyed Katey's company especially when it was in Susie's favor. Katey was determined to ignore her because she knew she currently loved him.

"I love him." Katey whispered to herself.

"Ugh, your soooo selfish. Bitch…" Susie ran out of the room pretending to cry.

"Oh, Javier, how I miss you." Katey cried into her pillow.

Eight o' clock that same night.

"Hello! Welcome to Beautiful Havana, would you like to sit and enjoy one of our delicious Cuban dinners? Hola! Bienvenidos a la Hermosa Habana, le gusta sentarse y disfrutar de una de nuestras cenas deliciosas cubana?" Katey repeated.

"Si, mi hija y me gustaria que se Sentara cerca de la pista de baile por favor?" Yes, my daughter and I would like to be seated near the dance floor please? The gentlemen said.

"Si, senor y senorita. Sigueme por favor."

Katey brought the father and daughter to a table for two about five steps from the dance floor. The girl had olive colored skin and pale blue eyes. Her dark brown was long and tousled looking. She looked about fifteen/fourteen years old. She was socially awkward, as far as Katey could tell. The father was quite the opposite. Light brown hair with brown eyes and pale.

"Te gustaria empezar con un aperitivo y una bebida?" Would you like to start off with a appetizer and a drink? Katey asked.

"Yes. I would like a mojito with two leaves of mint. Catalina, what do you want?"

"I would like water please."

"Okay, is there anything else?" Katey asked.

"Your dress is very lovely." Catalina commented.

"Thank you. I lived in Cuba for a short period of time and well, that's how the dress got to America. Okay, I'll be out within a couple of minutes to give you your drinks." Katey smiled and walked off.

"Dad, after a few sips of drink, want to dance?" Catalina asked.

"I'm bringing you here so I don't have to get a baby-sitter for you while I'm dancing. Now shut up and when our food comes, eat it." Catalina slouched into her chair and refused to cry. She was used to this treatment but it still hurt.

"Excuse me."

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Restroom to wash up." Catalina rushed to the bathroom, bumping into a waiter on the way to there. She knocked over the drinks and her outfit also got wet.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. Oh, Lord." She kneeled down and started picking up the glass with the waiter.

"Don't worry about it Miss. It's okay. Please go back to your seat or wherever you were headed to in such a hurry."

"Ouch. Dang it." Catalina had nicked herself with some of the glass. She looked up to the waiter and was stunned. The boy had medium dark brown hair and the prettiest brown eyes you ever seen. He also had olive colored skin but was a lot more tan then she.

"Ooh ma'am, please before you cut yourself some more." Catalina gathered a few more bits before stopping.

"I'm so sorry. Here allow me to pay for the damage." Catalina drug out her pocketbook and almost opened it until Katey came over there.

"Enrique, que paso aqui? Esta todo bien?" Enrique, what happened here? Is everything OK? Katey asked.

"Si senora. Yo era muy torpe y me golpeo en Enrique. Pido disculpas por los danos y la voy a pagar yo mismo. Aqui vamos a obtener mi billetera."

"Don't worry I speak English. Miss, the way you can pay us off is to hit the dance floor with a partner." Katey smiled.

"Ma'am excuse me? I don't know how to dance." Catalina hung her head low and moved nervously in the same spot.

"That's okay…?"

"Cat Daniels."

"I'm Katey Miller and I own Hermosa Habana. Miss Daniels, this is how you can pay us back. Since the mess is cleaned up, were going to clean your cut up and your hitting the dance floor with a partner. Enrique will be your partner." Katey put a hand over Enrique's shoulder and smiled warmly.

"Yes ma'am. I'll be out in a moment." Catalina before Catalina could take another step a hand wrapped around her arm. It was her father and he was hurting her he was grabbing so hard.

"What the hell do you think you were doing? Huh " I'm going to beat the living hell out of you! How dare you! Catalina's father said.

"Sir, please calm down and let go of her arm." Katey said in a low mean voice.

"Fine. Let's go Catalina Maria Valencia! You are in deep trouble now!" Her father demanded.

"Dad, I have to pay for these drinks and glasses. I'm sorry."

"You're not sorry. Go to the car. NOW."

"Sir, please. It was accident. She did nothing wrong. The restaurant will pay for the damage sir. Please let us show you some of our decorates."

"No. My daughter and I are leaving. Forget our drinks." The man left. The daughter followed but Katey caught up to her.

"Hey, Cat. Please take my card. Here's my number both personal and work."

"Dammit, Lady we're leaving. Leave my daughter alone."

"Thank you Ma'am." Cat whispered.

Not even five minutes the club gets back to normal.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Until they heard three gun shots.