A Faye's Step
Chapter 1
I moved my hips to the beat of the music. I watched myself with an intense look as I danced around the sleek wooden floor of the dance room. I slowed to a finish as the song ended. I then, went over to the large stereo and turned the music off.
My name is Faye Manders. I am an African American, well mixed really, New Yorker. I'm twenty-two, straight out of collage. My mom is from Harlem and my dad is from NYC. They are both very famous dancers in New York. They have even traveled the country and others countries promoting their dance club. KATFYR is the dance club they own. Funny enough, I was conceived on their tour in France. Well, I guess I know why it's called the City Of Romance now. Once they found out, they decided to come back to the states. When I was born, it did not stop them from perusing their dream of becoming world famous dancers. So, they left me with my grandmother so they could continue their tour. Of course, they didn't continue it until I was weaned and could comprehend what the hell was going on. They came back about four years later when I was twelve or thirteen. I told them I wanted to be just like them and that I had been practicing ever since they left. So, they trained me in everything they new and then some. I have been dancing ever since. Now, we live in a very large house just outside of New York, closer to the countryside. We have a large pool out back, a game room, and, of course, a large dance room.
I stepped out of the room, shut off the lights, and locked the door with the key that was around my neck. I went upstairs to my room and entered the bathroom to take a nice, cool, well-deserved shower. I turned on my small radio and turned up the volume full blast. A few minutes later, I heard a loud banging on the door.
"Faye Michelle Manders, turn that racket down!" my mothers voice boomed from the other side of the door. I quickly got out of the shower to turn the sound down.
"Sorry, mom!" I yelled over the shower.
"Uh huh." She said in her very sassy I-don't-play voice. I then heard her footsteps sound out of my room. My mom can be very scary at times. She always says she has to be like that because she came from a very strict "black family household" whatever that means.
I got out of the shower about twenty minutes later and shut off my radio. I grabbed my towel and headed into my large bedroom. I went to my walk-in closet and got dressed in an off the shoulder, loose short sleeve shirt and a pair of denim shorts with a chain on each side. I went over to my vanity and brushed my long, curly, dark brown hair. I put it up into a loose ponytail with my bangs out and headed downstairs to the living room.
My dad was sitting on the couch with his laptop on the coffee table. He was wearing dance clothes. Huh, he must have gone down to the studio today.
"Hey daddy," I leaned over the back of the couch and gave him a peak on the cheek. He smiled, still looking intently at his screen. "Whatcha doing?" He turned to me.
"Well sweetheart, I have a very special surprise for you." Oh god. He knows I hate surprises. I would throw tantrums when I was little just so I could know what my parents, or anyone else for that matter, would tell me.
"Oh come on dad! You know I HATE surprises. Come on tell me." I poked his cheek repeatedly. "Tell me, tell me, tell me, come on!" I whined. He playfully swatted my hand away and chuckled.
"Alright bun bun. Guess who I invited to come here and stay for two and a half months to dance at the KATFYR studio?" Oh my god. He didn't. Cue major freak out session!
"Daddy you didn't! Oh my god, you did!" My eyes got wide and my heart picked up pace.
"I did! I invited The Pirates!"
So there you go! First chapter! I hope you all like my OC, Faye. I will give you a little description on what she looks like and her persona.
Faye has long, dark brown hair that goes down to her lower back. It is very curly just like her parents. She is mixed. Her mom is black and her dad is white. She has teal colored eyes. She is pretty tall for an average woman. She is 5'9 and a half. She wears some very awesome hipster glasses that she wears even when dancing. She has a very big obsession with hats. Especially the ones that people wear in the Step Up movies. She loves dancing all kinds of dance, but her favorite is Street Dance. Her favorite place to dance would be outside or in her family's studio. When she was in high school, she would always get into fights. She would always win though, lol. So she is pretty feisty. Also her love interest in the story will eventually be Moose, but not without some fights, a little jealousy, and a whole lot of denial! So hope you enjoyed and see you all in the next chapter! Happy Reading my Sweet Angle Faces!