Listen to Daddy
The music thumped through the club, making the ground vibrate ever so slightly. Mia was dancing in the centre of the room with one of her friends. The two girls were as different as could be.
Mia was a blond haired, blue eyed, fair skinned vixen. She was always the one to stand up for herself. There hasn't been a time when Mia was forced into something she didn't want to do…well, at least in her evening life. During the day while she was at work, she would be a fool to complain or refuse, knowing her boss would never be lenient with her. No matter whom her family was.
The other girl, Jessica, was a black haired, black eyed angel. She always did as she was told and would bend to the will of others. That personality was precisely what had her standing in a club, in clothes she couldn't stand and dancing to music that made her head pound painfully.
Jessica winced and drew back as yet another man tried to dance with her. The smell of sweat vomit and cologne filled her nose and made her sneeze in disgust. Glancing around the room she sighed and leaned forwards towards Mia in front of her.
"Please Mia! I came like you asked me too! I don't want to be here anymore. Let's leave, please!" she all but begged and pleaded. Mia raised an eyebrow and scoffed at her friend.
"You're the one who wanted to get away from your father! And know you are and you want to leave? What a pushover you are." Jessica's face flushed even more, if that was possible.
"I didn't mean to head out to the first club we saw! I meant get away, leave town for a week. I did NOT mean this!" Mia only shrugged and leaned farther back in to the strange man grinding against her. "Whatever Mia, I'm leaving. Goodbye." And with that she turned on her heel and struggled to get out of the crowded floor. She could hear Mia calling after her but she didn't stop or turn back. For once she was going to do what she wanted to do. And that did not mean staying on that damned dance floor with Mia. Of course, she wasn't going to leave, only move to the safety of a table or bar stool. Somewhere where Mia could still see her and know that she hadn't abandoned her there alone.
Once she had extracted herself from the throng of people pushing against each other she breathed in deeply. So much cleaner and safer here. Standing at the edge of the floor she glanced around her, finger tapping lightly on her chin trying to find somewhere for her to sit and rest. Finally she saw a high table and booths being cleaned up by a waitress. Jessica scurried over to her and tentatively tapped the girl on the shoulder. She had short dark red hair, pale skin and heavily done make up. The outfit she had to wear was ridiculous, very VERY short blue shorts and white see through tank top. The waitress smiled at her and leaned her head in closer so she could hear her better.
"Is anyone using this table?" Jessica asked raising her voice slightly to be heard. The waitress shook her head then asked if she wanted her to grab her something to drink. Jessica asked for a double shot spiced rum and coke and slid in to the booth, making sure she was facing the dance floor. Mia was still out there dancing, but there was a good group of guys around her, each trying they're hardest to get her attention. She wasn't noticing them though, she was just having fun on her own, spinning and grinding and smiling the whole time. Her eyes quickly glanced around the club and landed on Jessica and grinned even wider, giving her thumbs up then went back to her provocative solo dance.
Jessica sighed and rested her head on her arms. Jessica and Mia had known each other since they'd been in diapers, both of their parents working at the same large corporation. When they had first met no one thought they would last being friends. Mia would steal Jessica's toys or snacks and Jessica would just let her do it. The perfect sidekick, seen but not heard. As the years progressed the girls began to become very mischievous, and it wasn't always Mia making all the ideas and schemes either. Jessica had come up with her own fair share of them, but she executed them in such a way that no one would ever known it had been them that had done it.
Like when she went into her fathers office and stolen all of his books from his shelves, replacing them with children's stories instead. She had only used the books from the nursery, and since so many kids were in there, and her fathers office was in the same hallway as said nursery, and the fact he never locked it either, it could have easily been any of the children. It wasn't a big trick but Jessica had been as pleased as any six-year-old could be. She stood behind a fake plant outside his office giggling as she watched her father barreling out of the office cursing slightly about over active children.
Since then she had had helped Mia with a few other tricks, like putting fake cockroaches in the macaroni salad at school, and hiding mounds of dirt in the boys football lockers in their senior year. Jessica chuckled as she remembered the dirt in the locker. When she and Mia had walked out of the showers double over in laughter the boys weren't even angry. They were so hypnotized by they're night and day appearance that they couldn't even be angry, they just burst out laughing with them and chucked small pieces of the dirt their way.
That had all changed the minute they graduated from high school however. They're fathers had cracked down on their jokester attitude, thrown them in a community college and demand they learn the trades of business. See, they're fathers were in a very interesting business, they were managers in the same department of Cortez Corporations. A wizarding cabal, which in other words means a mafia on a slightly nicer scale. They was still killings and blackmailing and other horrific things, but they're employees were treated fairly decently. As long as they never wanted to leave and work somewhere else. Which is why Jessica and Mia had been forced into business school, they're fathers had volunteered them after Benecio Cortez, the CEO of the entire company, showed an interest in the girls when they first started showing up at the company. Benecio was intrigued by their playful demeanor and personalities. The job he had set up for them was a customer service job so to speak. They were to keep an eye on all of the customers and beneficiaries of the company, and anything funny that turned up they were to present the report to Benecio, who would make the next move, either involving the girls or not.
Which in doubtly left the girls in their current predicaments. Mia had wanted to go to New York to act and dance. She loved Broadway, despite her scary demeanor and Jessica craved to travel the world. She was going to become a Hotel entourage and visit places all over the world, testing out new hotels and old ones, publishing the best of the best places to go and stay at. And now both the girls were told their dreams weren't going to happen. To say they were devastated was a complete understatement. They had fought, cried, screamed and debated for five long months. It got them no where, so, now they were in this hot sweaty club trying to rebel against their fathers as best as they could.