There was a building, across the street from an art gallery, it look like just an everyday building, but that night it wasn't--nor any other night in fact. Once the lights went off people flocked to said building, it wasn't quite a club, but bands frequently played and people danced the night away, cozying up to some honey. Tonight, a young woman was on stage, her red and blonde hair and sapphire eyes captivated the crowd. Her soft, but strong, voice rang out through the speakers and the crowd swayed to the seductive beat.
I
lived my life in shadow
Never the sun on my face
It didn't
seem so sad, though
I figured that was my place
Now I'm
bathed in light
Something just isn't right
The crowd's attention grew rapt as she began to dance on stage in between each verse, the moves were slow, provocative, just enough to keep the crowd interested and wanting more.
I'm
under your spell
How else could it be
Anyone would notice me?
It's magic, I can tell
How you set me free
Brought me out
so easily
She smiled at the crowd gently, giving a good look over to all the guys in the audience, until one caught her eye, or rather his eyes did--pure liquid honey. She flashed a radiant smile at him as the bass hit in followed by her next verse:
I
saw a world enchanted
Spirits and Charms in the air
I always
took for granted
I was the only one there
But your power
shown
Brighter than any I've known
Once again, sapphire and honey locked, this time he was the one inspecting her, her laugh went through the microphone as she caught him looking her up and down, which she covered with turning it into of series of:
Ha-ha
Ha-ha
Ha-ha
Ha-ha
ha-ha-ha-haaaa
I'm
under your spell
Nothing I can do
You just took my soul with
you
You worked your charm so well
Finally I knew
Everything
I dreamed was true.
She leaned heavily into the mike-stand for the last portion of the song, bringing it as close to her mouth as she could, her look turned hungry, predatory, as she began to sing the ending lyrics.
You made me belieeeeeeve
She sang, spouting off an A natural; the clear, crisp, high sound echoing throughout the walls of the building.
The
moon to the tide,
I can feel you inside
She winked at him at the last line of that verse, although every guy in the club believed that the wink was directed at him, and all the women were awed at the way she worked the crowd.
I'm
under your spell
Surging like the sea
Pulled to you so
helplessly
I break with every swell
Lost in ecstasy
Spread
beneath my willow tree
You
make me com-plete
You make me com-plete
You make me com-plete
You make me—
"Complete."
She said, her voice echoing deeply around the room as she threw the
mike-stand down and walked off of the stage, to the crowd going
absolutely wild. She walked through the crowd and up the stairs to
the roof of the building. When she got out of the hazardously small
hallway and was able to exhale the stale air from her lungs, bringing
in new, she felt all kinds of better, she was always like this before
and after a gig, the only time she was truly honest was when she was
up on that stage. She sat up on roof of the small enclosed house on
top floor. It had been long abandoned, was suppose to be for the one
who kept the building running, but now that it had been wired with
computer circuitry, the computer took care of it all. She exhaled
once again, her breath making a cloud of smoke, she shivered slightly
in the chilly evening
air.
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Hey all, this was my first story on this site so be gentle. I know this is short and so will the next chapter be, I'm still in the initial stages of meeting and to all of those who noticed, yes I am aware I've not said her name as of yet. So leave reviews to what you think and anything I can do to improve, just no flames please. Oh and yeah I don't own the song featured in this. It's from Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Once more with feeling. So now that's done.
§Celeste§
