The bar was hopping! People were everywhere, drinking and dancing and having a wonderful time. Jane loved these kinds of nights. The nights that made her sweat because she was working so hard. She ran the bar like a professional; she was able to get everyone what they needed quickly and with some style. Patrons enjoyed coming to this bar just to interact with her.
The music was blaring through the speakers as people were grinding it out on the dance floor. They were a few hours into their shift, but time was flying by. 'That's what happens when you're this busy,' Jane thought to herself.
Jane was so lost in what she was doing that she almost didn't hear the announcement from the owner about the new live music they were going to start having. Everyone turned to look at the stage as the owner introduced his new help.
"And here is your music for the evening, folks! She is beautiful and talented. Give it up for… Maura!"
The crowd cheered for her as she walked out on the stage; Jane just stared in disbelief not expecting this to be this mysterious woman's job at the bar. She froze completely forgetting she was in the middle of making a mojito and almost forgetting she was working at all. The guitar started and snapped her out of her thoughts. Jane immediately recognized the song and allowed herself to enjoy the music while she worked, occasionally stealing glances at this woman on the stage.
Maura belted out the lyrics to Smooth by Santana and Rob Thomas, and it was amazing. People loved her. They were dancing and singing along; the rhythm of the music made people move quite seductively on the floor. The woman singing enjoyed dancing along to her own words as well. Jane looked up to catch a piece of the chorus and Maura's moves.
Maura was swaying her hips back and forth as one hand held the mic and the other was trailing down the side of her face, neck, and torso.
And it's just like the ocean under the moon
It's the same as the emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of loving that could be so smooth, ya
Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it.
She continued her way around the stage thoroughly enjoying herself. It looked like she was really into what she was singing and like she had done this a thousand times before.
"She doesn't look nervous at all," Jane said under her breath. "That must be some good tequila." She grabbed the bottle and poured herself a shot downing it in one gulp.
Maura ended her song to a crazy amount of cheers, and people begging her to do more. The owner came out and explained that she would be performing there all the time, and that tonight was just a taste of what they can expect. Everyone was thrilled to hear the news including the bartender.
Maura ran off the side of the stage after hearing all the cheers and let out a big sigh of relief. "I did it!" she screamed to no one in particular. She was just excited to have done something that scary and have such an adrenaline rush. She was typically not very good at being sociable or doing something out of her comfort zone, but this made her feel alive. Maura decided to stick around for a bit as the bar neared closing time; she wanted to sing some more once everyone was gone.
Singing was how she escaped this world. Singing was her way of coping. Singing was her way of expressing herself in ways she was never able to with words. She was hoping to get a chance to sing some more once the bar was cleared out of people. Standing behind the curtain at the side of the stage, she had a great view of the woman she met earlier. 'I don't even know her name…' she thought to herself. She continued to watch her interact with others and how effortlessly it came to her. She admired her beauty from afar and was thinking about how much fun it was going to be to work with someone that beautiful.
