AN: I am writing this from BOY perspective. I am doing that just so… well
you'll see. Hehe I'm testing my writing skills. I am also changing my name.
Tell me what you think and tell me if I should write more.
I walked into school as usual. I walked over and sat at my usual table across from Scotty. She started talking about politics or science or something else boring so I tuned her out, nodding occasionally.
I turned toward the entrance hall for our grade and smiled as the blonde came toward me. "Hey Nat! I was waiting for you. How could you leave me alone with Scotty?!"
Nat laughed evilly. "Just one of those things I do I guess." She flung her backpack onto the table and sat next to me.
"So, who are you askin to the dance?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. I'm not sure if I'm going to the dance."
I grinned. "Will you go if someone asks you?"
She shrugged again. "Depends on who it is. And DON'T set me up!"
I laughed. "I wouldn't do a thing like that!"
Scotty looked across the table at me. "Just ask her to the dance, Josh."
I got up and picked up my backpack as I noticed other students leaving. "I don't like her." I walked away from the two girls still sitting at the table and talking.
I got to my first class just before the bell. I went to my table in the art room and sat down next to Natalie.
She looked up as I sat down. "Hey Joshypoopoo."
I glared at her and bent down to put my books in the cabinet below my seat. We'd been best friends for three years and calling me Joshypoopoo was the only thing that got on my nerves thus far.
She just laughed and began to paint on the paper that was set up in front of her.
"Ok, ok. How can I get you to stop calling me that?"
The teacher came over to our table and looked at me. "Get to work Josh. NOW!"
I startled at the raised voice and opened the drawer to pull out my project. I was painting the Moulin Rouge windmill. As I pulled out the paper, the lights began to flicker. I set the paper on the table and looked around the room as I slowly closed the drawer. The lights went out. The room was almost completely dark. I could see faint shadows, but not enough to distinguish one person from another. I stood up and started to reach toward Natalie to see where she was.
"Nat?"
She was gone. So was everyone else.
I heard music, not normal music that I would listen to. It was bizarre, haunting, yet somehow extraordinarily alluring. I was somewhat curious as to where it was coming from, so I walked toward the sound. As I walked, the room around me got brighter. I could see a red light glowing in front of me. I also saw Natalie. I started to run to catch up with her when she disappeared inside of the building I was standing in front of. I looked up at the sign. Moulin Rouge. Red Mill? What was or is this place? I walked toward it again and stopped once I got to the door. I heard someone singing "Diamonds are a girls best friend." That is one of Nat's favorite songs to make fun of. I opened the door and walked in, figuring that Natalie was causing havoc. I was right. She was on a trapeze trying to push of the woman that was occupying it as it swung 30 feet above the floor in the center of the room.
"NATALIE!!!" She looked down at me and waved. "GET DOWN AND STOP TRYING TO PUSH HER OFF!!!"
Natalie pushed the red head off the swing and looked at me innocently. "She jumped!"
I glared at Nat and ran toward where the red head was falling. I ran forward and dived just in time to catch her in my arms.
I looked down at her and grinned sheepishly as a man with dark hair ran forward. "Satine! Are you all right?" He looked up at the trapeze. "And who is that?"
I helped Satine stand up.
She dusted off her dress and looked up at Natalie. "I'm not sure, but whoever it is, I don't like her."
I grimaced. "I'm sorry about her maim, that's my best friend, Natalie. She gets a little… out of control sometimes."
Just as I spoke, Natalie jumped off the trapeze and landed in the black haired man's arms. "Hello!"
I looked down and shook my head. Then something occurred to me. "Natalie, where's Scotty?"
Natalie shrugged still in the man's arms. "Haven't seen her." She kissed the man's cheek. "So what's you're name hottie?"
He looked at her like she was some kind of parasite. "My name is Christian. Now will you please get off of me?"
Natalie laughed. "No." She jumped off of Christian.
Christian looked confused for a second then looked at her furiously. "Why did you push Satine off the swing?"
Natalie shrugged. "Just felt like it I guess."
Satine looked at her. "Well I don't like what you feel like doing. You ruined my show!"
Natalie grinned. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were performing. Had I known I would have done something much worse."
I grabbed Natalie's hand. "Come on Nat let's leave these nice people alone."
I dragged her away from Satine and Christian.
She pulled her hand out of mine once we were about ten feet away and just followed behind me. "Why do you always ruin all my fun?"
I shook my head. "Because your fun is always at the expense of others." I paused. "Did I just say something smart?"
Natalie grinned. "Almost. Now let's find Scotty."
I nodded. "Good idea. What class was she in when the lights went out?"
Nat shrugged. "I'm not sure. I think it was World Studies."
I shook my head. "No we have that the same period. Was it Science?"
Natalie shook her head. "No that's sixth for us. I guess it was gym then."
I nodded. "Sounds about right. So where do you think she would be?"
"Somewhere athletic." Nat concluded.
I grinned sarcastically. "Thanks. That helps a lot."
She grinned. "No problem. Now where is she?"
Right on cue, Scotty fell from the ceiling and landed on top of Satine.
We ran toward her and Scotty stood up and said something, but I wasn't paying attention to her so I didn't catch it.
Satine nodded at whatever Scotty said so I shrugged guessing it was an apology.
Natalie laughed and I turned around to see what she was looking at.
A skinny little man with red hair and a red mustache was walking toward us. I smirked and tried not to laugh as he approached us.
He bowed slightly to Satine and kissed her hand. "Mademoiselle. It is a pleasure to be here."
Satine smiled, but didn't seem to be too interested. "Thank you sir. Now if you will excuse me, I need to go… prepare." When she spoke the last few words her gaze shifted to Christian.
She quickly walked away from us and through the crowd of men, to where, I could not see.
It was kinda annoying to wonder about what she meant by "prepare," but I would find out soon enough.
I looked toward Christian, who was blushing, and walked in the direction Satine went, followed by Natalie and Scotty.
We ended up following her to a big red room filled with the most exotic furnishings I'd ever seen.
When I opened the door, she was standing behind a screen so that all I could see was her shadow changing into something short black and lace that was hanging on the screen.
As I closed the door, Natalie behind me, I saw Satine's shadow moved toward the edge of the screen.
Apparently we had left Scotty outside.
"Monsieur Duke. Is that you?"
Without leaving me time for an answer she stepped out from behind the screen wearing the black lace cape I saw hanging on it before. Underneath the cape was a corset that was flattering to her… ahem figure to say the least. As my gaze slipped downwards I noticed her walking toward me in a manner that suggested something all too openly.
I let out a loud gulp and she brought her attention to who I was apparently because she stopped and looked at me.
"I thought you were the Duke."
I walked into school as usual. I walked over and sat at my usual table across from Scotty. She started talking about politics or science or something else boring so I tuned her out, nodding occasionally.
I turned toward the entrance hall for our grade and smiled as the blonde came toward me. "Hey Nat! I was waiting for you. How could you leave me alone with Scotty?!"
Nat laughed evilly. "Just one of those things I do I guess." She flung her backpack onto the table and sat next to me.
"So, who are you askin to the dance?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. I'm not sure if I'm going to the dance."
I grinned. "Will you go if someone asks you?"
She shrugged again. "Depends on who it is. And DON'T set me up!"
I laughed. "I wouldn't do a thing like that!"
Scotty looked across the table at me. "Just ask her to the dance, Josh."
I got up and picked up my backpack as I noticed other students leaving. "I don't like her." I walked away from the two girls still sitting at the table and talking.
I got to my first class just before the bell. I went to my table in the art room and sat down next to Natalie.
She looked up as I sat down. "Hey Joshypoopoo."
I glared at her and bent down to put my books in the cabinet below my seat. We'd been best friends for three years and calling me Joshypoopoo was the only thing that got on my nerves thus far.
She just laughed and began to paint on the paper that was set up in front of her.
"Ok, ok. How can I get you to stop calling me that?"
The teacher came over to our table and looked at me. "Get to work Josh. NOW!"
I startled at the raised voice and opened the drawer to pull out my project. I was painting the Moulin Rouge windmill. As I pulled out the paper, the lights began to flicker. I set the paper on the table and looked around the room as I slowly closed the drawer. The lights went out. The room was almost completely dark. I could see faint shadows, but not enough to distinguish one person from another. I stood up and started to reach toward Natalie to see where she was.
"Nat?"
She was gone. So was everyone else.
I heard music, not normal music that I would listen to. It was bizarre, haunting, yet somehow extraordinarily alluring. I was somewhat curious as to where it was coming from, so I walked toward the sound. As I walked, the room around me got brighter. I could see a red light glowing in front of me. I also saw Natalie. I started to run to catch up with her when she disappeared inside of the building I was standing in front of. I looked up at the sign. Moulin Rouge. Red Mill? What was or is this place? I walked toward it again and stopped once I got to the door. I heard someone singing "Diamonds are a girls best friend." That is one of Nat's favorite songs to make fun of. I opened the door and walked in, figuring that Natalie was causing havoc. I was right. She was on a trapeze trying to push of the woman that was occupying it as it swung 30 feet above the floor in the center of the room.
"NATALIE!!!" She looked down at me and waved. "GET DOWN AND STOP TRYING TO PUSH HER OFF!!!"
Natalie pushed the red head off the swing and looked at me innocently. "She jumped!"
I glared at Nat and ran toward where the red head was falling. I ran forward and dived just in time to catch her in my arms.
I looked down at her and grinned sheepishly as a man with dark hair ran forward. "Satine! Are you all right?" He looked up at the trapeze. "And who is that?"
I helped Satine stand up.
She dusted off her dress and looked up at Natalie. "I'm not sure, but whoever it is, I don't like her."
I grimaced. "I'm sorry about her maim, that's my best friend, Natalie. She gets a little… out of control sometimes."
Just as I spoke, Natalie jumped off the trapeze and landed in the black haired man's arms. "Hello!"
I looked down and shook my head. Then something occurred to me. "Natalie, where's Scotty?"
Natalie shrugged still in the man's arms. "Haven't seen her." She kissed the man's cheek. "So what's you're name hottie?"
He looked at her like she was some kind of parasite. "My name is Christian. Now will you please get off of me?"
Natalie laughed. "No." She jumped off of Christian.
Christian looked confused for a second then looked at her furiously. "Why did you push Satine off the swing?"
Natalie shrugged. "Just felt like it I guess."
Satine looked at her. "Well I don't like what you feel like doing. You ruined my show!"
Natalie grinned. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were performing. Had I known I would have done something much worse."
I grabbed Natalie's hand. "Come on Nat let's leave these nice people alone."
I dragged her away from Satine and Christian.
She pulled her hand out of mine once we were about ten feet away and just followed behind me. "Why do you always ruin all my fun?"
I shook my head. "Because your fun is always at the expense of others." I paused. "Did I just say something smart?"
Natalie grinned. "Almost. Now let's find Scotty."
I nodded. "Good idea. What class was she in when the lights went out?"
Nat shrugged. "I'm not sure. I think it was World Studies."
I shook my head. "No we have that the same period. Was it Science?"
Natalie shook her head. "No that's sixth for us. I guess it was gym then."
I nodded. "Sounds about right. So where do you think she would be?"
"Somewhere athletic." Nat concluded.
I grinned sarcastically. "Thanks. That helps a lot."
She grinned. "No problem. Now where is she?"
Right on cue, Scotty fell from the ceiling and landed on top of Satine.
We ran toward her and Scotty stood up and said something, but I wasn't paying attention to her so I didn't catch it.
Satine nodded at whatever Scotty said so I shrugged guessing it was an apology.
Natalie laughed and I turned around to see what she was looking at.
A skinny little man with red hair and a red mustache was walking toward us. I smirked and tried not to laugh as he approached us.
He bowed slightly to Satine and kissed her hand. "Mademoiselle. It is a pleasure to be here."
Satine smiled, but didn't seem to be too interested. "Thank you sir. Now if you will excuse me, I need to go… prepare." When she spoke the last few words her gaze shifted to Christian.
She quickly walked away from us and through the crowd of men, to where, I could not see.
It was kinda annoying to wonder about what she meant by "prepare," but I would find out soon enough.
I looked toward Christian, who was blushing, and walked in the direction Satine went, followed by Natalie and Scotty.
We ended up following her to a big red room filled with the most exotic furnishings I'd ever seen.
When I opened the door, she was standing behind a screen so that all I could see was her shadow changing into something short black and lace that was hanging on the screen.
As I closed the door, Natalie behind me, I saw Satine's shadow moved toward the edge of the screen.
Apparently we had left Scotty outside.
"Monsieur Duke. Is that you?"
Without leaving me time for an answer she stepped out from behind the screen wearing the black lace cape I saw hanging on it before. Underneath the cape was a corset that was flattering to her… ahem figure to say the least. As my gaze slipped downwards I noticed her walking toward me in a manner that suggested something all too openly.
I let out a loud gulp and she brought her attention to who I was apparently because she stopped and looked at me.
"I thought you were the Duke."
