If Only It Could Be Easier

Chapter Eight Observer

A couple of weeks later Aristalyn hadn't seen Spot since their last encounter. Today was showtime at Madame Elise's so they took a trip up to a big auditorium in New York City. (They took trolleys) There each class would do their performance for the rest of the school. The dancers were given specialized costumes and Arista's was very beautiful. It was sky blue and flowing with a crown of flowers in her hair. Her hair was pulled up in a bun but her Aunt Margaret had curled her hair so she had some tendrils coming out of the bun.

Arista and Charles were doing a Romeo and Juliet waltz together. They had practiced for a long time. The two were very good together put in Arista's heart she pretended that it wasn't Charles she was dancing with but Spot. She had this so into her head that she danced beautifully and passionately.

Once Arista and Charles got up and started dancing there was a certain observer in the audience. Captured by the beauty of her dancing this person could not take their eyes away from her. After Arista's performance this person approached her.

"Hello there."

Arista turned around to see a lady with red hair, very pretty. "Hello"

"My name is Meadown Larkson."

"Aristalyn Frost, pleased to meet you."

"I own a theatre downtown Manhattan I was wondering if you'd be interested in joining. I would pay a lot and you could dance to whatever music you like."

"Ballet?"

"Of course,"

Arista looked at her unsurely, when she spoke again "How about you just come by sometime maybe dance once and if you like it then maybe you can come to work for me."

She handed her a card, and walked away. The card had her name and an address fairly close to Arista's house. Arista thought for a moment, she might consider this. But she knew she could never tell her Aunt and Uncle they would never let her even try to do this. She turned over the card and it said 'Tonight at 7' Arista needed an excuse to get out of the house.