If Only It Could Be Easier
Chapter Nine After Showtime Party
Arista went into the lobby of the Auditorium they were at and dialed her Aunt and Uncle's phone number. "Hello. Aunt Margaret?"
"Ah yes Arista?"
"Yes."
"How's the recital?"
"Very good I did very well my instructor said."
"Terrific."
"I made a new friend and she invited me to the after Showtime party tonight."
"That's wonderful dear."
"So I'll be home later than usual."
"That's fine just be careful." In the background "Edward stop crying like a baby it's just a paper cut!"
Arista couldn't help but to giggle a little at the thought of her uncle crying.
"I have to go dear. Have fun darling."
"I will Aunt Margaret. Bye" She hung up the phone and couldn't help but to say, "YES" at her brilliancy in making up this excuse. She looked up at the clock in the lobby it like 5:45 she had a while before she'd head to this address. She went in to watch some more of the dancers. She sat down next to another dancer who greeted her in a friendly tone.
"Hello, my name is Josie."
"Hi, I'm Arista."
"I've seen you. You have a lot of talent." "Thank you, I think everyone here does."
"I don't know for being Madame Elise's son Charles isn't that great."
"I know. I thought it was just me I never said anything to anyone." They both giggled and Arista sighed thanking god she wasn't the only that noticed Charles not being that amazing. "Have you ever met Madame Elise?"
"Once, she is so thin, and kind of pretty. Looks just like her son."
The two talked till Arista looked up at the clock and saw that it was 6:30 and the early trolley was leaving for Manhattan. She decided just to get off at this stop. Arista said goodbye to her new friend and gave her, her number so they could get together sometime.
In the trolley were a few other dancers but not many. Arista just looked outside the window at the many residents of Manhattan. She then started to think of her sister again, and her mother. Arista didn't know when the next time she would see them would be. They'll probably want her to work this summer as well dancing.
Then her stop came and she got off in front of this huge Theatre that said 'Meadow' on the front so she knew this was the right place. She walked inside and saw that no one was in there so she called out "Ummm. Excuse me? Miss Meadow its Aristalyn."
On stage a spotlight came on and there sat Meadow "Good Evening Darling. What do you think?"
"It's very nice here."
"I'm glad you like it. The arrangement would be you would come dance here at night. I would do your hair, make up, and I have more than enough costumes for you."
"How many different dances do you want me to do?"
"How many do you know?"
"Twenty-three. Although they might be a little altered because of my memory."
"That's more than enough."
"There is one problem."
"What is that?"
"No one can recognize me. You see if my Aunt and Uncle get wind that I'm doing this they won't be very happy at all."
"Okay." Meadow said you could tell she was thinking she looked around. "I've got it!"
"Yes?" Arista said excitedly.
"We can put a wig on you and like one of those fancy masks on sticks like at a masquerade and you can use to it to disguise your face."
"Good idea."
"We can call you the faceless dancer."
"Great!! When do I start?"
"Can you show me a dance tonight?"
"Yes, of course."
Meadow and Arista picked out some Mozart music and put it on for Arista to dance. Just like she did at the Auditorium she moved Meadow with her gracefulness. Once she was done Meadow clapped and stood up "Wonderful absolutely Wonderful!" making Arista blush. "Let's pick a costume, shall we?"
"Sounds great."
They picked a gorgeous yellow costume with some green in it, and a green mask with lots of glitter and jewels on it. "Perfect! Now I will walk you home, it's getting very late."
"Okay."
The two walked the four blocks to Aristalyn's house and said their goodbyes and Arista would make her first performance tomorrow night. She opened the door to see her Aunt reading.
"How was the party?"
"Splendid."
Arista made up some story about how great the party was. She hated lying to her but she tried to avoid the subject of the party and talked mostly of Showtime. Then her Aunt put her to bed and Arista slept dreaming of dancing.
Chapter Nine After Showtime Party
Arista went into the lobby of the Auditorium they were at and dialed her Aunt and Uncle's phone number. "Hello. Aunt Margaret?"
"Ah yes Arista?"
"Yes."
"How's the recital?"
"Very good I did very well my instructor said."
"Terrific."
"I made a new friend and she invited me to the after Showtime party tonight."
"That's wonderful dear."
"So I'll be home later than usual."
"That's fine just be careful." In the background "Edward stop crying like a baby it's just a paper cut!"
Arista couldn't help but to giggle a little at the thought of her uncle crying.
"I have to go dear. Have fun darling."
"I will Aunt Margaret. Bye" She hung up the phone and couldn't help but to say, "YES" at her brilliancy in making up this excuse. She looked up at the clock in the lobby it like 5:45 she had a while before she'd head to this address. She went in to watch some more of the dancers. She sat down next to another dancer who greeted her in a friendly tone.
"Hello, my name is Josie."
"Hi, I'm Arista."
"I've seen you. You have a lot of talent." "Thank you, I think everyone here does."
"I don't know for being Madame Elise's son Charles isn't that great."
"I know. I thought it was just me I never said anything to anyone." They both giggled and Arista sighed thanking god she wasn't the only that noticed Charles not being that amazing. "Have you ever met Madame Elise?"
"Once, she is so thin, and kind of pretty. Looks just like her son."
The two talked till Arista looked up at the clock and saw that it was 6:30 and the early trolley was leaving for Manhattan. She decided just to get off at this stop. Arista said goodbye to her new friend and gave her, her number so they could get together sometime.
In the trolley were a few other dancers but not many. Arista just looked outside the window at the many residents of Manhattan. She then started to think of her sister again, and her mother. Arista didn't know when the next time she would see them would be. They'll probably want her to work this summer as well dancing.
Then her stop came and she got off in front of this huge Theatre that said 'Meadow' on the front so she knew this was the right place. She walked inside and saw that no one was in there so she called out "Ummm. Excuse me? Miss Meadow its Aristalyn."
On stage a spotlight came on and there sat Meadow "Good Evening Darling. What do you think?"
"It's very nice here."
"I'm glad you like it. The arrangement would be you would come dance here at night. I would do your hair, make up, and I have more than enough costumes for you."
"How many different dances do you want me to do?"
"How many do you know?"
"Twenty-three. Although they might be a little altered because of my memory."
"That's more than enough."
"There is one problem."
"What is that?"
"No one can recognize me. You see if my Aunt and Uncle get wind that I'm doing this they won't be very happy at all."
"Okay." Meadow said you could tell she was thinking she looked around. "I've got it!"
"Yes?" Arista said excitedly.
"We can put a wig on you and like one of those fancy masks on sticks like at a masquerade and you can use to it to disguise your face."
"Good idea."
"We can call you the faceless dancer."
"Great!! When do I start?"
"Can you show me a dance tonight?"
"Yes, of course."
Meadow and Arista picked out some Mozart music and put it on for Arista to dance. Just like she did at the Auditorium she moved Meadow with her gracefulness. Once she was done Meadow clapped and stood up "Wonderful absolutely Wonderful!" making Arista blush. "Let's pick a costume, shall we?"
"Sounds great."
They picked a gorgeous yellow costume with some green in it, and a green mask with lots of glitter and jewels on it. "Perfect! Now I will walk you home, it's getting very late."
"Okay."
The two walked the four blocks to Aristalyn's house and said their goodbyes and Arista would make her first performance tomorrow night. She opened the door to see her Aunt reading.
"How was the party?"
"Splendid."
Arista made up some story about how great the party was. She hated lying to her but she tried to avoid the subject of the party and talked mostly of Showtime. Then her Aunt put her to bed and Arista slept dreaming of dancing.