Chapter 6
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:: Once Upon Fiesta::
:: Do people change...? ::
It had been a week and a half since Bianca had threatened Mimi. Sora and Mimi still went to Fiesta and danced and hung out, both still talked to Matt and Tai, and both went on with their normal lives. It was as if the encounter had never happened, and as if Mimi had never even met Bianca, and Matt couldn't have been prouder for Mimi. Lately Matt had been so excited about his little brother TK coming over for some time and wanted him to meet Mimi. Iquoa wanted to meet him to, but Mimi knew better than to let Iquoa get anywhere near him. Also coming up was the fashion show and Sora and Mimi had their plans ready, but a problem that never occurred to them was that they needed another model, Iquoa alone couldn't do all twelve fashions, so both girls were frantic to find another model. Tai, Matt and Mallory had been dedicated to finding another model for them. After all, they were considered true friends now.
"Mimi, get on that dance floor, it's been an hour and you have a job to do."
"Aw, come on Roana, I'm still searching for a model, this is really important." Mimi begged from the bar. Matt was smirking and laughing at Mimi's fruitless attempts to talk all the wrong people into modeling.
"Yeah, and so is Fiesta's reputation now get out there."
"Miss Roana Jemestone, would you ever be interested in modeling? You look excellent and you'll love being on the runway."
"Ha," Roana laughed. "You want me to be blinded by the flashing lights and pessimistic judges? Haha, you really got your head in boiling water. Besides, I don't work for my workers." And with that Roana left to break up a fight.
"Aww, I'll never find another model."
"Honestly, Mimi what's wrong with the one you have now?" Matt glanced back at Iquoa who had also found her home in Fiesta. She was chugging down her nth shot and cracking on Tiny.
"Are you really that blind Matt?"
Matt sighed and continued cleaning glasses. "What about all the other women here at Fiesta?"
"They all just wanna dance. Half of them wanna model naked and others are just way too inexperienced."
"I know who!" shouted a squeaky voice from behind. "You should ask her!"
Mimi looked at Mallory for a little more clarification of 'her'.
"I'm not teelllliiinnnggg!! She has been quieter and nicer-er and been the bestest lately. I think she has changed. Or something's going on that she's not teelllinngg mee!!"
"Who?" Mimi asked. Honestly, who was she talking about?
"Bianca?" Matt guessed. She has been more of a 'good girl' lately. She's been playing a little bit fairer and seemed to be nicer to Mimi, but why, maybe she has changed. Maybe she found out being on top wasn't all that mattered. What hit Matt like a ton of bricks was when he saw Mimi dancing in the crowd, and Bianca was right beside her! Did either woman know the other was beside them?
"Uh huh!" Mallory clapped for Matt guessing right.
Mimi wasn't as enthusiastic about the thought, but she decided to keep it in her head. Bianca seemed to be nicer and maybe she did forget about the whole cut-you-from-head-to-toe idea. Mimi did, so maybe Bianca did too. Besides, Mallory did say something about her modeling for some magazine a while back. There shouldn't be a reason why not for her to...
"I dunno..." Mimi spoke. Matt thought the same but had more doubt.
Mallory was happy about it. And she was the most abused by Bianca, and if it was okay with her, than Mimi thought she should at least talk to Bianca. On safe terms, hopefully. "I'll see."
"Yay!" Mallory cheered and danced back into the crowd.
"Um, you sure Mimi?" Matt asked.
"Not entirely. But I should give her a chance.."
"I don't know Mimi, she's weird..."
"Hm, Matt, aren't you the one who told me to not be afraid of her for ever, and to just act like nothing happened? Besides, she does seem to have changed. I'll talk to her and if things get grim, Iquoa will just have to hustle behind the stage."
"okay..." Matt said in a warning voice. Mimi just patted his strong shoulder really hard and smiled.
"It'll be alright Mattie!"
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"Let's get it started, in here!"
AND THE BASE KEEPS
RUNNIN RUNNIN AND RUNNIN RUNNIN
AND RUNNIN RUNNIN AND RUNNIN RUNNIN
AND RUNNIN RUNNIN AND RUNNIN RUNNIN
AND RUNNIN RUNNIN AND RUNNIN RUNNIN AND-
Bianca sang from on stage and Tai was rocking on his bass guitar to Black Eyed Peas. The crowd was cheering and dancing. Mimi approached the front of the stage and dance and cheered with the crowd. When the song was over Bianca went to catch up with Bianca in the ladies room.
Bianca was applying lipstick over the sinks and looking into the wall-long mirror. Pink, green, and blue neon lights aluminated the dark club bathroom. Mimi felt just a tweak of awkwardness approaching Bianca.
"Hey, you sang great up there."
Bianca turned for one second to look at Mimi and went back to applying her lipstick. Like it took that long. "Thanks" she said. "So what's up with you." She asked. Mimi wasn't sure if it was a true question or a demand to pump out whatever it was Mimi wanted.
"Nothin much. I was just wondering if you were interested in modeling."
Bianca didn't answer right away. Instead she finished up her lipstick and smacked her lips so they were a full color of berry red. Mimi began to feel uncomfortable standing there, but she didn't want to leave just yet. She needed a model badly, and she wanted to know if Bianca had really changed.
Satisfied, Bianca put away her lipstick and took out her powder. "So I see Mallory has told you about my former modeling career."
"Yeah..."
"And she also told you how it went down hill and I became a striper instead."
A little shocked, Mimi answered "no..."
"Well, it did." She said. "But don't worry about it. Fiesta's not all that terrible." She put away all her make up and turned to Mimi. "I heard about your desperate search for an experienced model. So you finally came to the goddess, right?"
Mimi didn't exactly appreciate the adjectives she used for her search, or the way she called herself 'goddess', but, something's about Bianca wouldn't just change. It was who she was.
"Yes."
"What's in it for me?"
"Oh, lot's of stuff. Fame, fortune-"
"Hey," Bianca cut her off. "Not always. I was a model before and I know what you can get out of it.
'Then why did she ask?'
"How about we talk about this tomorrow or something." Bianca asked wanting to leave the bathroom.
"Sure. Where to?" Though the fashion show was only in four days, Mimi was getting desperate and by tomorrow she should have come up with a great persuasion. Bianca was her only hope now.
"California Mall. I have some shopping to do there. If we go together, than we can both cover some problems."
Wow. Mimi wasn't expecting that. "Okay. Food court at 9? If you don't mind, I have to get this done ASAP."
"Nooo, not at all, Tootsie. I'll be there."
"Thank you sooo much." They headed out the bathroom. Mimi had to get home and prepare for what she wasn't prepared for.
"Sure thing," Bianca said. Mimi smiled, but wait- did Bianca just-
-smile?
That was a genuine one. And it sent cringes down Mimi's spine. Something about that was just freaky and utterly wrong. But, people do change, and it made Mimi feel very, very happy.
Mimi made her way from one side of the club to the other, cheesing a big smile through the whole crowd. Matt watched her from the bar and shook his head. What was with people?
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