"Sorry mam the theater is closed until tonight's show." A man said catching Baby's attention.
"I am from the Boston Globe. I am here to interview some of the cast for an upcoming article." Baby said showing him her press badge.
"Oh right. They said someone would be coming by. Right this way." The guy said escorting Baby into the theater.
Rehearsal was in progress. "Rehearsal shouldn't last much longer. You can have a seat here until they finish."
Baby was sitting in about the middle of the theater for about fifteen minutes when a familiar voice caught her attention.
"Spaghetti arms! Come on people you know the drill. Locked frame!" Johnny emerged from the side of the stage. "Tighten the frame. Repeat."
The cast quickly performed the routine again as Baby's eyes were glued on Johnny. His back was to her as he watched the dancers closely and tapped his foot to the beat. You could tell his heart was still in dancing.
"Great, now let's get rested for tonight's show." Johnny said as he headed down the stage steps and stopped to talk to someone down front.
"Everyone be here at 6:30 p.m. and in costume by 7:00." The director said as everyone filtered off the stage.
Something in her wanted to get up and walk up to Johnny and throw her arms around him tightly. She watched him as he chatted quickly and headed up the aisle where she sat. It wouldn't be long and he would see her.
"Ah, mam right this way. We'll let you talk to the director." The man from earlier said as Baby looked up to see him standing before her. "He is waiting on you backstage."
Baby rose to her feet and looked toward Johnny but someone had stopped him and grasped his attention. He never saw her.
"Have you seen this play?" The man asked as Baby turned her attention away from Johnny.
"Yes, I saw it last night as a matter of fact. I really enjoyed it." Baby told him as he escorted her back stage.
"Yeah, everyone has worked pretty hard on it. By the way my name is Eric." He said as he motioned to shake her hand.
"I'm Baby." She replied.
"Baby, that is a weird name to have. I bet—"
"Hey Eric you got a minute?" A woman walked up and interrupted him.
"What is it?" He asked her.
"We need you in wardrobe ASAP." She told him.
"Ah, Baby will you excuse me? Just head right through that double door and the director, Mr. Shaw, is in the second room on your left." He said as he headed off with the woman.
Baby found herself alone backstage. She glanced around at all the props she had seen last night. For some reason she now wanted to kick herself for coming back here. Being just a few feet away from Johnny had done something to her mind. Why does she put herself in these situations? She had to get her interview and get out.
Baby headed in to talk to Mr. Shaw. As she entered the room she noticed that is was merely nothing more than a dressing room that appeared to be empty. She glanced around at the mirrors on the wall and the costumes hanging on the racks. Surely this was the right room; second door on the left. She could hear faint music coming from the room next door. It was familiar though she couldn't place it. She walked closer to the wall to get a better listen. Then it hit her what song was being played. The words of Cry to Me were running through her veins at a rapid speed.
It was in that moment her mind drifted back to 1963, where it had drifted so many times these past two days. She could feel Johnny's arms around her this very moment as if he was really with her. She couldn't shake the feeling. This feeling she had not felt in nine years. Tears were forming in her eyes. That was an old song now. But, she took it as fate leading the way. She knew what she had to do now.
She battled with her emotions and before she knew it she was walking back onto the stage. The auditorium was just about emptied and the cast and crew lingered about on the stage. She wanted to kick herself for walking back in once she reached the foot of the stage. But, it was too late to turn back now.
"Excuse me. Do you know where I can find Johnny Castle?" Baby asked one of the lighting people.
"Ah, I believe you just missed him, mam." The man returned.
"Thanks." Baby finally worked up the nerve and came up empty..
Her emotions were getting the best of her. She knew now she just needed to forget the interview and deal with Patrick being disappointed. She couldn't stay her any longer.
As she headed to back to the office she passed by the theater parking lot. A familiar voice shot through her.
"You guys did great. See you all tonight." She turned to see Johnny walk off from a crowd of people. "You guys are gonna do great."
He had changed in to a t shit and jeans. A baseball cap covered his gorgeous brown hair. If he just glanced to his left he would see Baby. But, he never looked her way and headed for what looked like a blue Chevy. He fumbled in his pockets as a young guy walked up to him.
"You won't get far without these." He held Johnny's keys up in the air.
"Got that right. Thanks man." Johnny said as the guy tossed his keys to him. "See ya."
Could she work up the nerve again to go talk to him? Only one way to find out.
