Dizzy
OK I'm going to try and tell you this with the least amount of screaming possible. I go to a college where we live in dorms. And I hope you al know that there are people who are in charge of a group of incoming students that live on a floor of the residence hall. Well, I applied to be one of those people, we call them Resident Assistants, and I didn't get a position. That was before school ended. So I get home today and there is a message on my phone. No one ever calls me, so I was curious and listened to the message. OMG! I GOT A POSITION! I am so happy! I've been jumping up and down for almost two hours now! But anyways, tomorrow, (Thursday) I'm going to post the rest of this story because I'll be training for a whole week before the students actually move in. So I think there are five more chapters of this story left, so be expecting them tomorrow after about 3:00. Until I get back online, I love you all for reading my stories and I'll talk to you when I get my computer set up at college! w00t! jumps up and down a million times screaming 'I did it!'
"Thanks Hayate; you look good too." She smiled at her puppy and ushered him inside. The three women went out and Riza locked the door; they climbed into Alicia's car and drove off in the direction of main street Central.
The music was deafening as they paid and entered the bar. It was different from what it was seven years ago, but the dance floor was the same and to their great surprise, the same man who worked the counter back then was now the bartender.
"Well I'll be! I haven't seen you ladies in years; how are you?" He asked as they walked up to say hello and get drinks.
"Just fine thank you; how have you been all these years?" Patricia asked, getting a beer for herself and Alicia. She knew better than to get one for Riza; she had tasted alcohol before, but she avoided it at all costs.
"I've been here, watching young people grow into adults; it's quite entertaining." He said as they waved and went to sit at a table. The music that played was from their teen years, bringing back memories of secondary school and the year or two afterwards before they went their separate ways. Riza had initially intended to go on to higher education, but the untimely death of her grandfather and the threatening Ishbal war had her feeling that she could do more for her country than getting smarter. She enlisted the same day Patricia and Alicia signed up for higher classes; she was at basic recruit training a week later as they sat in comfortable desks.
They sat for close to thirty minutes, allowing themselves to be soaked up in the energy and lights of the dance floor. A few minutes later, the bartender brought her a beer.
"This is from the gentleman a few tables over." He said, not even setting it down. He knew she wouldn't accept it. She shook her head and he smiled, retreating back to the bar.
"I wonder when those men are going to be here…" Alicia muttered, catching Riza's attention. She was mentally praying it wasn't Mustang and some of his friends; she knew that would cause trouble. A few minutes later, the bartender came back with a glass of wine.
"Again, from the man a few tables over… he just won't seem to give up." He said to Riza as she shook her head; he nodded his head and went back to the bar.
"What in the world is going on? No one has ever bought me drinks before, and now I've gotten two in the same night…" Riza said to no one in particular. Someone got up and did a karaoke song, the entire club resounding with a pretty voice as the woman sang. She was obviously drunk, but that didn't matter; after she finished singing she got caught up in a large group of guys, asking her to sing again.
"Hey! That looks like fun! We should do; how about it Riza?" Patricia asked, standing up.
"You guys can, I'll just sit and watch." Riza responded, knowing they would end up dragging her to the stage anyways.
"Yeah… right. Come on." Alicia said. They did drag her up to the stage and the three of them chose a song that was new when they were younger.
On a Monday, I am waiting, Tuesday, I am fading, And by Wednesday, I can't sleep. Then the phone rings, I hear you, in the darkness comes a clear view, cuz you've come to rescue me.
Riza's thoughts drifted to Roy as Alicia sang the first lyric. She really didn't want to be thinking of her colonel in a romantic way, but sometimes it was just so hard to keep her mind away from it.
Fall... With you, I fall so fast. I can hardly catch my breath, I hope it lasts…
She sang the chorus along with Patricia, accenting her high voice with her own deeper one. 'I really do have feelings for him… but I can't act on them… we're military officers, bound by the rules of our jobs.' She thought.
Ohhhhh, It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real, I like the way that feels. Ohhhhh, It's as if you've know me better than I ever knew myself, I love how you can tell. All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me, All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me…
She longed to tell him she wanted to be with him, but her mind chided her heart. 'He would never have feelings for me. I'm not his type of woman; plus, we can't get involved because it would ruin his chance to get to the top.' She thought as they belted out the chorus, Riza's voice rising above theirs for just a moment.
I am moody,
messy, I get restless, and it's senseless. But you never seem to
care… Fall... With you, I fall so fast. Well, I hit that bottom
crash, you're all I have…
Patricia's sweet voice sang out the next line and the one after that, bringing the around to another chorus. The three sang as if there wasn't a care in the world that applied to them. Riza knew the next section after the chorus was left for her to do, and she thought ahead to remember the words.
Ohhhhh, It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real, I like the way that feels. Ohhhhh, It's as if you've know me better than I ever knew myself, I love how you can tell. All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me, All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me…
She longed to touch his hand, or caress his face, but she had to be satisfied with looking at him over the barrel of a handgun. As long as there was someone after Colonel Mustang, she would always be needed to watch his back.
How do you know
everything I'm about to say? Am I that obvious? And if it's written
on my face... I hope it never goes away... yeah. On a Monday, I am
waiting, and by Tuesday, I am fading into your arms...So I can
breathe…
Riza sang her lyrics without trouble; she remembered the words and the notes perfectly. As they launched into the ending chorus, the entire club was dancing or looking up at them. Her eyes wandered over to the door and she wished with all her heart that Colonel Mustang would come in and hear her singing, singing her heart to him. But she knew he wouldn't be in a place like this… he was already thirty years old.
Ohhhhh, It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real, I like the way that feels. Ohhhhh, It's as if you've know me better than I ever knew myself, I love how you can tell. Ohhhhh, I love how you can tell. Ohhhhh, I love how you can tell. All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me, All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me...
At the end of the song the entire audience clapped and hollered as they retreated back to their table, flushed and full of energy.