Chapter 3
The next day Jessica and Mimi were sitting outside and drinking iced mocha's as Mimi was telling her about the guy gave her a candle. "I mean," she said slowly, "it wasn't my candle, but oh well!" Jessica laughed, and set down her mocha. "And, well," Mimi said, with a sad look on her face, "I think I might break up with Benny." Jessica looked surprised.
"Why?" she asked her. Mimi shrugged. "Well, I mean, Benny and you have a good relationship. And, also, if you're dumping him for this candle guy, that, might I add, you don't even know, that's pretty stupid." Mimi took a sip of her mocha. "Why would you want to destroy a completely good relationship?" Mimi set her mocha down and brushed her hair out of her eyes and looked at Jessica.
"I just feel different now," said Mimi. "With Benny, I mean. I don't think I really love him as much as I say I do." Jessica stood up, threw her mocha away and told Mimi she had to leave. Plus, Mimi had to work today, anyway. She got up and walked down the road. She was actually smiling now. She was thinking of him so much. This worried her, though. She shouldn't get this hooked on someone she didn't know.
She stepped inside as Amy, another dancer, waved at her. "Hey what's been up?" Amy asked Mimi, as Mimi set her purse down. Mimi told her all about the candle guy, and about Benny. "Well, I don't think you should dump Benny, you have no reason to." Mimi set a lipstick tube down on the table and looked at Amy.
"I already told you why," she said quickly. "I don't love Benny anymore." Amy frowned, shrugged, patted Mimi on the shoulder, and walked away. Mimi got out and suddenly men started cheering. Just like every night rock music started and Mimi sat down on the railing and slid down. She started dancing, letting her body go with the music.
She felt as though she was in a trance. She closed her eyes, and moved her hands up and down on her body, opened her eyes, and smiled at one of the guys. Suddenly she stopped dancing. Over by the bar sat the candle guy. She looked around, almost forgetting there was a show to do. She started dancing, but was still distracted by him. When he looked over she looked down. She knew he was watching her.
Amy and another dancer came out, as part of the routine, and put hand cuffs on Mimi, and put them on top of a metal bar, as Mimi was being tied up. The girls were smiling, as well, but Mimi wasn't. Of course she was happy that the guy was here, but what would he think of her now? A slut? A whore? "Untie me!" she blurted toward Amy.
"But this is part of the show!" she said.
"Amy, just do it!" she yelled. Amy untied her feet as the other girl untied her hands. The cuffs were unlocked and Mimi ran backstage.
"What is she doing?" asked the dancer to Amy. Amy shrugged and walked backstage, too. The music stopped and the men were clueless. Mimi couldn't take that. Of course it was her job to dance, but that could mean he wouldn't wanna date her. Most of the girls, after the show would take guys home. Would he think the same of her? She hurriedly put on her coat and grabbed her purse and ran out the door.