"What the hell were you thinking?" Trip yelled, his calm mask (or whatever was left of it anyway) was now completely gone.
"I was bored, he asked me to dance, I danced, problem?" I hinted, a smirk playing at the corners of my mouth.
"No…no problem, he's just weird." I snorted.
"Oh yeah, and working at a night club that serves vampires after being taken from you home because your parents sold you for drug money when they were half coherent isn't weird?"
"But he's weirder." He was now starting to whine.
"Okay yeah whatever, when am I up?" I asked, now getting irritated.
"Next after Alexander." I heard a dinging noise, was that an idea just popping into my head?
"Hey, I've got an idea for the tango."
"What?" He asked irritated, already using the whatever you're going to ask it's no tone.
"Well, what if we can have the audience do the tango with me? We don't have to do it tonight, but later."
"Why would they want to? What would they get out of the bargain?" He asked skepticism apparent in every word.
"Well, if they can out me, or something along that nature, they…hm…get a kiss." I was fairly sure that no one could out do me in the tango, so I had nothing to lose.
Tripp's brow furrowed and his eyes showed conflict.
"Well…" He started reluctantly, shoving his hands into his pockets and avoiding all eye contact. "I guess it would be god for business." A smile showed on my face as he glanced at me. "But you're not starting for a while; we have a lot of crap to set up first." I rolled my eyes and walked away, excuses, excuses.
I decided to read while I waited for my turn after Alex, since everyone else was running around like headless chickens, keeping out of their way would probably be in everyone's best interest. I opened the door and a girl I had never seen before was sitting on my bed, reading my old copy of 'Dracula' with a look of slight anger.
"Hi…" I greeted her, uncertain. She looked up quickly from the book and scowled at me.
"Sorry." She mumbled. Her hair was died black and it was around chin length in the front and spiked in the back. She wore a heavy blue sweatshirt with the Golden Gate Bridge on the front. Her eyes were a hard emerald green that seemed too angry for a normal person. She started to put the book back on the shelf.
"No, it's fine." I smiled again. "I'm Sarah."
"Tara." She mumbled again, hair hanging into her eyes. She studied me for a quick second then her expression became hostile. "Are you one of them?" She spat with the same venom I had used when I had first met Tripp two days ago.
"No, I'm not." I laughed nervously, thanking the stars that I wasn't. I now noticed that her sweatshirt was soaking wet, and her jeans had mud rubbed into the knees. "You need to change." I rummaged through my drawers to try and find something for her. She was taller then me and a little bigger then me but she should be able to fit. I finally pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a large shirt and threw it at her.
"You should be warmer in that." She looked at it a minute then she peeled off the sweatshirt to reveal a bite mark on the back of her neck. It was still bleeding a little and was a throbbing red color.
"God, he really got you didn't he?" I stated. She tugged the shirt over her head and turned around.
"Evil bloodsuckers." She swore.
"Come on they aren't that bad." I told her, shaking off her insult.
"Yes, they are…especially the red eyed one."
"You mean Azure? Yeah, he's freaky but not all of-"
"They are all the same." She said darkly, when she finished getting dressed she sat back on the bed and picked back up the book.
"Sarah! Get your ass out here!" Tripp yelled over the speakers, he was pissed, and apparently it was my turn. I sprinted back to the stage area and I saw Tripp pacing.
"Sorry," I panted "I was talking to Tara."
"Get your fans." Tripp stressed, making wild hand gestures towards the tables. I fast walked over to them and found one fan there. Where was my other one? I looked under the tables and around them but it wasn't there.
"Tripp, where's my fan?"
"What?"
"My other fan, I brought it out when I went into the…" gulp "Club." Oh God, I dropped it in the club when Tripp pulled me out of there.
"Do not tell me you dropped it." He whined, rubbing his forehead as if I would disappear if he did. I made a face.
"Fine, then I won't tell you." I flipped my hair at his face as I walked past him; I could do this with one fan, couldn't I? The lights were already dimmed to a blue out when I reached center stage. Snapping the fan closed I rested it on my left shoulder, turning my head to the right and up slightly. The song started out as a techno tune and the beat started to go into an instrumental part. I popped my shoulders with the dominant beats. Bringing my fan into the air with my right hand I flicked it open forcefully, bringing it down slowly in front of my face, weaving my wrists as I went so the white of the fan would flash like a strobe light. My other hand laid imp at my sides with nothing to do. I wish I had my other fan. About a half minute into the song I spotted Rez standing at the front of the stage, my other fan in his hand. I couldn't stop the dance, because if I did I would never get back on beat again so I just smiled, hoping he would leave it there and be gone.
Of course not.
Instead he decided to jump onto the stage and walk straight up to me, I twirled toward him and circled him, my one free hand tracing his shoulders as my face portrayed a sour expression. I held out my hand for the other fan and he smirked, completely ignoring my irritation, he pulled me in loser by the waist.
"What are you doing?" I hissed at him.
"Dancing." He replied, putting my other fan into his back pocket for safe keeping.
"Sorry, but this is is a single person dance." I retorted, trying to move away from him. He took my hand and spun me into a low dip.
"Not anymore." He laughed. He pulled me back to my feet and I sighed heavily. It was too late to protest now. Placing my free hand around his neck I moved my hips from side to side as his hands rested on my waist, steading me so I wouldn't fall over. My fan fluttered in front of my face , covering it from the audience. A smirk played at the corners f his mouth as I looked up through my lashes.
That's when the music stopped.
I let go of Rez and looked off to the wings.
And there Tripp was, with a look of sheer hatred and anger on his usually perfectly composed face.
"Oh crap." I squeaked, voice shooting up a full three octaves. He walked into the stage lights and kept moving forward at a slow, even pace. I backed up a few more.
Then a new beat sounded though the speakers. I hard tango, definite in every note began as Tripp still sauntered closer to center stage, now I realized he was walking to the song.
"No way." I thought, backing up farther toward the other side of the arena, that is, before I ran right into Rez.
"Go away!" I hissed at him, not wanting a premature death. He just grinned and pulled me onto him so I was leaning on him, he held me by the small of my back as he pulled me toward a scowling Tripp. I was not gonna do this. Tripp then grabbed my hand and pulled me hard away from Rez and whirled me to him while I was still on one foot. He pulled that leg up by the knee and placed my hand behind his neck. He then circled me down into a dive and back up so his face way by my ear.
" I told you to stay away from him." He whispered in a monotone as my other foot hit the stage again. Before I could answer him I was lifted by the waist from behind and turned in the air to face a way too happy Rez. I gave him a nasty look and he laughed. I put my hands on his shoulders as he set me down, not after turning in a circle about four times. I just had to wait for him to let go of his grip, but of course he didn't. Tripp then held my chin from behind and twisted my body with it. Rez still didn't let go a Tripp and I started doing a two step back and forth, still holding my chin. Rez's grip loosened from my waist and I took the small opportunity to wretch my chin away from Tripp, go under Rez's arms and jump off the stage through the crowd and out the double doors, leaving the two of them there while the music finished.
I am SO sorry this took so long!!! i got a laptop for Christmas and it took me forever to learn how the new word worked...computers hate me. And then I couldn't find where the folder was with the rest of my story so then I freaked because I thought I had lost it. Then I started plays and I had NO time...but yeah...it is now done! this was a really long chapter so it took me forever to type up. SORRY! But yeah...the double tango was so much fun to write! i hope you all like it.
Ronnie Sorana