Chapter 24

Dancing: Part 1- Holly and Juliet

A/n:

This chapter is a part of the Phenom series. This Phenom scene will encompass many that it is in Holly's POV. Hope you enjoy it. :)

RECAP:

"Seriously, my idea is good," Juliet said.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Let's dance."

Holly's POV:

"No," I said at the same time that Shry and Mackenzie said "Yes!"

Everybody looked at me like I had just said that the sky was green. "What?" I asked self-consciously.

"You have to dance," Mackenzie whined. "Please?" Her hands were under her chin and her eyes were pleading with me. I couldn't resist those bright, green eyes.

"Fine," I groaned as all of my friends broke into a happy dance.

"C'mon," Juliet said grabbing my hand and literally dragging me to the dance floor. I let her pull me forward until we got to the metal stairs that led to the dance floor. I decided that it would be in my best interest to walk up those myself.

The D.J. came on over the speaker just as we got on the floor. "Hello lovely ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the Phenom where amazing things can and do happen," A man's smooth deep voice said. "I hope you have a good time tonight and remember: I take requests." And he cut the music back up.

"Oooh, this is my song, Mackenzie squealed as the intro played.

"We're takin' it back," the D.J. shouted as Milkshakes played.

We laughed and the girls walked to the very middle of the dance floor. I would have reather been on he side (closest to the stairs) but I was out voted.

"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, And they're like It's better than yours, Damn right it's better than yours, I can teach you, But I have to la-la la la, Warm it up, La la-la la la, The boys are waiting,"

We all got to the center and started moving to the beat. I knew our 'milkshakes' were probably being watched, but I was actually having too much fun to care. I wiggled my hips and dipped toth efloor. That four minutes seemed to take forever, but I guess you can only take so much talk about somebody's milkshakes. Finally, that song was over.

As soon as that song was over, another began and this time it was Shry that squealed. "Now, this is how we do it."

"All the single ladies (All the single ladies) All the single ladies (All the single ladies) Now put your hands up. Up in the club, we just broke up I'm doing my own little thing. You decided to dip but now you wanna trip Cause another brother noticed me I'm up on him, he up on me don't pay him any attention. Cause I cried my tears, for three good years. Ya can't be mad at me I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips. Hold me tighter than my Dereon jeans. Acting up, drink in my cup. I could care less what you think. I need no permission, did I mention Don't pay him any attention Cause you had your turn And now you gonna learn What it really feels like to miss if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it. If you liked it then you should've put a ring on it. Don't be mad once you see that he want it. If you liked it then you should've put a ring on it"

Shry got down as only a single woman could (A/N: haha inside joke). She wiggled and shook her hips. She was like a star and we were only the background dancers. We moved in coordination with her. Though eventually that song ended too.

"Hey, I'll be back," Juliet called to us. "I need to make a request."

We watched her go, but the next song started and the others turned back to listen to the music. Another 'old school' (meaning from five years ago.) 'My Humps' blared on the loud speaker. So, of coured we danced shaking our humps. Before the song was over, Juliet was back.

I wiggled over to her. "What was your request?" I asked.

Being Juliet, she had to try for the mysterious-girl act. "You'll see," she grinned. "Just follow my lead."

"Whatever," I shrugged as the song ended.

The new one started.

Fresh twenty one
Walk up to the club
Got my girls, cut the line
Cause we're a step above
Walk up to the bar
Buying drinks like a star
My girls, they wanna try it
So we had to buy it

"C'mon," Juliet said. She started rocking her hips and moving to the beat. I fell in right behind her, moving my hips to the beat. Juliet started rocking her hips right off of the dance floor. Straight to the bar. I just followed her lead. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Shry behind me.

Uh huh, whip it up, lick it up, suck it down
Uh huh, drink it up (ooh I think she likes it)
Uh huh, whip it up, lick it up, suck it down
Uh huh, drink it up (ooh I think she likes it)

Doing shots at the bar, body shots at the bar
My girls, they wanna try it, so we had to buy it
At the what? At the bar, at the what? at the bar
My girls, they wanna try it
So we're drinking like we're rock stars

Juliet glided and twirled. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer as I tried and managed to keep up with her. I looked around and saw Shry and Mackenzie following suit.

"Your turn to lead," she whispered in my ear.

Top alcohol, mix it up, mix it up
Got me laying down and I pull my shirt up
Baby get the whipped cream
Feeling like a wet dream
Got me at the bar doing body shots, now

I had a sudden moment of inspiration. I pulled away from Juliet and climbed onto the bar. My friends followed me. I stood up their dancing until Juliet and the others crowded around me. For a few seconds I was the center of attention (which wasn't very fun) and so I tried to make the most of it. I ran my hands up and down my body exposing just a bit of my flat stomach and looking as sexy as possible.

Can somebody, anybody, everybody please
Just tell me where all of my shots are
I'm trying to get them drunk and they're not far
Cause even though my name's Ludacris
When I get up in the club
I be drinking like a rock star
Pocket full of money and I'm throwing stacks
Grab a couple shots then throw 'em back
And conjure up your freaky side
When drinking the Conjure Cognac
Got you feeling kind of frisky and tipsy
We gon' drink 'till the bottle's gone
And these girls wanna try some things
And I'm a be the one that they try it on
Smoke, smoke, I'm a roll these papers
And ain't nobody on their best behavior
Cause I'm a taste this shot
Then I might taste you
If you come in all different flavors

Juliet grabbed my hips and dipped low. Her face was close to mine. It probably looked like she was going to kiss my, but I could look into her eyes and see the gleam of attention. She was in her element.

Uh huh, whip it up, lick it up, suck it down
Uh huh, drink it up (ooh I think she likes it)
Uh huh, whip it up, lick it up, suck it down
Uh huh, drink it up (ooh I think she likes it)

Once again, Juliet was going up and down my body, her nose skimming my shirt. I returned the favor. I stalked around her, running my hands around her hips and stroking her face. At the moment, I could only be thankful that I haven't fallen yet. We continued to wiggle and sway on the bar. I could feel every eye on us, nad I didn't even care. As the song ended, I grabbed Juliet and all four of us ended in a pose that seemed rehearsed.

Juliet was on the end closest to me. Her hips jutted out and one of her arms was around my waist. I was next to her with one hand around her waist and the other on Shry's shoulder. My leg was straightedned out in front of me to make it look longer. Shry was next to me with her arm around my neck and her legs bent a little with her butt popped out. Mackenzie was on the other side with her body curled around Shry's.

Now, would be a good time to make mention of an important point. Our dance probably seemed a lot like a lesbian sex scandal. (A/N: No offence meant to any people who are lesbian or bi) But, I am not les or bi. I like men and only men.

Speaking of men... All of the ones in the club seemed to be staring at me. I hopped down from the bar top to the stool and tried to look like I was confident or comfortable. While, I was dancing things hadn't seemed so provocative, perverse, or... adventurous. At the time, it was just fun. But now it was embarrassing.

I turned my back to the men to help Juliet and Shry down. Mackenzie was already down and helping Shry. As soon as Juliet's feet touched the floor, we were surrounded by men. That might sound like any woman's fantasy, but it just sounded claustrophobic to me.

"Would you like a drink?" a blond guy asked.

"No thanks," I shrugged. We got asked too many questions. Some of them were stupid, and the others were just annoying. Finally, we managed to break away from our new fan club.

"See, that was fun," Juliet said, proud of her idea's success.

"Fine," I admitted.

"And?" Juliet said trying to lead me to another statement.

I couldn't help but sigh. There's nothing worse than being proved wrong. "And you didn't get us into trouble," I submitted as she grinned. I couldn't help but add something. "Yet."

She rolled her eyes but was still pleased at being right. "Hey, let's dance some more!"

Suddenly, I felt tired. "No way, let's rest a little first."

Juliet turned to Shry and Mackenzie who were wisely ignoring us. Now, don't think that Juliet and I were arguing. We weren't. But, people usually prefer to not get into personal conversations. "Do you guys want to dance some more?" she asked. I didn't say anything else. We'd see what they thought. Regardless of what they say, I don't have to dance until I want to.

Shry looked around. Mackenzie didn't want to say anything because she doesn't really like to hurt peoples feelings. That might be a real problem for her as she gets older. Sometimes, you just have to do what you want to, consequences be damned. "Well, actually we are pretty tired."

"Excuse me," a deep voice said from behind her. "If your friends don't want to dance with you, would you like to dance with me?" I recognized that voice from earlier today. Emory, the guy from the Shamrock Cafe. His tousled brown hair with his black jeans and white dress shirt made him look pretty good. I wanted to pinch Juliet and tell her to stop staring. Though, I did pinch her. That shocked her enough to get her to glare at me. On the plus side, she also got the nerve t otalk to Emory which is what I wanted.

"Um, sure," she said looking back at me. Her attitude might have seemed a bit angry but her eyes were saying 'thanks' and that's all that matters. Right?

That left Shry, Mackenzie and me just standing here. "So, you guys want to go sit and rest?" I asked.

"Definitely," Shry and Mackenzie said together. I can't decide on whether it's annoying or cute and cool. We walked back to the tables, still refusing drink requests of dancing invitations. We finally made it to a three-seater table and managed to sit down.

"That was too fun," Mackenzie gushed. "Did you see how everyone was looking at us?" Unfortunately, I did. I'm so glad that Arty's not here. Even though I don't look like me, I still don't think I could live it down. Or ever look him in his eyes again. Maybe it's for the best that he backed out of coming.

"Oh yeah," Shry laughed. "By the way, that bar climbing idea was so cool."

"Thanks a lot," I grinned like it was no big deal.

"So, what's up for the rest of the night?" Mackenzie asked.

"We-," Shry began, but stopped mid-word. Her mouth hanging open, her eyes even wider than usual. It reminded me of how Juliet was earlier when she saw Emory.

"Well, look over there. Mr. tall-dark-and-handsome is coming this way." she pointed and sure enough Adonis was coming this way. I watched his slow, casual walk and could see why Shry's mouth was open. He was as Juliet would say, smokin' hot, drool-worthy, and some other things that are not good to say. Ever.

Then I came to my senses. Staring would be rude or look desperate. I turned my head and began to talk to Mackenzie. You're probably wondering, why I didn't try to stop Shry. She was way too out of it for me to do anything. "Ladies. Holinda," Adonis said from beside the table. I pretened like I hadn't noticed him coming over.

"Hello Adonis," I smiled like seeing him was a pleasure to something besides my eyes. Though, my voice did sound a bit bored.

By this time, Shry had come back to her senses. She nudged my leg with hers. I got the point. "Adonis, these are my good friends. Mackenzie, Adonis. Adonis, Mackenzie," I said, saving Shry for last. "And this is Shry. Shry, Adonis. Adonis, Shry." There I had done my job as pseudo-hostess and matchmaker.

He kissed both of their hands. Maybe it was my imagination, but he seemed to linger over Shry's hand. Whether it was a figment of my imagination or not, it gave me an idea.

"Do you mind if I sit with you?" he asked, thought he was only looking at Shry.

"No, of course not," she said. He pulled up a chair from the table next to ours and sat down.

"Well, are you ladies enjoying your evening?"

"Definitely," Shry said.

"Yeah, I am." I grinned. Mackenzie just nodded.

"I could tell," he laughed. "That last dance was something else."

I could feel my face reddining. "Oh, you saw that?"

"I think every man in the bar saw that. And let me be the first to say, it was impressive."

Shry giggled. "You really think so?" she asked flipping her hair back over her shoulders like I'd seen Lili do hundreds of times. From what I could tell, it drew attention to the neck, chest, and of course breasts.

"Yes, actually. Do you ladies plan on dancing anymore this evening?" Mackenzie and I looked at each other skeptically. He obviously wasn't talking to the 'ladies'.

"Not right now," I said. "We're too tired, right Mackenzie?" I nudged her with my legs.

"What?" she asked, but then it came to her. I could practically see the light bulb go off in her head. "Oh right, too tired."

"Well, what about you, Shry?" Adonis asked.

"I'd love to dance more," Shry said grinning.

"Well, would you like to dance with me?" he asked hopefully.

` "Yeah, I'd love to." He took her hand and gently pulled her up from her chair. They walked off talking and smiling from ear to ear.

"Woo-hoo!" Mackenzie said pumping her fist into the air. "They are going to make the best couple."

"Are you that excited?" I laughed.

"Yes," she squealed. "Shry deserves someone nice. She's the best boss I've ever had." I had been correct earlier.

I could imagine. "And Adonis..."

"Is hot. Hotter than a fire in the Sahara at noon." she grinned. "He seems to know you. What does he do?"

"Oh, he's the bouncer," I shrugged.

"Oooh, out of all ot the pretty girls that come in? He's interested in her. That's a great sign."

"Yeah, it is," I agreed.

"Mackenzie?" came a voice from behind us.

I saw her eyes light up before she turned around to talk to him. She seemed to know him very well and like him very much. "Hi Jasper. How are you?" I didn't want to turn around to look. Out of the corner of my eye, I could tell that it was her brother's friend from earlier.

"I'm great. What about you?" he asked.

"The same. I hope you're having fun."

"Definitely. And you?" he asked. This verbal volleyball gave new dimensions to the term 'third wheel'. I should get up and leave.

Just as I was about to leave, Mackenzie remembered me. "Jasper, this is Holinda. Holinda, Jasper."

"Pleased to meet you," he said holding out his hand.

His grip was firm and warm. "Likewise."

"So, why aren't you with my bros?" she asked him.

"I've been looking for you all night," he admitted blushing.

Mackenzie giggled like it was news to her. "Oh really?"

"Yeah," he smiled. "And I was wondering if you'd dance with me?" He sounded unsure of how she would answer and surprised at his own audacity. I flet like laughing. Any person in their right mind could see that they were head-over-heels.

I could see the desire warring in her eyes. She wanted to dance with him more than anything, but she kept glancing at me. She was worried about leaving me alone. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. I could definitely take care of myself.

"I don't know," she said biting her lower lip. His face fell slightly, but he still looked patient and hopeful.

"Go on," I said rolling my eyes. "Get out of here, you crazy kids.l"

Mackenzie still didn't stand up. "Are you sure that you're gonna be okay by yourself?"

"Yeah," I grinned. "I'll be fine. Promise. Now go."

"Okay, but you're welcome to come out on the floor. We'll all dance with you."

I laughed to myself. No way was I going to be a seventh wheel. "Okay, I'll remember that." Over my dead body.

Jasper pulled her up and led her off to the dance floor. I looked out on the floor and saw my friends. Juliet and Emory, Shry and Adonis, Mackenzie and Jasper all dancing and swaying. This reminds me of high school dances, though I was usually the one asked to dance. At the moment, I felt like the ugly friend with braces, glasses, acne, and hairy pits.

As I continued to watch, I couldn't help but think of how perfect my friends were for the guys they were with. It brought a prickle of envy to my mind. The only person who had recently asked me out was my commander, Trouble. The only other person who was remotely interested in my was Chix, who only wanted what was between my legs. And, it doesn't look like my best friend is coming.

"Hey," a voice from behind me said as I jumped. I whipped around as fast as I could.

"Sorry babe," Aidan said from behind me. "Didn't mean to scare you." He looked down at me and I looked back at him. Something was different about him. His casual hair was ruffed up and his shirt was unbuttoned. He looked nice.

"You didn't scare me," I lied.

"Yeah, whatever," he laughed a little longer than what was necessary. "I'm about to sit down." And he did.

That made me a little angry. You shouldn't just sit down. Any one with manners, should and would ask before they sat. "I didn't say, you could sit down."

He laughed. "And you didn't say that I couldn't either."

"Whatever," I groaned.

"Want a drink?"

"No."

"C'mon. Tequila? Fuzzy navel? How about sex on a beach?" I could tell that the last one was an innuendo, but I chose to be the bigger person and ignore it.

"No thank you."

He let the subject drop. "Where are Craig and Dana?" I asked.

"Oh they're here somewhere," he shrugged.

"Are you having fun tonight?" I asked to keep the conversation flowing.

"It's been all right. But you know we could make it better and have some real fun."

I looked at him sternly to show my disapproval. You don't spend time with Chix Verbil without learning how to detect innuendoes. "Excuse me?" I asked.

I hadn't noticed that he was holding my hand until he started pulling on it."C'mon baby. I know somewhere where we can go." My battle senses were crying out to me and the hair on my neck was standing up. Something was wrong.

"No, let me go," I said a bit louder. He was stronger than I would have imagined. He could be related to a troll. Where's a buzz baton or Neutrino 300 when you need it?

"I got money," he said as if it would change things.

"What are you trying to say?" I demanded, eyes flashing with anger. Just because this body was blond and pretty, it made me a slut.(a/n: no offence) I'm tired of it. No matter what, I will not go with him.

"Don't play dumb. I saw your little show on the floor. Advertising but not wanting anyone to buy," For the first time, I looked up and looked into his cloudy, blue eyes. Now they looked like... Craig's. Aiden's eyes were red and puffy, just like his. Everything weas making sense now. His speech was somewhat slurred. He was drunk or high. Or both. His usual cocky personality was intensified. With his inhibitions gone, he was a real jackass.

"I don't play dumb. I'm not a slut," I said coldly. "You're drunk so I don't want to hurt you. This is your last warning. LET. ME GO!"

"I'm not drunk," he cackled in a frightening way. "And you're not fooling me. I already paid you, so let's go."

"What do you mean, you've already paid me?" I asked trying to slowly extract my hand. He just grasped tighter. Then it came to me "The resturaunt. I have it in my purse. I'll give it to you if you free my hand."

"I don't want your money," he leered.

"What do you want?" I snapped though I had a pretty good idea.

"This," he said and grabbed the upper part of my thigh. He started to move closer to my center. I knew I had to get him off of me.

"GET OFF OF ME!" I shrieked. Unfortunately, no one was close enough to me to hear me over the music.

"C'mon, baby. We're leaving," he said pulling me up. I struggled as much as I could and tried to draw anyone's attention. Anyone who did look at us thought that we were dancing or playing and quickly looked away.

"No!" I said pulling as hard as I could. There was no way that I was going to go with him. I kept pulling to avail. "Let me go."

"Why should I?" he asked. I had just come to a conclusion. I was going to have to hit him. I was preparing to cock a fist and hope I don't break my hand.

"Because I said so," said a voice from behind me.

An:

Woo-hoo! Another chapter , the next chapter will be another Phenom chapter in Holly's POV. Hope you enjoy it. I hope to update this story soon. Keep reading and I'll keep writing. Oh and remember to review. Flames are welcome. They're what keep me warm and toasty at night. ;) Please excuse the mistakes that are probably in the chapter. I typed it in a hurry.

Unfortunately, I won't be able to update in a while. I'm getting my wisdom teeth removed tomorrow and one of the side effects of the pain meds is a loss of 'fine motor skills'. That means for about four to five days, I won't be able to type, let alone write anything new. So don't be mad if it's a while. Oh, and sorry to disappoint, but the next chapter won't tell who the 'voice from behind' is. Don't be mad. It all makes sense in the story and the convoluted workings of my mind. Now officially the longes A/n I've ever written.

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Yours truly, madly, and deeply,

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