I was sitting in front of a mirror inside the green room to the side of the club with the rest of the girls, freshening up before it was my turn to go into the limelight and contribute to the show. I stroked my luscious silver hair with my favorite studded comb delivered straight from Boutique Coutoure in the Kalos region. Well this is one thing I can be proud of, I thought to myself.
"Looks like the crowd is just as crazy today, girls. Don't these guys ever rest? I recognize like 20 faces in the crowd." my co star Jewel said. That wasn't her real name. None of us use our real names here. I have no clue who any of these girls are outside of the club. Not that I'm complaining. I'm glad that none of them know who I am. Not when I'm behind this mask and posing as Tiara. If they knew I was actually Karen, from the Elite Four, it would cause a major scandal to which I could never shake off. It wouldn't be like one of Lance's news stories about how he aided in Team Rockets demise. Or Lorelei's renouncement from the league. Or even something as silly as Bruno's cameo appearance on Brawn vs. Brawn. If people discovered that Karen, from the Indigo plateau was an exotic dancer, I'd be cast aside in a second. And I wouldn't blame them. I'd deserve the scrutiny. I'm being so disrespectful to the title of Elite by participating in this but...I have my reasons. And besides, I like the dark type for a reason, right?
"Yeah it's probably this way because it's a holiday weekend and a lot of guys are off work and want to wind down. It should go back to normal by Monday, sugar." I answered Jewel while I stroked my hair.
"Yeah, and plus the big boys in the sales box ain't complaining. Apparentally, revenue is goin' up as much as the audience is." Our other co star Gray said.
"Well that's always a plus. I just wish it wouldn't be a bunch of geezers for once. I'd enjoy this gig more if the clients were young...and strong...and beautiful like that Faulkner boy from Violet city. MMMM!" Jewel told us.
"Faulker?! You need to inspect your taste buds, sug! The real hunks are right in Kanto mama. Lt. Surge is about as -" I was cut off mid sentence when I heard the announcer begin to deliver my entrance. So I put the comb down and flipped my hair to the left instead of the right. I got up and and turned my body to the side in front of the mirror and examined myself in my peach sequenced mini-dress. I smoothed down some of the wrinkles on the skirt from when I was sitting and placed my hands on my hips to give off a feminine aura.
"How do I look girls?" I asked my co stars for some reassurance before I graced the main stage. Gray walked over and slapped my ass playfully while she said, "Ya look like a million bucks sweetheart. Go knock em' dead."
I smirked and adjusted by eye mask one last time.
"Aye, aye cap'n" I said as I modeled down to door. I stood by the door and waited for my queue.
"Alright gentlemen! If you think the sweets are over, you'd better think again because this next one's a real treat. In fact, she's candy made for Royalty! Her hourglass figure and curves are sure to have you wanting more. Give it up, for the gorgeous, Tiara!" the host delivered my opener.
I walked down the stage accentuating my hips by placing my hand on it and exaggerating my movements to the sides when I walk. I smiled confidently to the men in the audience and licked my lips in order to hear their roar of applause and cheering. This is why I was here. This is the reason that I loved to be on this stage. I felt loved. I felt well received and welcome with open arms when I showed off for the lads that came in the club.
"Take it off mama!"
"Bring it back home baby!"
"Yeah!"
There was a sea of voices booming from the crowd with all types of phrases jumbled up like a rubber band ball. The lights flickered back and forth, lighting new colors according to the stage gels we arranged on them earlier. The music was some bass filled electronica track that made the stage jump along with the beats it took. There was so much tumult and commotion and I was the center of it all. I was the source of the chaos that erupted in this edifice. The world around us might be quiet and calm for tonight but when I stepped on the thrust stage I manifested an uproar in a small fabrication. And for once, even though it's not in an ideal way, I didn't feel alone. I didn't feel shunned or ignored. Not like at home. Or at the plateau. Or anywhere else. This is my happy place...