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Lights
pulsating, bodys close together moving in time with the mesmerizing
beat of the techno music pulsating out of the sound system. People
come here to Illusions not only for the mechanical bull but for the
atmosphere. They come here to get drunk not only on beer and alcohol
but also on the shere feeling of lust and hormones rushing out on the
dance floor. At first glance there is no doubt why this is a very
popular club. People come here to unwind after a hard day at work,
school whatever.
At
the bar, beautiful women sit, waiting for men to ask them to dance
while sipping and nursing daquaris and pina coladas. Men guzzle down
beer after beer and shot after shot trying to get up the nerve to ask
the women to dance or perhaops just to get the nerve to make a fool
of themself by attempting to dance.
On
the dance floor women grind up against the men who in turn use their
hands to explore the women who so willingly let themselves be touched
in places had they been sober would not even let the men look at. The
music mixed with liquor makes for a truly erotic experience.
To
the rear of the club a large crowd has gathered around the
mechanical bull. Most get amazingly wasted before attempting to ride
the bull. Most do not last more than a few seconds before being
thrown off. The crowd applauds as a man gets thrown off the bull
after staying on twenty three and a half seconds. A woman dressed in
a pair of orange and black raver pants and a black tee shirt with red
sparkled lettering that reads "Hot Property" on it steps up
to the horse. She ties her long red and white hair back in a ponytail
and smiles. There is an announcer.
Announcer:
Young lady what is your name?
Lady:
I am Kiva.
Announcer:
Ladies and gentlemen. Our first female
contender of the night...KIVA!
Suddenly,
all eyes are on her. She looks around and notices Justin Daniels,
Nathan and Diana Creed in the crowd watching. She smiles at Justin
and climbs on. Nathan looks at her with disdain and Diana looks at
her waiting for her to flip her lid. The announcer counts down.
Announcer:
5...4...3...2...1 GO!
He
turns the switch on. It starts on a low setting slowly getting more
and more random and faster and faster. She holds on with her legs and
lets go of her hands. Suddenly, it gets so fast and random that she
needs to hold on with both her hands. She is finally flung off. The
crowd cheres and applauds.
Announcer:
We have a new record. Two minutes ten
seconds. Congrats Kiva. Anyone want to take up the challenge?
A
man steps up and climbs on. Justin Nathan and Diana turn around and
disapear in the crowd before Kiva can even get back to her feet. She
scans the crowd and sighs. No sign of him. She thinks maybe they were
an illusion. She heads to the bar and orders a shot of Baccardi. She
downs it and orders another. Five shots later and she is feeling no
pain. She turns around on her seat and looks out on the dance floor.
There on the dance floor by himself is Justin. She smiles and orders
two beer. She drinks some of one as she walks over to Justin on the
dance floor. She comes up behind him.
Kiva:
Hey there.
Justin
turns around. Kiva smiles and hands him one of the beer. He takes it
and takes a deep drink. He smiles.
Justin:
Thanks Kiva. Care to dance?
Kiva
smiles and nods. They dance a while, beer still in hand. They both
finish their beer and leave the dance floor. They head over to a
table on the patio outside and Justin goes up to the bar for a couple
more beer. He slides one across the table to Kiva.
Kiva:
Thanks. So where's your little bodyguard?
Justin:
Who? Nathan? Probably on the floor with
Diana. Why?
Kiva:
No reason. So, have you been training for your match? Ace has already
said a bunch of shit.
Justin:
Dont worry about that. I know all about it. So what are you doing
here? You havent struck me as the bar or club type since coming to
the DMX. As a matter of fact, you seem a bit umm well nicer right now
than you seemed lately.
Kiva
smiles and moves closer to Justin. He doesnt seem to notice.
Kiva:
Well actually I used to be a huge
raver. I used ot party hard. But lately I havent had time to relax.
Tonight, I decided to take a break and relax. Have a few drinks and
well...let loose.
She
moves a little bit closer to him.
Kiva:
So. What are you doing here?
Justin:
Well, Diana had heard about this place
and she insisted we check it out. So here we are.
She
finishes off her beer and smiles a bit drunkenly.
Kiva:
I see... Well Im going to go get another drink. You want?
Justin
stands up and puts his hand on her shoulder.
Justin:
You stay there. I'll go get us some more drinks. You know, Im realy
enjoying our conversation. Its nice to know you arent as crazy as
everyone makes oyu out to be.
He
flashes her a quick smiles and heads off to the bar. Kiva gets up
and follows him. At the bar while he is waiting for teh drinks he
turns his back to the bar just as Kiva approaches him.
Justin:
Hey. I thought I said I woul-
Kiva
gets as close as possible to him and presses her lips against his.
Justin seems shocked for a moment, then he seems to kiss her back
before suddenly pulling away from her.
Justin:
Look, Kiva. You're beautiful but I dont think...
Kiva's
glazed eyes take on a look from excitment to embarasment to
disapointment and then sadness. Her eyes well up with tears and she
quickly turns away so he cant see. He places a hand on her shoulder.
Justin: Kiva-
She
shrugs him off and rushes out of the bar as Nathan and Diana aproach Justin.
Nathan:
Hey thanks man. Im parched...
Outside,
Kiva slumps against the wall and begins to cry. The tears fall
freely from her eyes. She tapers off to silent sobs and looks up to
see people staring at her. She stands up and walks to her car. She
gets in and takes off speeding down the dark windy road.
Kiva:
Stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid.
What the hell was I thinking? I knew that after all that went down
the past week that he wouldnt be attracted to me. I knew he
wouldnt...want me. Damnit. I guess its for teh better. Maybe...maybe
I should dedicate myself to Travis Nite. Travis Nite. What an
asshole. Mister "I can win against anyone." Damn he was
talking earlier and I couldnt usnderstand a thing he was talking
about. Well, at least my frustrations about Justin can be taken out
in the ring against Travis. Yeah. That will distract me. Definitly. I
cant wait to face Travis and show him Im not just some little bitch
to be pushed around. And now that I know how Justin Daniels feels
about me, when he and I get in the ring again, next time I wont let
him win.
she
finally pulls up in front of a hotel. She gets out and heads up the
stairs. Once at her room she opens the door and goes in. She sets up
her camera once more. She goes to the mini bar and snatches up the
schnapps and peachtree samplers and starts to drink them one by one.
Kiva:
Well what a dissapointing night.
*hiccup* I wont go into detail I guess. So I will just talk a little
bit about Travis Nite. There really isnt much to say. *hiccup* I men
he thinks he is such a hot shot because he hasnt lost yet. Blah blah
blah. Yeah Im a girl. A very young girl. *hiccup* I am inexperienced
and predictable. I understand this. More than any of you will ever
know. *hiccup* Perhaps that is why I over compensate by talking big
and losing even bigger. I dont know. All I do know is I am sick of
being a loser. And Monday will be the begining of a new attitude.
*hiccup* I will begin winning starting Monday. I gurentee all of you.
*hiccup* I am drunk and have been rejected. Goodnight.
She
turns off the camera and lays back on the bed and passes out. |