The Pirouette Series ~ A Star Crossed Wasteland

~Chapter 9~

I woke up to my phone ringing. Picking it up, Poppy's name was on the screen.

"Hi Poppy," I said sleepily.

"Oh, I woke you up," she said. "I'm so sorry."

"We were out late last night."

"Having fun?"
"Yes, we went dancing last night."

"Wonderful. Again, I apologize for waking you."

"It's alright. What's going on," I asked as Travis threw his arm around me and pulled me back into him.

"You have a package downstairs. After you get it, I want you to call me back. I've spoken to the tour manager, and he has a fantastic idea."

"Alright, Poppy."

I hung up with her and picked up the hotel phone.

"Front desk, how may I help you?"

"This is 408. I have a package downstairs."

"Yes ma'am. It arrived this morning."

"Can someone bring it up here please?"

"Yes, I will have them bring it up with your breakfast, Ms. Falcon."

"Thank you."

I hung up the phone and rolled over into Travis' arms.

"What's going on, baby?"
"I'm not sure, Poppy called saying I had a package downstairs. Apparently, she sent me something. We will see when it gets here with breakfast."

He leaned into me and kissed me; "You slept hard."

"I usually do after I dance heavy."

Moments later, there was a knock on the door.

"I'll get it," he said.

He crawled out of the bed and went to the door. The two young gentlemen brought in the trays and box.

"Where would you like the box, Ms. Falcon?"

"You can just set it by the table. Thank you."

They put everything down and quietly exited the room. As soon as the door shut, I threw the comforter back and got up out of the bed in just my panties to grab my robe. Wrapping it around myself, I went to the table. Travis was getting the box open for me. I sat down and took a sip of my juice. He finally got the box open, and he smiled.

"Babe," he said and looked up.

"What is it?"

He pulled out a copy of Inked. The cover was absolutely stunning. I was in my ballerina attire, on point, at the perfect angle so you could see my phoenix through the fishnets and Alice on my side. My arms were up, and my tongue was actually out. It was very sexy.

"Holy fuck," I said and almost spit out my juice.

"Baby, this is incredible, and this is just the cover. Did you see this," he asked and pointed to the writing to the side of my body.

Metal, Ballet and Tattoos Collide

The New It Girl of the Metal/Tattoo World

"Bring it over it and we will look at it while we eat. How many are in there?"

"Babe, the box is full. There are also a shit load of posters in here."

"Posters?"

"Yeah."

"Open one up, I wanna see."

He picked one up and rolled it out. I was in the rocker schoolgirl outfit. I was turned to the side so you could see the tattoos. My booty was tooched out a little and I had a little sly smile on my face.