She's a Burlesque Dancer.

Part 4

"I got the fucking job!" I screamed to Alexis and Payton on the phone.
"That's great!" They yelled back.
After our rather short conversation, I began to practice. I twirled, and stepped, hard, and fast. Following the bass beat, I pulled off the final routine, and threw myself onto my bed.
The next morning, with slightly sore feet, I headed to the club. My outfit in my bag, and my hair bouncy, I headed up to the dressing room.
The woman was there, putting on heavy, black eyeliner on her eyelids.
"Can you zip me up?" she asked me through the mirror.
I looked up, as she looked at me in the mirror.
"Well, don't be shy, I have to go on in a few," she giggled.
I walked to her slowly, and zipped up her corset. I focused on her hair, and her face in the mirror. Walking to my station, I began to undress behind the screen. I put on my feather skirt and my white corset. I pulled on my black platform heels and sat down at the vanity. I began to put on my eyeliner, with a shakey hand. Not noticing the woman coming back, I tipped over the eyeliner bottle.
"Fuck," I whispered.
"It's okay, let me help you," She walked over and wiped off my smeared eyeliner with a remover.
She drew on with her thinbrush, a beautiful wing that almost went to my temple.
"They're beautiful. Thank you," I looked at her.
"No problem, Number 12," She winked at me.
"Heh, Lena," I added.
"I'm Yulia," She continued.
Damn. She was gorgeous.
I put on my lipstick and looked in the mirror.
"Guess this is one of my good days," I joked, Yulia raised her eyebrows.
"Do you mind if I have a picture with you?" She asked.
"No, not at all," I said, surprised.
She pulled me closer to her by the back of my chair and raised up her camera.
"Smile," she initiated.
I smiled, a decent smile, for once.
"Don't we look great together? Heh, just kidding," Yulia joked.
I laughed nervously, and felt myself blushing.
"Hey, I have to go on, good luck out there," Yulia yelled, running backstage.
I sat back in my chair, only to feel something sharp. Alert, I removed the sharp object and realized it was folded paper. I read the text.
Yulia - Call Me. *Listed Number.*