Save Me

I felt dirty after getting out of my shower and putting back on my dirty clothes. I did not however put my panties back on. My hair was in a ponytail and I looked like a wreck.

I made my way down to Piper's room when Sabrina stopped me. "I don't know who the hell you think you are but your smooching to Antonio last night will make you his favorite. I have worked too hard and too long to get where I am and I will not let some newbie take my spot, got it princess?"

I ignored her stupid pettiness and stepped in Piper's room. I heard the shower running and her singing. Steam crept out from under her bathroom door.

I noticed that Piper's room was the exact lay-out as mine but orange. I sat on her brown chair next to her bathroom. I sang along with the song she was singing. Her shower turned off.

"Oh my God!!" Piper scream. "What the crap, Hannah you scared me! Oh wait, I told you to come here." She smacked herself on the head. "Duhhh, Piper. Do you want some clothes? Ya know, fresh ones?" I shook my head. "To each his own I guess."

She dropped her towel and I immediatly averted my gaze.

"I'm dressed now, freak." She chuckled. She had on a yellow track suit. She then walked over to her closet and pulled out some white tennis shoes and slipped them on.

"Yeah, I'm the freak," I said to her. She gave me a crazy look. I managed a look in Piper's closet. "Good God how many dresses to you have? They must've cost a fortune."

"Antonio buys us new dresses every month. Like, everything. Dresses, skirts, nice tops. He doesn't like us wearing jeans and tees or this." She waved down her body. "He likes us wearing nice, nice, emphasise on nice things. We are not allowed to wear jeans unless they, are brand name jeans, Roberto Cavalli, Escada, Secret Circus, you get it? On the days like today where we sing we usually wear casual clothes. When we act we usually wear what I'm wearing now but I'm not in the mood for jeans. And after shows we have to wear nice things, like the dresses we had on last night, or skirts. He's very weird about that stuff."

"Where does he get all this money to blow on clothes and stuff?"

She walked into her bathroom, grabbed a brush and started brushing her wet hair. "He was already loaded before opening up this club, he did some illegal work with his father. This club has brought him tons and tons of money. Who wouldn't pay to see this?" She waved her hand down her body, posed and laughed. "But we also think he smuggles drugs and sells them. Like, the good drugs. Expensive stuff." She rubbed her fingers together making the 'I want my money' gesture. "We better get down there, though."

I followed Piper out of her room and into the halllway. We rounded the corner finding Antonio standing there all smiles. "Hannah, will you come with me please?"

"Go on," Piper whispered. "I'll be in the dance studio." She walked off leaving me with the well dressed man.

I turned around. He waked off toward his office.

"Have a seat." His office was incredible. Of course, it was decorated in dark, rich colors. I sat. "So tell me about yourself, Hannah. You seem very interesting to me."

 I swallowed. "Well, I'm nineteen. Just got out of high school. I have an older brother and a younger sister." I stopped. I had to be careful of the information I gave out. "Like I said, I've done a few dances."

"Not much information but as if it matters that much. Now, I see you are still in your same clothes from yesterday. Stand for me please. Let me look you over." I stood. I watched as his eyes gazed over my body. "You have a well-round body for all dances. Ballet may be a bit of trouble but since you've claim to have done it before all we have to do is brush the rust off and you'll be fantastic." He clapped his hands together. "Now, measurements. We need to get undergarments, clothes and costumes that fit you properly."