A Little Bit Of Glitter

Moving Target

Hello, dears!
I hope you like this chapter, it has a ballet video inserted. As I said before, I never choose the performances because of the technique or because it was performed during the time of this story, I choose the ones that thrills me most, and in this case I chose the performance made by the amazing and stunning Maya Plisetskaya. Feel free to watch it as far as you want ;) I always want to recreate an atmosphere.

I also made a part where an Idina's friend talks in russian, and of course I made it with a translator, so I'm so sorry if it's an awful translation. (Let's blame Google for that ;) )
Nothing more to say, enjoy the chapter!

September 10th, 1973.

Many days after my debut on nude art and that horrible discussion with Damian he never called again. But the one who called was Richard, who made me schedule another meeting for his classes.

I was feeling so fine and "effective" with my salary, I was a big help for the guys to pay the rent and the rest of the life necessities. I also was available now to buy some things for me, like some shirts and souvenirs for the house or for my folks in South America.

After I read Brian's first translation, he got more motivated, so he started to translate every song, every text, every thing he watched and afterwards he ask for my corrections. But to be honest he was doing a good job and soon his Spanish was getting better, he only needed to learn how to talk and he was going to be ready to head to a hispanic country.

Two days after the nude art class, the guys had the reunion with Mott The Hoople, since Queen had been asked to be their support band on the UK Tour for the next three months. It was going to start on October. And now that the guys were going to be on the road again I was thinking that it was time for me to leave and to free Brian's way.

That morning it was going to be the last Swan Lake ballet show and just because it was going to be the final show, the theatre was available to gave 4 free tickets per person, just like the first time the guys came to the opening. I know it was going to be the same show they saw almost a year ago but they were the only friends I have in London, what I could do? And nobody else from the ballet cast wanted them, who would invite more than 7 people to the same ballet show?

I received the four free tickets the night before during one of our rehearsals. So I was going to ask the guys about it during breakfast. That morning I woke up really late, I had been so tired last night but the sound of the guitar and Roger's loud chatting had woken me up. I rubbed my eyes and got off from the bed, then I moved to the living room where I could hear Brian making some chords vibrate.

"Turn it down...," Roger said.

"I've already turned it down," Brian said.

"Morning," I said with a yawn.

"Good morning... you seemed really tired so I didn't want to wake you up," Brian told me.

"It's fine, don't worry. I will go to the kitchen for some food. Want something?" I asked.

"No, we've already eaten something," Brian said.

"Talking about food I'm going to my parents house tonight, it's my sister's birthday," Roger said while I came back with some cookies. Ok, so Roger wasn't an option for me to make him go the show again.

"Oh, you have a sister? I didn't know it." I smiled.

"Yeah," he said.

"So tell her congratulations from me," Brian said.

"... And me." I smiled. "Even though she doesn't know who the hell I am."

"I will, but she does know who you are, I've talked to her about you..." Roger smiled.