Chapter 3:
Do not judge my story, by the chapter you walked in on - Anon
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I walked in the club, and immediately I'm glad I changed my outfit, before I left. Fanning myself from the heat, I head to the bar.
"Hi, can I get a water,"I say with a smile.
He chuckles, and shakes his head.
"Is something wrong?" I say with a arched eyebrow, and crossing my arms, obviously looking annoyed.
"N-Nothing," he stutters, " just thought you would want something a little better, he smiles, and hands me my drink.
"Thank you," I roll my eyes, and turn.
"Hey! Is everybody having a great time!" I turn to see a guy in his early thirties at the microphone, with 'Beast' at his side. I turn to the bartender, "Who's that?" I say pointing to the guy on stage. He looks up, and chuckles. "That's beast," I roll my eyes, point to the other direction, "him, you idiot,"
"Oh, him, well why didn't ya say so, that's Daniel, Beast dad," he turns to my right, and starts to take someone's order.
I turn back to the stage, and am shocked, the only thing they had in common, were their green/hazel eyes, and the dimple in their cheek. Everything was different, Nick was 6'2 at least, while Daniel was 5'7, Nick had muscle, while Daniel wasn't lanky, but he sure wasn't as big as Nick ( but I guess I can't say they don't look alike but that either ).
I snap out of my thoughts, as Daniel starts to talk again, "Alright," he claps his hands together, " you guys know my son Beast has entered into the 'New Lights In LA' right ," everyone nods their head, or says a simple 'yeah'.
"Well, I've got good news...HE'S DECIDED TO TEAM UP WITH ANOTHER GREAT DANCER TO GO TO THE SHOW!"
That's when hell broke loose
Everyone starts screaming, and the next thing I know everyone's trying to get on stage, and there's bodyguards, I look over at the bartender, and he just shrugs his shoulders.
"Okay, Okay, everyone settle down, just settle down!" Daniel walks back to the center, as everyone stops trying to get on the stage. "This is how it's going to go, we're having the contest right now, right here, you will free dance to whatever song WE pick, and if you can beat my son, you'll be the person, going to 'New Lights In LA' dance challenge. Now is everybody ready," he scans the crowd as they shout a weak 'Yeah'.
Not satisfied he screams it again, "I said, IS EVERYBODY READY!!" 'YEAH' they shout in sync. Obviously satisfied he smiles, "Alright, first person, hey, you in the pink," he says pointing to a girl in pink, that was standing next to me, "come up here," she pushes through the crowd, and steps on stage. "Alright, what's your name," he says pointing the microphone to her mouth, "U-U-Umm...my name is N-N-Nya Z-Zane, sir," she says stuttering.
"Oh well, N-N-Nya Z-Zane," he says mocking her, "show is whatcha got, cue the music," he points to the D.J., and Sabrina Carpenter, ' Can't Blame A Girl For Trying' blast form the speaker.
I stand their stunned, at the moves Beast were doing to such a non-dancing song. I giggle when he blow her a kiss, and can't stop laughing when the girl just stands their.
That's right you can't blame this girl for tryna, but baby please sit down.
_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•2 hours later ( spongebob voice )
By the time two hours came by I was rolling over laughing, and the bartender ( which I found out was Sean ) was right next to me. "Alright, Miss, how about you get your arse, up their," he says pointing to the stage, "and show 'em how it's done," I giggle, and shake my head, "No can do, bucko," I place the bottle of water, on the bar, and wipe my face with the back of my hand. "I've got a rep, and that," I say pointing to the stage, "ain't it," he rolls his eyes. "Or your just scared that you'll lose," he wiggles his eyebrows, and smirks.
I roll my eyes, and look back to the stage, "Alright, is that everyone? Can no one beat Beast," he cocks his head, and laughs.
Annoyed I turn to Sean, "Alright, I'll do it, I'm sick of this jackass," I raise my hand, and raise my voice, "I'll do it,"
I legit was going to continue, but then I thought why not make 'em what...soooo...I am about to start the next chapter!😂😂😝😝
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Beauty N The Beat
RomansI look over the paper, and sigh when I see the prize, four million dollars. If I was going to stay away from my uncle I would need money, and $5,000 wasn't enough. I pick up my phone, and dial Beast's number "Hi, Beast?" "Yeah, what's up," his voice...