I started writing another book. I'm not giving up on this one but the updates may be later than wanted. I'm going to try to update once a week but no later than two weeks.
~Lynne
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At the back of the gym, where we practice, the boys gym class was setting up poles. So this was his true plan. I knew he wasn't going to let us do anything without it benefiting him.
Are you shitting me! First he kills my family, then kidnaps me, lord knows all he's done and now he is making us be strippers.
Putting on an emotionless mask, I start walking to the locker room. It's sad how easily it became to mask my emotions, to control them.
Walking into the locker room all the girls held the same look, a this-is-bullshit look or fear. I understand the fear, I'm not to fond of showing off my body. I have more respect for my body than that. We are most likely going to be doing this in front of immortals. Hopefully they keep there hands and teeth to themselves.
It was eerily silent until the door opened up again and Mrs. Whitley came in. Her expression held absolute guilt and sadness. Good.
"Girls, all of your masters have been talking about the kind of dancing you are going to do. They based it off of the money they would be getting from it. I'm sad to say that you'll be doing exotic dancing. All of you will be coming up with a routine. The performance is in 2 weeks and you will be performing in front of immortals, werewolves, vampires and dark angels.
Some of your masters said you'll also be giving lap dances. We asked some of the boys to help out in that area. Every immortal is different like vampires might like it one way while werewolves like it the complete opposite.
There should be a pole in your original spot. Today we are going to practice going up and down them, climbing and spinning on them. They will have a grease like oil on them so you need to have a firm grip. So, let's get out there and do this." She didn't sound enthused when she said that last sentence. I know she has no choice in this. I figured out that our masters are paying the school to let them do this so they have no choice.
When we walked out and to our spots sure enough there was a long metal pole, at the base was a huges cement circle to keep it from falling while we were on it and it was greased. The boys made no rucus today, they were beginning to feel bad for us. Well, not beginning to, they did feel bad for us.
Turning back to the pole and looking at it with disdain I listened to Mrs. Whitley expalin the best way about to do it and tried. She helped us and showed us how to do it.
Climbing up the pole is harder than you think. Everyone slipped and went home with multiple bruises. When we got to the mansion I was walking at a leisure pace, Linda and Rene were ahead of me by a yard or so.
When we were in side Artemis shut the door since he was behind me. "Nevaeh, come with me to my office. We need to have a word." The way there was silent and quick. He sat in his chair behind the desk and I in a seat in front of his desk. "Your last beating I had said something before you passed out, do you know what that was?" I shook my head no and then he continued, "I said that you are going to accompany me to a dinner with a client. They are not your ordinary immortal, they are aliens.
Aliens are pretty much what you humans think look like except they have a skinny midgets body but the head is exactly what you think. For the most part they are very human, their skin is a gray color though. They wear a ring that alters their appearance to look like a human.
My client, Mr. Matzan, will be telling you his name and who his accompanying dates name. His wife died while giving birth to his daughter, Tautan. I would not bring that up it's a rather touchy subject and he will most likely kill you.
At this dinner you will have to sit and eat properly. I know you do not eat meat and don't eat a lot of fruits or vegetables, Edna has something in mind to make you to eat. You need to have your spine straight, shoulders back and you cross your legs at the ankles while sitting not at the thighs. When your standing still you will have your hands clasped in front of you while your arms are loose.
Posture is very important for them, it is actually a sign of respect for them. If you have a poor posture such as slouching they take as you think your above them in a way. I can't think of a way to explain it right now so just go with it.
When you eat do not put your elbows on the table. Keep you head up and eat bites that are small enough to you don't have to open your mouth all the way. Understand?"
"I think so, sir." I nodded slightly picturing the posture he described.
"Can you demonstrate the pose?"
I slid down the chair so I was sitting in the middle and pulled my back up straight. I pulled my shoulders back, crossed my ankles and lightly laid my hands in my lap. When he was describing the position I pictured the scene from Princess Diaries when Amelia was learning to sit like a princess so I followed that. When I was done I put my head up straight and looked at him.
He looked slightly stunned but not really, nodding slightly and looking at my posture he said, "Excellent, I want you to use this posture around the house for now on. You will probably be hit if you have the wrong form, just warning you. Another thing, address them as sir and ma'am not by their name. The dinner is in a week. You can go now."
When I stood up I made sure at had the correct posture and walked out of the room. Well isn't this a surprise, a few surprises today. Hopefully they will tell me more about them. Aliens aren't as big as vampires and werewolves anymore.
Why is he having the meeting? He promised to not get rid of any of us to a different person and I had no clue he was cooperating with other people.
I just want all of this to be over. I want to be free.
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Sorry for how short the chapters have been lately. I'm still not used to how long the pages are on here. Hope you enjoyed this chapter and continue reading this book. Happy reading. -Lynne
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Survivor
Teen FictionA girl, Nevaeh Moore, whose family was murdered and she was kidnapped by immortals. She's been beaten, sexually harassed and whipped. There is more to it than that. But if I write the other half of it then the book will be spoiled. Read and find out...