Take a Mile (Being Revised)

Chapter Three

The next morning I showered and brushed my teeth. I threw my clothes into the hamper in my bathroom. The black tiles were cold on my feet. I put on some socks and sat down at my desk. I checked my email which was mostly spam and things that needed to be done at work. I checked twitter and then the WWE website. Yeah I'm a wrestling fan, so what? Cenation and Jerichoholic for life son! I nearly burst into tears when I saw that Chris' contract was terminated all because of stupid Dolph Ziggler and Vickie 'the Witch Bitch' Guerro. Well, I guess I should blame AJ, but I just can't help but love her. Tears sprung to my eyes when I saw John stand up to CM Punk too.

I bought a few shirts from the WWEShop and logged off. I looked at the black clock on my wall and frowned. I had nothing to do until I had to leave to go to Starlight. God, I just thought about how much I have changes since Tyler past away. Like I said before I was a people pleaser and I always blended into a crowd. I wore plain unnoticeable clothes, had a small group of friends and listened to the music everyone else did. I knew I was different back then and I never felt like I was myself. I just didn't want to be different. I never wanted to be judged or stand out from the crowd.

Now, I was myself and couldn't have been happier. I dressed the way I wanted to which is mostly band tees, skinny jeans, and sneakers. I had no friends because I didn't fit into the stereotypes people made. I was supposed to listen to all rap music and wear Roca Wear, Baby Phat, Aeropostle, or American Eagle. It just wasn't me. I was supposed to run around with a group of loud and ghetto girls wearing tight skin clothes and a face full of makeup. I was supposed to have a big black boyfriend who was probably in some gang and do whatever he ordered me to do. Now, that one really pissed me off. I like a variety, especially some white meat... definitely.

I also don't listen to much rap music. I'm not opposed to it, I like the occasional good rap song but, I prefer rock, screamo, metal, core, ect. So Black Veil Brides, Broken Cycle, Nirvana, Slipknot, Bring me the Horizon, Paramore, ect were the normal. I was a walking contradiction and I couldn't be more proud of myself. I may get weird looks and all that every time I went into Hot Topic or Spencer's, but who cares. I am who I am. Basically all of my interests and goals changed. Instead of wanting to be a veterinarian I wanted to be an Egyptologist. Instead of butterflies, it turned to skulls. My once kind of bright wardrobe turned to all black, white, and grey.

I wasn't all that interested in track and cross country anymore, only physical things like wrestling, kickboxing, and karate. Being with other people just wasn't important so I stayed away from the social clubs and parties. I grew distant and quiet. I took my hair out of my braids and cut it into a pixie cut. My foster parents thought something was wrong with me so they sent me away. I'm glad they did otherwise I wouldn't have met Tyler. I'm just a totally changed person. I think Tyler would have been proud. Deciding to listen to music for awhile I scrolled through the music on my phone. Over 950 songs and I couldn't decide.

I put all of the songs on shuffle and started to read. Around thirty chapters later I put the book down and looked around my room. The walls were a knight's armor grey with electric blue and black skulls with black stencils. I was lying on my mahogany four poster bed with a black and electric blue comforter set. I leaned back into the grey and black pillows sighing. I should get a pet unicorn. I'll name it Bubbles.

I looked up at the clock. Two hours had passed. Only nine o'clock. What am I going to do? I got up and cleaned the already spotless house. 9:30, great. I checked my stocks and quickly updated a story on one of my favorite sites Wattpad. 10:30, just awesome. I got an idea and ran into my bathroom and grabbed my robe from the back of the door. I put it on and twisted the sweepy part off of my broom to use as a staff. I put on a tall pointy hat with stars on it and cut out a fake beard from construction paper and taped it to my face. Then I grabbed a handful of rings from my jewelry case. I put on my new ensemble and walked out of my room. So this is what a wizard feels like.

After prancing around in my wizard costume and watching a couple Harry Potter movies, I got dressed for my part time job. Black skinny jeans, light blue converse, a light blue Starlight t-shirt, and a butt load of bracelets later, I was ready to go. I stuffed some money and candy into my pockets and grabbed my Motionless in White sweater.

I pulled into my parking space and locked my car. Starlight was one of the city's most popular teen clubs. It was large and when the weather was just right, they would open the roof. It was made up of three different floors. The bottom was the main room. This room was where everyone was checked for age and bouncers made sure no one brought any illegal substances. There were no tables or chairs. The walls were painted black and heavy curtains hung around the room. Music played quietly in the background. After the teens were checked, they were ushered through a curtain and up to the second floor.

This floor was used for cocktail hour. Two long ice bars were one either sides of the floor. Couched, chairs, and tables were placed all around the room in small clusters and along the walls. There were even a couple private areas reserved for dates. The colors were a deep red and orange and the floor was all black. The walls had airbrushing and custom paint jobs. It reminded me of Rayce. Soft music also played. After an hour there, the teens are hyped up and go to the third and final floor.

It was my personal favorite. When you walk in, your breath is taken away from you. All you see is black at first. You hold on to a velvet rope that guides you across the room. Once everyone is in and ready, the black marble and glitter floor starts to glow. It shines a little illuminating the room in a soft glow. Then you notice the walls are airbrushed and painted in a light blue and gold. Then, a low audible hum starts. All of a sudden you are hit with a light gust of wind as the roof slowly moves apart. It reveals a breath taking night sky full of twinkling stars.

After that, a light reveals a large circular icy bar. Then a light appears in front of the stage used for guest bands and karaoke, and then the DJ booth. The glow from the dance floor and the light from the stars gives it a real surreal experience. The music cranks up and people let loose. I was ready for that since I was the one providing the music the whole night. I opened the door to the back of the club and went into the employee locker room. I put my keys and phone into my locker.

I usually avoid staying on the other floors for too long because not a lot of the other employees like me. Why, I don't know. When I got the job, only a few was actually nice; Tony, one of the bartenders on the second floor, Cameron, a waitress on the second floor, and Derrick, a bartender on the third floor. Everyone else, they just brush me off and act like I don't exist. I'm okay with that. I played my sets and then left. Tonight, I already knew something was going to be different. Something was going to happen, something exciting. I just don't know what.

I went through the crowd of the first floor that was already packed. I passed excited giggling girls and laughing guys. I pushed past them and smiled at the big bouncer Burney, hmm... what a bouncer sounding name. Hey Burney, get that guy outta here! Hey Burney, good job big guy. Burney hey! Yeah, definitely does. He was a nice enough guy. He moved the rowdy kids out of my way so I could get up to the second floor. I made it and said hi to Tony and Cameron who waved back. I made my way up the stairs to the third floor and smiled when I saw the lights still on and people running around finishing final preparations. I didn't see Derrick at the bar so I headed to the DJ booth.

I checked all of my equipment and made sure everything was ready. I opened my Black laptop and opened up my new mixes. I plugged in my head phones and checked my spins. Looking and sounding good. Before I knew it the lights went out and the muffled screams of girls voices rang out threw the room. I rolled my eyes and went to hit the switch to light the floors. Right away you could hear the sounds of appreciation. The bartenders hit the light at the bar and the guys rushed to it. Then the stage, the girls ran to that looking through the song books for karaoke. And then finally, I pulled the lever to open the roof.

Eyes were wide and mouths were hanging open. I smirked, there was more to come.