Take a Mile (Being Revised)

Chapter Eleven

When I made it upstairs I ran into my booth. Derrick waved to me and winked. “Good luck on your set tonight.” I thanked him and got my equipment ready. I nibbled on my lip as I went through two sets of songs still deciding which ones to use. I personally wasn’t a fan of either list because I wasn’t a huge fan of the songs but, if it’s popular than I play it. Deciding on one set I looked out through the glass. Bartenders were wiping down the bars and the roof was being tested. I sighed and rubbed my temple.

“Are you ready for a wild night?!” One of the bartenders Vickie said. I looked behind me and saw no one. Then stepped to the side thinking I just didn’t see someone. When she kept looking at me and followed my movement I realized she must have been talking to me. “Umm, yeah I guess it’s only a Wednesday I don’t expect too many people to come.” She shook her head and laughed. “I doubt that! Starlight is a popular place and who could resist the breath taking view and your awesome DJ skills!” I smiled politely and went back to working in the booth.

She had walked away with a scowl that she thought I didn’t see. I frowned and saw her walk up to Derrick and smiled twirling a lock of her hair in between her fingers. I had never been close to Vickie, in fact she was one of the girls who ignored me and pretended I didn’t exist. That was the first time she had ever said anything to me since the first day I started working here which was well over a year ago. Crazy I know considering we work on the same floor. I figured she was like a lot of other people. She doesn’t understand me there for she doesn’t like what she doesn’t understand. I never expected her to be nice to me in the first place so it was ok. She kind of gave off that bitchy aura when you’re around her. She was pretty which made some forget about that though. She had long curly blonde hair with striking blue eyes and well, she was perfect with a tan curvy figure and more than generous cleavage.

Anyway, I wonder why she was being chipper to me, well fake chipper because that scowl was hard to miss. I shook her off and got back to business. She was not important. What was important was getting this set ready and making sure Patrick is ok and having a good time.

After an hour or so with just a few minutes before the third floor was packed and no messages from Patrick I was ready for the night to move on. It seemed to be dragging on and watching Vickie walk around and clean the bar suggestively with her tits firmly pressed on the counter waiting for Derrick to walk by was not fun. I was waiting for something exciting to happen. So far, nothing even close has. I yawned and rested my head on the palm of my hand and played a game of solitary on my laptop. I’m so amazing at this game. A few moments later I saw the lights begin to dim and the slight squealing of girls and surprised grunts from guys. I opened up my play list and hit the lights for the floors. The usual surprised and appreciative murmurs rang out. I opened the roof and Derrick lit up the bar and stage. 

I tapped the mic and grinned at the excited crowd. “Hello every one and welcome to Starlight,” Cheers reached my ears, “Be prepared to endure the best club experience of your life! Get lost in the stars and the feeling of floating in space as you dance to the rhythm of the latest music. And remember, you are all one in a million.” I turned up my set and the night officially began. As I played the music my eyes searched the crowd for Patrick. I knew it would be difficult but it was harder than I thought. I tried to look for a head of bright red hair but I wasn’t having any luck. As I put on one of my recorded tracks I slipped out of my booth. I wiggled my way through the crowd and towards the bar. When I got there I plopped myself onto one of the stools in front of Derrick. He smirked at me while pouring coke.

“What can I get you lovely?” He asked giving the drinks to two guys. “Nothing I just came to ask you a question.” He cleaned up the bar a little and leaned over. “Shoot cupcake.” I rolled my eyes but decided not to hit him. “Have you seen a little ginger around here?” I asked getting ready to describe him. “He’s about this high and has freckles.” I said looking around the crowd once more before turning back to Derrick. “Is that your boyfriend?” He asked cheekily. I scoffed and ran my fingers through my hair. “No, if you must know he’s a close friend and I’m a little worried.” He shrugged his shoulders. “No I haven’t seen him but I’m sure he is ok.” He said reassuringly and I nibbled my lip. He’s probably right. “I’m right.” He bellowed making me jump. I scowled at him. “I know I’m right so stop worrying your pretty little head about it, your hands are shaking really bad.”