In Our Image: The Hollow

Chapter Six: Madison

Yes, yes I'm going to get the ice, but who was that guy, seemed... I don't know, different. I normally don't go for guys with shaved heads but he really... Oh my god what do I mean I don't go for guys with shaved heads, he didn't even give that impression, he literally just ordered a drink, slow down Madison.

I get the two buckets of ice and make my way back to the bar where I dump them in the cooler. The guy is gone and then the idea dawns on me, Tag... he can be my first tag! I mean you need to be able to draw one in anyway and it felt like he kind of had a thing for me maybe.

Mishka is cleaning a spill off of the bar as I approach her, "Mishka I think I found my first tag!"

Half listening she nods at me, "Uh huh, go get em baby girl."

Well I thought it was good news at least

I carry on working waiting for my chance hoping I'd see him

again. I really don't know why now, why him. Maybe its pressure from Father, maybe its chemistry hell I don't know how this works it's still new to me. So of course the dancing, the grinding, the flirting and various other activities in The Hollow pull my attention from place to place trying to keep up with the human interactions. Club music, you know the kind where lyrics really don't matter and the beat and base reign supreme. It is thumping which brings a shit ton of people to the dance area, and to my surprise brings him back to the bar.

"Madi right?" He asks swirling a near empty glass around and smiling at me.

God he's cute, like damn shame what I'm going to have to do to him.

"Ready for another, crown right?" I reply grinning as I prepare another drink.

He nods "Please, looks like your busting your ass tonight."

"You have no idea; this place will be the death of me if I could di..." I reply setting the drink down in front of him and catching myself mid weirdness.

"Brace yourself Madi, looks like the babysitters club is inbound." He says as he nods a thank you, leaves a twenty on the bar and walks into the lounge area.

A group of young teenage looking girls approach the bar in full on pack mode.

"Hey you girl, can we get some Jell-O shots and Fireball." The bossy redhead orders more than asks.

I notice Mishka approaching with a look.

Oh boy, here we go.

"Hey dolls, let's see some I.D. huh?" Mishka requests smirking.

The girls look at each other and make annoyed faces as if Mishka has just insulted them. The redhead (clearly pack leader) snaps back, "Yeah your bouncer dude already checked our I.D. so can we just get our drinks?"

"You sure can baby." Mishka replies pulling a bottle of fire ball up and setting it on the bar.

The girl reaches for it but Mishka pulls it away, "As soon as I see some I.D."

The girl becomes annoyed, she pulls out a hundred dollar bill, "Ok look bitch, I already told you your ugly ass guy at the door checked our I.D. and we're good. Look here is a bill, I know you need it so why don't you give us our shots and Fireball and this can be your tip, you can I don't know... get those nails done or something."

Mishka smiles, "First, the 'bouncer dude' has say on who gets in, but the bar... that's my kingdom baby girl, and I'm the queen. So take yourself and your little underage ass friends and get out before we embarrass you." She replies as she leans over the bar into the offended girl's face, she then pours half a beer she was holding down the girls revealing top.

She is stunned, the other girls stand there wide mouthed in shock.

Mishka whispers to the girl with beer running down her blouse, "Stay out of grown folk business then."

The redhead turns and bolts for the door with her entourage in tow.

Mishka shouts at them on the way out and over the music, "Thanks for coming to The Hollow, tell your friends!"

We both burst out laughing.

Damn Mishka, you're a hardcore bitch.