Worlds apart

Revelation

May 22, 1980

Encino, CA

                        Asami's P.O.V

Just two more weeks. Two more and I'll be done with exams and school work for awhile. I got a second job working at a daycare for the summer and I'm honestly very excited. Being a big kid at heart, I've always just been more comfortable with children than adults. I guess being sheltered so much kind of added to me being that way.

Closing my book in frustration, I get up from my bed and head for the shower, until the phone starts to ring. Diverting myself towards my nightstand, I answer the phone. "Hello?"

"Mimi!" Malina yells with too much excitement, which causes me too pull the phone away from ear. "Guess what!?" She says in a cheerful singsong tone.

"What?"

"We're going to the club tonight!"

"Malina I really don't feel like going out tonight. I was just about to shower and go to bed." I said as I look down at my grey sweats with a tired sigh. "Plus, you know I don't go to clubs they're not for me."

"Girl, come on! It's friday night, let's go out and have some fun! You need to live a little, you're only young for so long. Plus, you won't believe what I heard!"

"What?" It made me really curious to know what she has heard. "I heard that Michael Jackson was gonna be at this club!" She says excitedly with a high pitch. I roll my eyes at the fact that she was willing to believe that. "Oh come on! How do you know that's true?"

"My cousin Rick told me, he works at the club. Apparently he might be performing there tonight. So get ready, I'll be over in twenty minutes!"

"What? No-" before I could protest any further she hung up and all I could hear was the sound of the dial tone. Hanging up the phone, I fall back on the bed with an exasperated sigh. I love Malina, but sometimes she can be a pain in the ass. Giving in, I head to my closet to see what I would wear for tonight. Who knows it might be fun.

Brushing my hair, I hear a knock at the door. I open the door to find Malina dressed in a black glittery dress and silver heels. She looks at me from head to toe with a questionable look.

"You're not gonna wear that out are you?"

"Yeah, why not?" I look down at my jeans and oversized Burgundy sweater that I had styled with a black belt.

"Uh no. Absolutely not. You're dressed like a middle- aged mother."

"Rude much?"

"Come on. We gotta find you something... Appealing." She says grabbing my hand and pulling me towards my room.
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"I don't feel comfortable coming out like this." I clench my jacket to me as we stand in line waiting to get into the club. It's a warm night, but I definitely wasn't leaving home without my jacket.

"Would you stop? You look really good. Plenty of boys will have their eyes on you." She says smirking at me.

"I don't want their eyes on me." Rolling her eyes, she dismisses me with the wave of her hand.

"Next." The security calls out, which was our turn to go in. Entering the club, I'm instantly swallowed by a sea of people and loud music. Colorful lights blaring from the ceiling and Funky town by Lipps inc playing throughout the club and engulfing everyone into a rhythm.

We make our way over to the second floor and sit at a small table overlooking the club and having a complete view of the stage. A huge thanks to Malina's cousin of course.