Post by sapphire lienid on Dec 15, 2012 3:56:56 GMT -5
SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC
phire was so damn glad that her father was moving out of this town in a month. she was tired of dealing with him and his little bitch of a wife. phire had been enduring the evilness that was her stepmonster for too many years. it was time to put an end to it. her father and stepmonster would be moving out of town by the end of the month and she was going to stay. she had her won job, well a couple of them actually, and was paying her own way through life now. today was saturday and that meant that it was her busy day. during the week she attended school, she was a senior and going to graduate soon. her father had demanded she go to college, but she had refused and still does. school isn't her thing and she isn't interested in putting in more time. all she wants to do is produce music. something she knows she is good at and something she knows she can do.
she had started this morning by getting up, showering and getting ready for her job as a waitress at the grill. she worked there from nine am until five pm and then headed home to get ready for her night job. during some nights she worked at the local club, till midnight comes, as a dj. she had gotten a lucky break and loved this job. she quickly set to work readying herself. she pulled her hair down, shook it out and then changed. in place of her waitress uniform went a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, some black boots, a gray lace tanktop and a gray jacket. the jacket would come off at the club. she also put on some heavier makeup than she would normally wear to her day job.
she grabbed her bag and headed from her apartment to the club. it didn't take her long to get there. she showed her employee id at the entrance and then put her stuff in her locker. with one last look in the mirror she decided she was good to go. she went up to the dj booth and traded places with the guy that was there. some nights this place played live music and some nights it played dj's. saturdays were dj nights. she pulled the headphones on and opened up her programming. she then set to work blending and mixing songs for the crowd below to dance to. most of them she had made at home and brought with her. she liked to splice different songs together and blend them with her own voice to make something great. she was rather proud of her work.
she smiled as people whooped and hollered at her. she waved at a couple, winked at some others and blew a kiss to a few. she loved audiences. she wore a tanktop because it showed off all of her tattoos. granted you could only see part of the one on her pelvis. she had in all of her piercings, showed just enough of her flat stomach and had her nails painted black. she fit the part that she was playing right now and she enjoyed it. this was the real her, the her that she wanted to be.
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