THE BALLERINA SECRET LOVE
Part 26's. Fingers
Dance music played in the room, some people joined the dance in the room, while others chatted cheerfully. This party for donors and fans is one of the most awaited events by the dancers.
"Miss Sara, our new star from Don Quixote. You look beautiful tonight." This ivory white shirt plays its magic, maybe in her vision I'm as pretty as Marilyn Monroe. Or that stimulant drug works now, maybe I'm of interest to him.
"Mr Francoise, nice to meet you." I smiled at him. While two female principal who one of them is her ex-lover look at me with the look of wanting to kill me.
After this I can be sure I will miss the chance to be a principal.
"Sara Adams, where's your Nicholai dance partner, you alone?" It was the hard code of the principal I had to get out of front of him.
"I don't know, he just disappeared."
"You're not looking for him?" Second warning.
"No, I think he has his own business." I could feel a flash of anger in her eyes, but I don't care, next month I might not be here anymore. "Mr Francoise, did I bother you." I looked straight at him.
"Of course not. How about we talk there, Maureen, I want to talk to Sara first, maybe we'll talk later." Mr. Francoise won me. His arms make the mark a sufficient angle
"How's your mother doing." This time he was wearing a dark, looking and rich high collar sweatshirt, was there a woman who could resist a combination like this.
"Good mom, she's back home."
"That's great, is your money enough to pay the bill."
"That's enough, thanks to you." She smiles. I only remember what Nicholai said, praise him for his kindness.
"That's nothing."
"Why are you being so nice to me. I didn't answer you?"
"I thought you needed help. You're financing your mother, it must be hard, I know what a ballerina's salary is."
"Just because of that."
"It's just because of that." I nodded small, he wanted to play the role of a hero, alright.
Nicholai said he made sure the medicine came in through the drink.
"Guarantee the cure is effective." He said it with complete confidence. "All you have to do is lure it."
And this dance is one way of fishing it. The dance floor full of people is now turning into music slowly. Let's just say it's a fun job for 40,000 bucks for Mom. My mind makes its own affirmation.
"Did I remind you of someone?"
"No."
"I think you're nice to me because I remind you of your ex-boyfriend." He's laughing a little.
"No, just I know you do need money for your mom, you're a good kid. That's it."
"You didn't go with Maureen."
"No, you want me to go with him." He raised his eyebrows.
"Not really."
"So maybe don't talk about him anymore." I smile. Does the drug really work? He wanted to shorten this. "What are you doing, you're teasing me, you know what's the risk of teasing me?" Hugged his hand tighter, though,
"Am I your type?"
"Maybe."
"I don't want to get involved with you, you look complicated, but let's just say I'm looking for a way to thank you. I was actually looking for a loan at the time."
"I told you I wasn't expecting a payday."
"I just want to do something for your good. I like you anyway."
"You like me, but you don't want to get involved with me."
"No, being involved with you means wishing for you. I don't want to wish for someone like you." He looked at me with a small smile on his lips.