Nikita
The air was silent and the seats were empty, it was hard to believe it had been the same room I had performed live on stage the other night.
I rolled my eyes at the thought of Belle's lies. They would never be careless enough to let the money they had worked so hard to earn, go to waste. It was such a stupid excuse and not even an i***t would fall for their pesty ways and lies.
"Hey you there, what are you doing in here?" A man with an accent I found hard to identify startled me and drew my attention to him. He was short and pot bellied, balding, and had lost two of his teeth.
"Um, I'm here to see the management?" I explained myself, walking towards him clutching my mini bag to my side in case he tried something funny.
"What management?" He snapped, a frown on his face while hi
