Money Can't Buy Everything

Chapter 8 Performance

---Derek's POV---

Josh and I walk across the street pretty quickly, getting into the line that there apparently is. I thought, since it was in the afternoon, that there wouldn't be many people there, but was I wrong. Which shows me that people like this theater and the cast because they show some good shows if they are this busy on a weekday afternoon like this.. It takes a little bit of waiting for the line to get through.. On to the next.. getting closer.

We finally got to the front of the line as I handed the guy a couple of my tickets for us to enter. He rips off part of it and handing the rest back to me as we nod and move on into the huge building, shoving those tickets into my pocket as we walk in..

We step foot into this magnificent building and it's a complete understatement when I say this place is astonishing on a whole new level. Even with the vaulted ceilings, there is velvet everywhere in all shades of dark green and burgundy with gold trimming.

It has such an elegant look but this really is everything you would think of when imagining a theatre. The overwhelming smells of popcorn and butter take me back to the times I went to the theatre to hang out with friends when I was younger. I haven't done this in forever and was already enjoying it before the show had even started.. This whole scene is just causing me to reminisce and I'm having so much fun with those thoughts alone. But since I just ate, I'm not hungry for a snack, at least yet.. but I might have to make room or eat some, just for old time's sake.

When we get to the theatre entrance, we are handed a little pamphlet that has the names of everyone that has to do with the performance and it even shows it should be about 3 hours long.. which might seem long to some, but I'm just happy I at least have a time frame now. I show it to Josh as he nods in understanding and finds us a seat towards the middle of the theatre.

It's easy to find us two seats next to each other before we decide officially where to settle into our spots, just enjoying the view that the dimmed lights are showing us from all around.

When we enter the inside of this theater, it automatically takes you away from the outside sounds, almost making it feel as if we have been transported to another dimension.

"Wow, this place is something special, huh?" Josh asks me as I smile and nod, just staring in awe at our surroundings. There are the drama masks showing happy, sad, mad, and so on just covering the walls.. The velvet curtains that seem to be everywhere, look beautiful but heavy. I noticed the seats around us slowly fill up, one after the next, knowing the show should start soon enough.

After a little while, I see the lights dimming slowly until it's completely dark all around us.. except for the lights on each side of the walkway, for safety showing us the way out if need be.

My gaze is pin pointed at the center of the stage as we see a spotlight shooting around the room. From one side to the next until it abruptly stops on the center stage. The music sounding of Latin descent, beats through the room as the curtains slowly open up, exposing a stage prop of a Latin-looking city buildings, giving it that atmosphere.

The girl who likes Josh, pops out into the light singing outloud, quickly projecting to fill the room with her beautiful vocals. She spins and dances around the 'buildings' that are propped up.

Behind her pops out the man who is Missy's ex and the woman he had wrapped around him yesterday.. They are prancing around the room telling the story, catching everyone up in the background of the main characters. They almost banter in their music stories.. back and forth, showing that they have a special relationship even in the play.

Out next comes the douchbag that threatened me to stay away. I roll my eyes subconsciously at him as I watched him quickly dance across the room, actually looking masculine with his soothing baritone of a voice. I hate that he actually is good at this because I was hoping he sucked, so I had something to hold against him.. but apparently not.

Another woman and man come out singing and dancing, adding to the story and chemistry involved with all of the characters, but still no Missy yet.. I wonder if she does only have a small part, so I won't be able to see her often in this or what.

My eyes are panning across the room, loving the upbeat, fun, harmonious music filling the area. They sing in harmony as the lights quickly pan away from the group of people and to the ceiling. The music and the singing stop without missing a beat, making the room completely quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

A songbird of a voice can be heard before even being seen.. What it's coming from, I cannot be sure just yet, but I have an assumption that we will soon see if I'm correct about... A sheet can be seen inching down from the celing with a foot wrapped into it.. until I see an exposed calf, then next to a thigh. The beautiful body frame of Missy looks as if she is swinging on the cloth as the singing continues.. Missy is completely exposed, hanging from something as thin as a sheet looking absolutely elegant.

The music starts up again as she lets go spinning down the sheet before quickly grabbing it once more, slowly spinning as she continues to sing. The men start to join in as she lets go with her hands but hangs on by her legs.. She reaches under her, almost doing a backwards cartwheel, grabbing on tight with her hands again.

She looks as if she is an angel coming from the heavens with her angelic tone and awe-inspiring, extraordinary movements.. She swings her legs around and around until she can spin once more before letting go again and catching herself at the bottom, swinging back and forth, showing how much she has really worked on this routine.

She starts singing once more as the guy I hate gets to her side in no time at all, picking her up out of the swinging sheet, as he places her onto her feet, spinning her out as all the people join in salsa dancing around the room.

I can't help but hate the sight of his arms wrapped around her, but she looks too amazing in her sparkling green halter-top dress that's short and has a slit up the side showing most of her thigh, to even remotely be mad about this.. I love this costume on her. I bet it helps her to grip better with outfits like this.. except with her hair that's all the way down draping across her like a blanket, it might be in the way but looking absolutely beautiful. I can even see some sparkles or shimmering make-up on her face, making her eyes more enthralling than before.

They start switching partners, telling about their issues with the cast and it's beautiful. I'm honestly not following the story because I have been so distracted by just watching Missy.. but the dance moves are keeping me more pulled into this than I ever thought I would be. I'm genuinely enjoying this show and I will probably come back to watch it again just to get caught up.

I can't help the smile that has been plastered on my face as I watched this play continue on for another two and a half hours after that. I'm completely sucked into the story now that I have had more time to figure it out.. and all that comes with this fun play, just loving watching Missy up there.. the cast really knows how to work well together despite their dislike for each other and this is a result showing how hard they all worked and their love for the theatre. This was well worth the money and I can't help but be sad about the fact that the lights are coming up as I see all of them bow at the front. The curtains close in front of the cast as everyone stands to give them their ovation. The room erupts in loud clapping making my ears ring, but I don't mind one bit.

I leaned over to Josh. "I honestly liked that a lot. I need a cig and I'll be right back to find Missy and congratulate her." I tell him as he waves me off replying. "Sarah looked sexy as hell.. so I'm going to find her and do something with that sexy outfit before she has to take it off." He states to me making me roll my eyes before I quickly respond.

"Ok since we brought our separate vehicles this time.. I'll see you later then.. don't have too much fun." I say punching his shoulder playfully as his smile gets bigger before he walks away.

I looked around not seeing Missy at all as I made my way through the theatre. I go to the side of the building and into the alleyway where it's nice and dark so no one will know I'm out here smoking weed. Josh doesn't even like that I smoke it, but he doesn't mind that I smoke cigarettes surprisingly.. So that's why I told him I needed a cig.. but he doesn't know that I had brought a joint with me.

I bring out the joint, putting it between my lips before taking my lighter out of my pocket. I cover the tip of the joint with one hand to make sure I can light it since it's now protected from the wind. I flick the lighter to get a flame blazing, but only a little spark comes out. I groan out in frustration as I flick it over and over again but no flame appears from it, just sparks.. meaning it's empty, so I need another lighter which is in my motorcycle.

I let out a deep breath as I take a couple steps, before someone turns the corner and running straight into my chest. I jumped and instantly started apologizing, but so does she, since we both obviously didn't mean to collide. I hold her by the arms to steady her as holds my sides, doing just the same.

"Derek? What are you doing out here?" Missy asked, causing a smile and chuckle to emerge. "Missy? What a pleasant suprise.. wait what are you doing here?" I asked her as my eyes panned over her still in that sexy costume.

"Um.. I just.. uh.. ok, don't hate me.. but I'm here to smoke some m*******a secretly.. It helps calm my mind and body while helping me eat and sleep.." She says, sounding so guilty as she shows me the joint she brought out. I chuckle getting her attention, since she now has a look of confusion apparent across her face.

"I'm here to do the same thing.. but my lighter is out." I explained to her so she doesn't feel bad anymore about the same thing we share suprisingly.