The Rose

Dancebattle

Sarah

Let's get the party started. I was so ready for an evening with booze and dancing. Dancing being the main attraction. Lizze looked good. Her long blond hair was flowing down her back. She had put on one of her favourite dresses. A nice tight red one hugging her in all the right places, showing of her curves going just above her knees. As much as I love putting on a dress I couldn't tonight. I knew if I would be dancing all night long I would need to be waring pants, because when I first begin to move my body, it's very hard for me to stop. So tonight I was waring my grey skinny jeans and a black crop top with a diamond scull on the back. I took the easy way out when it comes to my hair. You can never go wrong with a nice ponytail.

When we arrived at the bar, the music blasting through the doors. Tonight was gonna be awesome, I could hardly stand still. My body has a mind of it's own and is already shaking to the rythm. We greet the bouncer and he ask us about our cabin number, which we thought was strange, however we told him anyway.

    - Cabin 309

    - Welcome miss Weston. We have arrange a booth for you and you friend.

He said without blinking and calling a waitress over for us. Lizzie looked at me.

    - Did you do this???

    - No! I thought you did

When we arrived at the private VIP booth, the waitress said there was a note on the table. We looked at eachother and raced towards the table. I got to it first.

    "Dear Elizabeth

A real vacation deserve a great beginning; so tonight is on me. Just say my name in the bar and I hope your evening will live up to your expectations.

Sincerly David Johnson"

Lizzie took the note from my hand and she couldn't stop smiling. I could see the love and admiration in her eyes, however I could also see a little sadness. I knew she have had a crush on someone for quite a while; I just didn't know it was her boss. Now I could better understand her hesitation about the notes. I have never seen her like that. She has always been a confident woman, who could make men do her biding. She knew how to use her body and mind and she took complete advantage of that. It was quite entertaining to watch actually. So it was a bit strange to see her like this. She seemed insecure and a little sad. I had to get her out of the funk. The waitress had put a tray with ten shots on our table. I took a quick shot before handeling her one.

    - Let's get this evening started in style. Thank you mister Johnson! 

Lizzie looked at me, smiled and we took the shots.

LIZZIE

When Sarah read the note I couldn't help but smile. Sarah thinks I have been having a little crush, but it is so much more then that. I have been in love with David for quite some time; since the moment he hired me I have had feelings for him. A whole year I have been stealing glancess at him. I always look foreward my lunchbreak, because he always seem to be in our breakroom, when I would enter. We would talk about everything and nothing. It was my favourite time of the day. But as much as I love him I can't do a damn thing, because he is my boss. Sarah breaks my trance, handing me a shot.

    - Let's get this evening started in style. Thank you mister Johnson!

 She said and we took the shots. OMG it burned, but in a good way. The waitress came back to take our orders. I could see that the music started to take control of Sarahs body. She looked good tonight. Her skinny jeans fitted her perfectly; she got a killer ass and her croptop made sure that everyone in the club could see her perfect sixpack and her rose tattoo. Men have been known to get jealous of her rockhard sixpack. And she worked hard for that body.

Sarah looked at me and I could see that i had lost her to the music.

    - Oh, go on Sarah.

She smiled and kissed my cheek and said.

    - You know when the dancebatttle begins...?

    - At the strike of Daddy Yankee, Con Calma

    - You know it!

She pointed at me and winked. I yelled after her

    - Prepare to lose little one!

She gave me the finger and I lost her in the crowd. I laughed and looked around. It seemed that more and more people were entering the club. I had to remember to say thank you to David for the booth. Without it we would defenently not have gotten a table or a place to stand. I finished my drink quickly needing the courage to text David. 

    "Dear mister Johnson, thank you so much for the upgrading of our cabin and for the VIP booth. You've went above and beyond; so thank you. I will see you in 3 weeks"

 I re-read the text multible time, contemplating if I should send it. I took a shot of courage and vodka and pushed send. I looked out on the dancefloor, trying to catch a glimpse of Sarah. I was ready to join her when a voice interupted me. 

    - Are you enjoying your vacation miss Weston? 

I could feel the blood flush to my cheeks and I let out a small chuckle. I turned around slowly not sure if I heard correctly. And there he was in all his glory

       - What are you doing here mr. Johnson

    - Well, you see miss Weston. I have been planning this trip for quite some time and...

I could hear Sarah screaming for me. David looked in her direction. I smiled

    - That's my friend Sarah I told you about

    - She's the single mother you always brag about, with the smooth dancemoves?

He asks. I look at him with an astomished look.

    - You listen to my stories?

    - Always, when it's you!

My heart skips a beat and I begin to stutter. Then all of a sudden

    - LIZZIE!!! DANCEBATTLE!!!! NOW!!!

I looked at David with a smile on my face. He looked confused.

    - Dancebattle??

    - Yeah, we do that a lot, hehe. And if I don't hurry I will automaticly forfeit and I never forfeit. Excuse me David. Thank you for the beautiful flowers.

I shout over my shoulder while running to the dancefloor. Time to win this dancebatlte.