The dancer

The show

Chapter 2

Edwin POV

I watched the poor girl walked out of the stage, I recognized her to the girl that made jayden angry last week Tuesday when she stepped on his shoe, What ordacity does she even have to apply for his context?

Jayden who had just watched the poor girl left turned angrily to David; his manager and said; “If not because you have being with me for years, I would have ordered that you should be fired.”

“jayden! be calm.” David said and walked to him.

He does not look scared at all.

“The next context is holding in two weeks time, we did not have time at all… Are you interested in her skill or her status?” David asked.

“Organize another contest immediately.’ Jayden said and went to sit.

He rested his head on his palm.

” No.” David answered and went to sit beside him.

“I’m your manager and I know what is best for this band, organizing a contest will take another one week leaving you with one week, are you insinuating that a week is enough to practice with your dancer?” David asked.

“Brother, I think you should listen to Bob. We need her skills not her status…it’s too late to organize another context!” Earl, the most gentle amidst us said.

“David, Organize another contest.” Jayden insisted.

“Fine, if it’s what you want!” David said an walked out.

Those present with me knew better not to utter a word.

A week later, we were in the same hall sitting as the judge for another dance context.

Many ladies participated but Jayden didn’t like any of their dancing skills.

After the contest was over, he lowered his head sadly to the desk.

“jayden, we have six days left after today, should we still let Alma out of this?” David asked.

Jayden raised his head after a while and said; “I can’t have anything to do with poor people, is that too hard to understand?

Jayden walked out and we followed him.

Two days to the final context, Jayden hasn’t got a dancer still.

jayden was at the sitting room staring at the television that was displaying the video song of one of his songs that he would be performing in two days time.

Earl, Elmer, Harold and I walked to join him at the living room

Before we could even talk, jayden said; ” I don’t want to believe David has sent you to try to convince me about that poor girl?” He threw the question up in the air for all of us.

“Not at all.” Earl answered. “jayden we only want to know how we would be performing without a dancer in the next two days, don’t you think no matter how best we sing, we still wouldn’t win.”

“If I did not win…it will hurt but I love that compared to performing with that poor girl.” Jayden said adamantly.

“Fine.” Earl stood. “I hope you also know that if we lose this time, our fan base will keep decreasing and the bands in our favour will start switching to our competitor.”

We all walked away from him.

It was finally the day of the context, our competitor; Stanley and his beautiful bands had already performed and they were leading all other bands with 40 points.”

We were the last band to perform.

Jayden held the microphone and began to sing, while we parted the songs, few minutes into our performance, a female dancer suddenly joined us and began to dance perfectly to our song.

The cheers amidst the crowd increased, Jayden was stunned at the increase in the shouts of crowds in our support, Jayden turned at the same time I turn to see who the strange dancer was.

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Behold, it was Alma.

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Alma.

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I felt the gaze on everyone on me, including Jayden and his brothers, after dancing with them for a while, I stylishly dissapeared to the backstage.

I hurriedly went to a room that I had changed into a very beautiful and exorbitant dress to perform, I changed back into my casual dress and ran out.

The dress was not mine and I hope that the owner would not hunt me , I stepped down hurriedly and as I hurry, I collapsed into someone.

His beautiful scents covered me and before I could see who he was, he spoke softly; “Be careful, miss.”

I raised my head and was surprised to see Stanley. He was the one that was suppose to lead tonight’s show, he might lead though cause I do not know if my little performance if clifford and with band will make them win.

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“I’m sorry.” I apologized for the way I collided at him and ran away from the vicinity of the building.

“Job done.” I typed those words and sent it to Jennifer.

She had encouraged me to dare it. Though I was scared of the aftermath but… I just have to find a way of telling the world I have a very good dancing skill.

I took a cab home and I saw Jennifer already standing at the entrance, she ran to me and we hugged.

“You did it!” She screamed. “I can’t believe it.”

“I can not believe it too but I did it.” I said and we hugged again.

“What did you think Jayden will think about me?” I asked her.

“Hum…it depends, if he wins Stanley, he will start realizing that he is dependent on you, if he lose….I don’t know what he may do.” She answered and I nodded.

“We’ll see in school tomorrow.” She said.

“Sure.” I replied.

She smiled broader and left.

I sighed and twisted the knob of the door, I walked in.

I saw my mom drinking pap and my mood turned into a sad one.

I walked to her and sat before her.

“Mom, didn’t dad come home with any money today?” I asked.

“Just work hard and become somebody, it seems as if your dad and I are cursed with poverty.” She said indifferently and continued drinking her pap.

“Mom, I wish there is a way I can help…” I said.

“Have you eaten?” She asked.

“No…but I’ll take noodles at night.” I answered.

“You see that, how can my daughter not eat breakfast, not eat lunch even the dinner you are planning to eat at night is just one noodle…God!” My mom said and the spoon she was using to eat fell from her hand.

She commenced crying bitterly.

I lowered my head sadly and raised it back, my dad walked in at that moment.

He stood akimbo with a very sad and stressed look.

“I worked hard today but…I could only come back with $15…it was said that we would be paid at the end of the month.” My dad said bitterly.

The $15 is not even enough for us to eat for a day.

He went to sit beside my mom and could not do anything but watch her sob.

My dad who has been trying to be strong, brought out the $15 he came back with and dropped it on the table.

Tears streamed gently from his face too, he didn’t make any sound just that his mouth was shaking.

My dad stood and said; “You can take this $15 and use it to eat, I’ll starve this night.” My dad said and turned in a bit to start walking to his room.

“But dad… you haven’t eaten anything today, you can use it to buy food, I’ll be fine.” I said.

“No, you haven’t even eaten anything since morning. Use it please.” He walked away.

i lowered my head and cried too, I was experiencing teir one poverty. I do hope I get out of these soon.