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hadn‟t been
cooperating today. He said it looked fine but if she wasn‟t
happy about it they could do something.
“What? Was he a hair stylist too?” She thought.
He pulled out his cell phone and looked through the
directory. He selected a name and put the phone to his ear.
“Hi Sergio. Are you still at the store? Can you stay a
little longer? I have an emergency. Ok, thanks. I‟ll be there in
5 minutes. Ciao!” he said and he put the phone away.
Five minutes later they pulled up to a salon. He helped her
out of the car. Pain shooting through her legs the moment she
stood up. Sergio was waiting for them.
“I see what you mean” he said. Kim looked embarrassed.
“Don‟t worry” Sergio said, “We‟ll have this fixed in a
minute” as he led her to a chair.
Thirty minutes later and completely surrounded by mist from
aerosol cans he exclaimed to be done. He turned her to the
mirror and her hair looked perfect. She had only seen hairdos
like this on TV, it was fantastic. She thanked Sergio and he
kissed her hand.
“It was my pleasure” he said.
“Send me the bill“ Jake told him as they were about to
leave.
They got back in the car and he said “You look beautiful!”
She blushed. How did he do it? Every moment with him seemed
magical and the strangest things could happen. They drove to the
club and he parked across the street and they walked to the
entrance. There was a huge line. She was about to get in line as
he looked at her.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Isn‟t this the line?” she asked confused.
He motioned her to come and they walked past the line.
Halfway down the line she saw Megan. Megan was one of the few
that had made it in at school or at least claimed to have gotten
in. She bragged about it all the time. Megan noticed her and her
jaw dropped to the floor. Kim pretended not to notice. When they
got to the front of the line the bouncer moved towards them. She
startled. This was definitely the largest man she had ever seen
and there was no fat to be seen anywhere, he was all muscle. Not
someone you wanted to mess with. The large man extended his
hand and she didn‟t know if he was going to greet them or grab
them. He shook Jake‟s hand and said hi. They exchanged
pleasantries and 2 minutes later they were inside with the envy
of the line behind them piercing their backs. This guy could do
anything she thought. Jake led her to an empty table and ordered
some drinks, a whiskey on the rocks for him and an Appletini for
her.
“Is that ok?” he asked.
She nodded happily not to have to figure out herself what
she wanted to drink. The drinks came and she hesitantly took a
sip, it was very powerful and sour. She had never had anything
stronger then a glass of wine at a family event, but it was
good. She sipped every now and then and took in the atmosphere.
The place was packed, loud and everybody looked fabulous. It was
surreal. She never saw people walk around looking like this and
here everybody did. The interior was stylish and modern. It was
a little dark but the light from the dance floor was enough to
see in the bar area.
“Do you want to dance?” he asked.
She shook “Maybe later.”
She was happy to be sitting again and wondered how women
wore these all day looking at her shoes. They chatted and
kissed. Then after a while they danced a bit. He had asked again
at a slow song and she had jumped to that. That she could
survive. After the song they sat down again. Many times someone
would stop by to say hi to Jake. It seemed like he knew
everybody and everybody wanted to be his friend. They all
introduced themselves and made her feel right at home. How was
this possible? At school she couldn‟t get accepted in any of the
clicks made up of adolescent twerps and here she felt accepted
in between all these amazing people. As the night went on she
sipped slowly on her drinks and was starting to notice the
effects of the alcohol so she slowed down. They chatted a lot
and danced as much