I had been woken up in the middle of the night by my father calling. He was more furious than I expected. He told me to sleep but I had better be ready to work a full day on Saturday rather than the half I was planning on.
After hanging up I rolled over, forgetting to set my alarm and went back to sleep.
I woke up to the annoying sound of the ring tone that was set for my father, it was the fourth time he had called today. "Oh no, I'm late!" I say jumping out of bed and answering my phone. "Daddy I know, I'm sorry.. I forgot to set my alarm." He was yelling but it was hard to figure out anything he was saying due to the sounds of cars and people around him downtown.
"You have no idea how sorry you are, just get your sorry behind to 14 Huntington Ave. and be ready to dance as if your life depended on it," was all I understood. I told him I would and hung up, taking a rushed shower and putting on a a red plaid skirt, white blouse, stockings, and heels. The typical "school girl" outfit. Before leaving I did my hair and make up, putt on a long black jacket and tied the belt around my waist. I slipped out of school and walked past the guard, I gave him my usual wink and blew him a kiss before he hit the button. The bus was ontime and dropped me off as it always did.
I made my way to the address and smiled. I loved to dance and I always got to keep my clothes on. It was meant for entertainment while parties, poker games, or businesses had their private special meetings. I was never touched, it was my father's only other rule, and for it I was thankful.
I had a nagging feeling in my stomach as I made my way to one of the hidden alleyways in the otherwise pristine area. I hesitated and looked around.. something wasn't right. I noticed a familiar figure in the near distance, "what's he doing here?" I asked myself, recognizing Prof. Rios' figure instantly. "He said if I ever needed help.. So here goes," I pause for a second before yelling, "Seņor Rios! Is that you?" I start jogging into the direction I thought I saw him.