A slow heavy beat starts to play. The lights dim, until only the mic is lit in a soft glow. Someone slips out from behind the curtains, slowly walking towards the mic stand. Everyone is silent as they slowly observe the singer calmly making their way towards the center.
Have you got color in your cheeks?
She starts to sing, grabbing onto the stand, while cupping the mic with one of her hands. Her voice is slow and sensual, dark hair blocking her face from view, but everyone is mystified.
Ever thought of calling when you've had a few?
She peaks up at the crowd now, standing straight and singing. Slowly she gets comfortable on stage, starts to sing confidently.
So have you got the guts?
Been wondering if your hearts still open and if so I wanna know
what time it shuts.
She starts to sensually move her hips, dancing with the mic stand and making eye contact with the crowd.
Crawling back to you.
Here she locks eyes with a green eyed blonde sitting in the back. The words resonate through the two of them, before she moves on breaking the eye contact and calmly sashaying down the stage.
Do you want me crawling back to you?
The music ends on a high guitar note and the stage goes black. The lights don't get brighter though, only the crowd slowly starts to thin. The blond stays rooted to his chair.
The music starts again, a peppy beat plays and the stage lights up brighter than before. The singer's back faces the crowd when lyrics are sung.
Caffeine, small talk, wait out the plastic weather.
She swings her hips with a different energy, this time expressing happiness, before jumping forward to face the smaller crowd.
You know I talk too much!
The brunets hair flips forward as she dances with the mic in hand. She's smiling openly now letting the beat flow through her. Jumping and dancing around the stage energetically letting the music carry her.
Silence is golden, but you've got my hopes up.
Her she suddenly freezes, once again locking eyes with the blond. There are unanswered question in both of their eyes and the man looks to stand, but the brunet's eyes dart away going back to singing the song and entertaining the others.
You know I talk too much.
Honey come put your lips on mine.
She teases the crowd dancing and laughing, enjoying the energy flowing through her while singing, trying to ignore the feelings slowly coming to the surface.
When the song ends, the lights go out once more. Again people go, leaving only the blond and the brunet, hidden on stage.
The music starts out slow once again, but the lights stay dark, hiding the singer in shadows. Still you can see her silhouette near the mic stand.
Hold on, what's the rush, what's the rush, well?
Her voice cheery for the last song now sounds remorseful, almost pleading.
Hold on, I'll be here when it's all done you know.
As the song continues she edges off the stage carefully making her way towards the sole occupant of the room.
You know I'm gonna find a way to let you have your way with me.
She sings behind the blond, moving to stay out of sight each time he turns his head. When he tries to stand and turn to catch the singer she disappears into the darkness behind him.
And if I was running, You'd be the one who I would be running to.
And if I was crying, You would be lining the cloud that would pull me through.
And if I was scared, Then I would be glad to tell you and walk away.
Suddenly she's back on stage and the lights burn just a tad brighter. He can now see her eyes again, slowly filling with tears as they gaze at each other. There is no dancing in this song, instead she tries to convey her emotions to him. Her eyes burn fierce for a moment pleading with him, but it only lasts just a moment.
I am just trying to find my way to you.
The singer wraps her arms around herself dropping her mic, but still singing strongly despite the tears running down her face.
You know I'm gonna find a way to let you have your way with me.
She finishes the song with a melancholy smile before slowly fading into the darkness, leaving the blond alone to his thoughts.
