"Let me get this straight, so you are going to go to the bar and change his mind?" Amy asks me as she stares at me while I look for something to wear in my closet.
"Yes, that 's what my plan is." I tell her unbraiding my hair and grabbing my towel and shower caddy; I need to shower and doll-up.
"Well then you should wear that black dress." She points at one of the discharged dresses on my bed.
I grab it and look at it; I need something that will say I mean business. I step in front of the mirror and look at myself-- yes this dress is perfect. "You are right this is the one! He can 't say no to me while wearing this one."
Amy rolls her eyes and reaches for her headphones. "If you say so."
I ignore her sassy remark and head to the bathroom. …show more content…
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The Bemelmans Bar is everything I envisioned it would be; Booths are placed all around the room with small tables and the decor is different-- To what you would see in a normal bar. To the left there is a man playing the piano. He is extremely good at it. I observe him playing for a while until I remember why I am actually here.
I gaze around the room, hoping to see Mr. Hemmings when I don 't, I start to panic. Mrs. Williams said he would be here. I take a seat in the back corner and keep a good eye for him.
"Can I get you something to drink?" A tall man who I assume is the waiter asks me getting my attention.
"Just a diet coke please." I tell him and he smiles at me.
"sure no problem coming right up." He begins to walk away, but I stop …show more content…
Hem-"
"Don 't, I am not giving you another chance." He interrupted me, he grabs his glass and takes a drink.
"I think-"
He stops me again, "No."
I am irritated now, he won 't even let me explain myself, can he be more of a jerk. I roll my eyes and attempt to calm myself down. I need him to give me a chance not to hate me more.
"My partner and I, we had a rough morning, but if you give us another chance, I promise you wont regret it."
"As I said Miss. Collins. I do not do second chances. If you two were as good as you are trying to tell me, then you wouldn 't need a second chance." He rudely tells me and I fight the urge to scream at him.
"As I said we had a rough morning and we can definitely do better than that."
Mr. Hemmings, stands up and grabs his wallet out of his jeans. Placing a bill on the counter. "You must be used to getting everything you want Miss Collins, but real life does not work that way. There is a lot of dancers who are ten times more committed and ready. Why should they lose their spot because you had a rough morning." He grabs his jacket from the seat beside him. "Maybe next year." With that he walks away leaving me boiling with
"Yes, that 's what my plan is." I tell her unbraiding my hair and grabbing my towel and shower caddy; I need to shower and doll-up.
"Well then you should wear that black dress." She points at one of the discharged dresses on my bed.
I grab it and look at it; I need something that will say I mean business. I step in front of the mirror and look at myself-- yes this dress is perfect. "You are right this is the one! He can 't say no to me while wearing this one."
Amy rolls her eyes and reaches for her headphones. "If you say so."
I ignore her sassy remark and head to the bathroom. …show more content…
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The Bemelmans Bar is everything I envisioned it would be; Booths are placed all around the room with small tables and the decor is different-- To what you would see in a normal bar. To the left there is a man playing the piano. He is extremely good at it. I observe him playing for a while until I remember why I am actually here.
I gaze around the room, hoping to see Mr. Hemmings when I don 't, I start to panic. Mrs. Williams said he would be here. I take a seat in the back corner and keep a good eye for him.
"Can I get you something to drink?" A tall man who I assume is the waiter asks me getting my attention.
"Just a diet coke please." I tell him and he smiles at me.
"sure no problem coming right up." He begins to walk away, but I stop …show more content…
Hem-"
"Don 't, I am not giving you another chance." He interrupted me, he grabs his glass and takes a drink.
"I think-"
He stops me again, "No."
I am irritated now, he won 't even let me explain myself, can he be more of a jerk. I roll my eyes and attempt to calm myself down. I need him to give me a chance not to hate me more.
"My partner and I, we had a rough morning, but if you give us another chance, I promise you wont regret it."
"As I said Miss. Collins. I do not do second chances. If you two were as good as you are trying to tell me, then you wouldn 't need a second chance." He rudely tells me and I fight the urge to scream at him.
"As I said we had a rough morning and we can definitely do better than that."
Mr. Hemmings, stands up and grabs his wallet out of his jeans. Placing a bill on the counter. "You must be used to getting everything you want Miss Collins, but real life does not work that way. There is a lot of dancers who are ten times more committed and ready. Why should they lose their spot because you had a rough morning." He grabs his jacket from the seat beside him. "Maybe next year." With that he walks away leaving me boiling with