Four minutes till action and I can feel the bile rising in my throat. The acid scorching my my throat, making breathing more than a chore.My body is in limpo as every inch of my muscles twitch in anticipation as my body is immobile. My short breaths are helping the adrenaline courses through my body faster. My eyes are going blurry from lack of blinking. I can smell the crisp air on my face, thats just cool enough to keep an igloo fresh. The humm of the air conditioner above is the only thing singing right now..Its song is the only thing to ease my aching bones that have been here too long. The air is too cold, but by minute two it 'll disappear and the real fun will begin. All I can do is wait.
Three minutes till action and I don 't think …show more content…
Sweat starts to shine on my forehead and my body starts to warm. The air the keep my body frozen and alert, now has walked out of my life to tell me it 's almost time. My breath is slowing to the pace of the atmosphere around me. The same faces that smiled and laugh are gone. Faces of different types all have the same look of glazed anticipation as the look at me. I don 't need to say any speeches or give out any smiles of encouragement, because they all know the same thing as me. This is our moment.
One minute till action and the music starts playing. It 's the same song we 've heard over and over again. The curtain hasn 't budged yet, but jasmine Scott is no more. My name is Reno Sweeney and I am a nightclub singer/evangelist. My southern drawl and my beautiful asset, keep a pep in my step and men at my feet. I fake sing the intro like I 'm practicing at my nightclub and I start swinging my hips.
As the music gets more intense , I let the smile everyone has been waiting to see burst free. The youthful naive eyes are gone, replace by the eyes of a women many years older, with experience. She is everything I 'm not and as I feel her bringing herself to the light , I start to subside. My muscle, mind, and essence are no longer my own. Every doubt is gone, every memory of mine is no longer existant.
Zero minutes till show time and the curtains rise. It 's show
Three minutes till action and I don 't think …show more content…
Sweat starts to shine on my forehead and my body starts to warm. The air the keep my body frozen and alert, now has walked out of my life to tell me it 's almost time. My breath is slowing to the pace of the atmosphere around me. The same faces that smiled and laugh are gone. Faces of different types all have the same look of glazed anticipation as the look at me. I don 't need to say any speeches or give out any smiles of encouragement, because they all know the same thing as me. This is our moment.
One minute till action and the music starts playing. It 's the same song we 've heard over and over again. The curtain hasn 't budged yet, but jasmine Scott is no more. My name is Reno Sweeney and I am a nightclub singer/evangelist. My southern drawl and my beautiful asset, keep a pep in my step and men at my feet. I fake sing the intro like I 'm practicing at my nightclub and I start swinging my hips.
As the music gets more intense , I let the smile everyone has been waiting to see burst free. The youthful naive eyes are gone, replace by the eyes of a women many years older, with experience. She is everything I 'm not and as I feel her bringing herself to the light , I start to subside. My muscle, mind, and essence are no longer my own. Every doubt is gone, every memory of mine is no longer existant.
Zero minutes till show time and the curtains rise. It 's show