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Going through, we’d been shown to our own box. There was a large booth set up, all black. Red neon lights were under the booth and the middle was open. There was no table. Leading off from our private booth was a walkway that led down to the main dance floor, and set above everyone was the DJ. Same lighting coming from his booth. Red neon under his booth setup and around his stage. A grandiose disco ball hovered over him, and there was another, even larger one over the entire dance floor.
That’s when I saw the people on the floor. They were in every color imaginable. Hot pink, purple. Flashing colors. Neon yellow, green. Everything neon. A few people were covered in body paint that was illuminated by the black light.
I was not normally a dancing person, but seeing that crowd made me want to get lost in them. I was hungry for it, and ignoring the reason we were here, I grabbed Matt’s hand. “Come on!”
He frowned, stepping close so Fitz and the others couldn’t hear. “I thought you wanted to talk or something?”
I moved so I could speak in his ear. “I do, but right now I want to dance. Let’s dance!” I squeezed his hand, and pulling back, studying me, he gave a tight nod.
We finished our drinks and ordered another round right away. Once we got those in hand, we tossed them back and headed down. Matt led the way.
Fitz followed, standing at the edge of the crowd. I expected him or the others to pull us back, to not let us mingle with the regular crowd, but they held off. One stayed at the walkway leading to our booth. The other positioned himself at the other side of the dance floor. All three kept us in their line of sight.
Once we got onto the floor, something came over me.
I’d never felt it before.
It was cliché. It was campy. It was phenomenal.
It was exactly what I needed.
The bass picked up. The tempo vibrated through the floors. The DJ hit the right notes, and the energy swept through everyone. The entire dance floor grew more frenzied, and Matt pushed us until we were in the middle. Once there, I didn’t stop to think.
I closed my eyes. I lifted my arms, and I began to sway to the music.
It hit me.
A moment built up.
Feeling unalive, vacant, dormant.
Then, suddenly, I wasn’t empty.
Something trickled back in, and I was desperate for more.
Hungry. Starving.
I wanted to feelmore, and I couldn’t get enough of it.
Right fucking now.
The music. The darkness. The anonymity. Being there and knowing there wasn’t a set of twenty eyes watching me, reporting on me. And that feeling—I craved it.
I grew frenzied for that feeling, and then there was a shift in the music. A sudden interruption. The bass was goingboom,boom,boom. Pause. The break, and the music came back, but at a different pace, and suddenly it wasboom,boom,boom!
And everyone wentnuts.
Boom!
I moved. I gyrated. I circled.
Boom!
My head was back. Arms above me.
Boom!
I was losing track of time.
