Tomorrows a Brand New Day (Alisha)

[*alishariley]

She was very surprised for some reason, but she didn't really care. She bowed and slowly moved off the stage a soft blush gracing her features as she moved back to the bar. She sat down and looked up at Victor and smiled.

There was something about him, that just made him.. nice to be around. She laughed softly and took a sip of her still cold drink and waited for him to come back. She was still very shy for some reason and her face was still flushed slightly as she looked around at everyone. They were all talking about something, she read some of their mouths. 'That girl was amazing!' and other things like that.

She smiled over at him and motioned for him to come back over to the bar so they could chit chat. She knew he was attractive, but never judge a book by its cover right? So she wasn't she was gonna get to know this handsome devil and get to know him well. She wondered if he was even available for dating or anything. Though she didn't believe she was ready for a relationship, she couldn't help but feel attracted to the man who stood before her.

She felt the last of her drink flow down her slightly soar throat. She noticed that after not singing for a while, then being nervous once she sang again, did a number on her throat. The liquor stung as it reached the bottom of her throat and disappeared. She smiled and chewed on an ice cube letting the icy water flow down her throat after cooling the searing pain down. So what was she going to do with this up coming situation with Victor? She needed to think on it before she made anything to complete.

[sorry the post was so lame.. i dont have a lot of muse and i posted after what happened in the chat box..]

[Victor Ambrose]

He put his instrument away, and turned off the machine.
'Well, that was a rush, and thank God she didn't empty the place. My pay check couldn't withstand another bad singer.
He made his way back to the bar, got her a water bottle, and gave it to her.
"You earned it. And don't worry. This one comes with the offer. You sing, and you get up to $100 worth of stuff from this place. It's not a lot, but it's better than nothing."
He then grabbed water bottles for the rest of the group, and when each one got one, he got one for himself.
"Where did you learn to sing like that? That was amazing. It's been a while since I actually got to hear the voice of a REAL singer."
It's true. Most people don't like to sing up, ad when they do, they usually don't have the voice to sing, or have a voice, but it's premature and very unchanneled. Her though... she had the voice, the style, and the ability to make the place come to life after so many have failed. It was a breath of fresh air, and it felt good to see all the people finally talking and acting like they are having a good time. A lot of them were talking about Alisha. They seem to have liked her singing.

[*alishariley]

He was asking questions and giving her compliments all she could do was smiled. Not only did the audience love her voice but Victor did to. Now that she knew she could actually be something, just by this performance she felt good. She looked up at Victor as she took a sip of the water and let the cooling liquid flow down her dry throat.

Before she answered any of his questions she wanted to know something. "Before I answer anything, you have to answer a question of mine. -she trailed off for a second then looked up at him again- Where did you learn to play the guitar so beautifully? I almost forgot to start singing because I was only paying attention for your playing."

She couldn't help but smile at him warmly, she really did love the way he played. It was amazing in her eyes and she was pretty sure no one criticized him on his playing. After asking her question she looked around for a quick second and took another sip of her water. "Well.. I just taught myself really. I mean I had a little help from this one friend I knew, but other than that nothing. I did all this on my own and I haven't been getting to far, but I'm an heiress and I have all the money I could ever need. I feel weird saying that, but its not that I truly want all the money it was giving to me.. and I'm not spoiled." She just didn't want him to think she was one of those noisy, bossy and annoying heiresses that acted stupid all the time.

[Victor Ambrose]

"Before I answer anything, you have to answer a question of mine. Where did you learn to play the guitar so beautifully? I almost forgot to start singing because I was only paying attention for your playing."

"I taught myself when I was at home and learned from my teacher at school. Ir's really nothing so great. I prefer making songs than playing covers, but it's a living. Since the machine doesn't work anymore thanks to an idiot for spilling a drink on it."
He shook his head at the memory. Dumb ass. But he had to thank that dumb ass. He bumped up his salary... by a little bit.

"Well.. I just taught myself really. I mean I had a little help from this one friend I knew, but other than that nothing. I did all this on my own and I haven't been getting to far, but I'm an heiress and I have all the money I could ever need. I feel weird saying that, but its not that I truly want all the money it was giving to me.. and I'm not spoiled."

"Heiress to what?"
He felt a little interested, but he really didn't like people with a lot of money. People who have "Money" have gotten him nothing but trouble with a capital T.... along with capital ROUBLE. But he would give her a chance. He wasn't one to judge people, and he wasn't going to start now. It wouldn't be like him, and he wouldn't ever forgive himself for doing so... especially not to her. She practically saved his job right now.

[*alishariley]

She looked at him and then sighed. "The family that I had, though I don't really call them a family. They well were really really wealthy, so in a way I'm like Paris Hilton. The major difference between her and I, is I'm not stupid nor am I a slut and I don't flaunt my money, I give about 10,000 dollars to a different charity each year. Not only that but I'm keeping my sister on life support. If she lives, she ends up with all the money so that shows I'm not greedy." She couldn't believe that she was just opening herself up that quickly, but there really wasn't anything she could do about it, right?

She smiled at Victor and then looked around. "What do you do besides work the bar all night?" She had to wonder about that, since this was the first time meeting him and the first time getting to know him. "If it dies down and such, maybe was can go out for a snack walk or something." [snack walking meaning going down to the gas station and getting munchies.] She smiled at the handsome man that stood in front of her and couldn't help but think, that he could be a nice friend or more. Alisha wasn't the type to run into a relationship, but she could see herself with someone like Victor, they had the same type of fire burning with in them.

She giggled and then looked to the stage remembering what she had just accomplished. "Thank you again, for coning me into singing. Well maybe not con but close enough. I really really enjoyed it, so thanks." She really didn't know what to say to Victor, he was a rebel/trouble maker and she found that kind of sexy, but for right now she just wanted to know more about him. "So tell me more about yourself Christian, I'd really like to get to know you. Maybe we can become friends." She spoke softly taking another sip of her water, it felt so soothing to her still dry throat.

She watched as some people just laughed and gossiped or complained about their wives, while others were starting to get up and walk out of the bar, since they were done with their drinks and didn't want anymore. "This ain't a bad bar, you could do a little remodeling and decorating and you could make it a really nice looking place. Even girls would come around, maybe get a nice little dance floor so people could dance?" She shrugged and finally looked back at Victor and smiled once again, the light hitting her eyes perfectly so they gleamed for a second. "But it's only a suggestion." Once more she placed the bottle to her lips and took another sip of her drink. Victor was a sweet guy if he wanted to be, but he also seemed like the guy who could be a real hard ass, which just made him all the more interesting.

[Victor Ambrose]

"The family that I had, though I don't really call them a family. They well were really really wealthy, so in a way I'm like Paris Hilton. The major difference between her and I, is I'm not stupid nor am I a slut and I don't flaunt my money, I give about 10,000 dollars to a different charity each year. Not only that but I'm keeping my sister on life support. If she lives, she ends up with all the money so that shows I'm not greedy."
”Haha! I wouldn’t have thought you were either greedy or like Paris Hilton… and that is probably the best way to use your money. Charity and community service that is. In any case, I hope it all works out for you.”

"What do you do besides work the bar all night?"
“I go to college, and then hit the gym. Other than that, I don’t do anything else because that is most of my day right there.”

"If it dies down and such, maybe was can go out for a snack walk or something."
”Sure. I’ll see what I can do about that. It really depends on my boss.”

"So tell me more about yourself Christian, I'd really like to get to know you. Maybe we can become friends."
”I’d like to talk about me, but here isn’t the best place for that.”

"This ain't a bad bar, you could do a little remodeling and decorating and you could make it a really nice looking place. Even girls would come around, maybe get a nice little dance floor so people could dance?...But it's only a suggestion."
”I like it here. It’s a place where people can come and relax. It’s small and cozy, yet big enough to help everyone with anything they need. It’s a home away from home. We were actually thinking of setting up a dance floor, but with the way the budget is and the way it has been going lately with the number of clients…it may never happen.”

He decided to make himself a drink. He usually never drinks alcohol, but he felt like he could use one… badly.

[*alishariley]

God did Alisha feel bad. She had just completely overloaded this guy with questions. She blushed and then placed her hand to her forehead. "I'm so sorry, I'm just curious. Sometimes too curious for my own good."

She sighed and took the last sip of her water and smiled up at him. "Thank you for everything and I can't wait here until you talk to your boss, there's no rush I haven't got a thing to do." She then once again looked around, she could give the bar some money, to get it back on its feet.

She smiled and looked around and then moved somethings around in her purse. Alisha smiled when she opened her check book and started flipping through somethings. Once she got to a blank check she smiled even more and started filling things out; ten thousand dollars she wrote on the check and giggled.

She then slapped it down on the counter and smirked up at Victor. "I reckon that'll help you out. Plus we'll just say its for helping me gain my confidence back." She smiled up at Victor and winked and then put everything back in her purse. She just loved doing things like that, it made her smile.

[Victor Ambrose]

"I'm so sorry, I'm just curious. Sometimes too curious for my own good."
"Haha! It's okay. Really. I'm fine. As long as my head didn't implode, you know you are okay."

"Thank you for everything and I can't wait here until you talk to your boss, there's no rush I haven't got a thing to do."
"Don't mention it. It's really not a big deal. My shift is almost over anyway. Besides, my boss is going to show up when the shift change happens. He likes to inspect every major event. So if you wait about ten minutes, then everything will be okay."

"I reckon that'll help you out. Plus we'll just say its for helping me gain my confidence back."[/i]
"As much as I want to reject this check, my boss will kill me, so I will have to accept it graciously and bow in respect to you. It's not that I don't want the money. I just think you can use this money for a better cause, but thank you so much. I will be sure to have the dance floor have your name on it.

He couldn't help but wonder why this girl was doing all this.

When his boss came in, he signaled him that he was going to split...

[*alishariley]

She smiled, she was glad she could help out her new acquaintance. She rubbed her head softly and smiled just waiting on Victor's boss to come in. She watched the people in the bar gossip and do there thing, it was slowly becoming vacant, but she knew eventually more people would come. There were always people in bars, she knew that for a fact.

Finally she saw Victor motion to a guy who had just walked in and she figured that was his boss. He didn't look very boss like, but then who did look like such in a bar? She smiled at the man and picked up her purse and stood up, brushing off her clothing. She looked at Victor and then walked towards the door to wait for him.

She knew it probably needed to grab some stuff from the back or needed to check out and what not. She had never truly had a job in which she had to do such things, but she did have friends that had jobs that did do things like that.

She moved out of the bar and out towards her car, leaning against her door playing with her keys. She wondered if he was good with cars? She knew some about cars, but listening to a guy talk about a car like it was his lover was always amusing to her and she didn't know why.

Nothing only that but Alisha had to wonder where he lived. He seemed like a guy who would never live in a house but have an expensive apartment or something, but at the same time, it seemed his job wouldn't pay that much so he would live in a flat of some sort. Alisha wasn't quite sure, but maybe on this little get together she would find out.

[i'm sorry this was such a lame post.]

[Victor Ambrose]

He had signaled his boss for two reasons. One, he really had to leave because he was tired of pulling two double shifts in a row the two days before and wanted him to know that he wasn’t going to come tomorrow, and two, so he could clock out. Now, usually someone would get fired for saying he wasn’t going to come back tomorrow, but for Victor, it wasn’t going to be a problem, since he co-owned the bar with a friend of his. He just didn’t like being thought of as the boss, so he didn’t tell anyone he ran the bar side by side with his best friend and roommate (and now ex-roommate as this story takes place in the past.)

He knew he didn’t have to talk to Travis about any of this, but he wanted it to look official for the other employees… Travis knew that Victor cared, so he just played along. In reality they just talked about what they were going to do for the rest of the day.

If it wasn’t for the drama classes he took with Travis, they could have never pulled it off. No one ever found out that he owns part of the place. Victor wouldn’t mind running the place on his own, but the thing is that Victor didn’t want to get into the sketchy areas of whose bar is it and who takes care of what and shit like that. He decided that he only wanted to be talked to ONLY about decisions. He wanted to talk about those because those would affect everyone. Sure bills and shit were discusses, as well as every now and then Travis would take Victor and show him what to do when he Travis was gone for a week or more. It wasn’t that it was hard… It was pretty simple work to Victor… He would rather work with the staff and see what makes them tick. Feelings, wants, needs, benefits, etc. He was Travis’s eyes and ears, and because of that, most staff don’t leave… which makes their lives easier, because they know who is who and who is reliable and stuff.

After their little act, Victor turned around and waved to Travis as he walked out the door.

”You ready to go?”

[*alishariley]

She nodded to Victor and moved into her car and started the engine and waited for him to get into the car. She smiled and turned on the radio her favorite mix CD started playing, immediately. The first song that started to play was Hush Hush [remix] by The Pussycat Dolls. She laughed and looked at Victor, "You are stuck with me and my car music." She laughed and once he got his seat belt on, she peeled out of her parking spot and flew down the rode towards their destination.

She started singing to the lyrics and dancing in the car while driving, so she might have lied a little, the place was pretty far away, but she was going to give him a ride home so it was all fine. She laughed as she watched Victor changing a song to something more his style after her song was over. She just watched the rode and smiled, she loved driving, it gave her an amazing rush.

She let her eyes close for a mer second and then re opened them as she slowed the car down and made a turn, seemingly there was no one out. That made the ride all the more lovely, she rolled down the window and let her hair just flipped and whip around her face. Once against Alisha looked over to Victor and smiled, "So I'll give you a ride home after our little outing ok?" She spoke to him more like whether he wanted to or not she would take him home, but she made her statement a question just to make him feel more comfortable.

She laughed softly and turned one more corner as they now were cruising down a street mainly filled with bakeries, butcher shops and etc. She moved the car to a roll and then parallel parked in front of a nice quaint shop that looked like it had a bunch of little snacks that were fun to eat. She turned the car off and looked over at Victor, "Well we're herrre!"