Answering his question, I said, “I don’t know what’s up. I don’t live down here anymore, remember? So, what do you have in mind for today?”
“You remember those chicks we met playing basketball at the park on Monday? We could call them up and see if they want to hang out tonight.”
“Sounds good. There was this chick at my new school I was planning to hook up with, but she was so clingy I had to ditch her ass last night.”
“Cool, I’ll call them and see what’s up.” Dante pulled out his cell and whined, “Damn, I just got a text from my cuz. Forgot I promised him I’d come check out his crew tonight.”
“Taye? That’s okay, we can just take the girls with us.”
*****
We had to park a few blocks away from the club and walk. We’d picked up Nina and Skylar, the girls we’d met on Monday, at Nina’s house and I was pumped to be out in the city on a Saturday night. These ladies were hot and I could tell they’d got all done up for us. The effort was much appreciated. It seemed as though we’d already paired off. Dante was walking up ahead with Nina while I walked with my arm around Skylar. The skirt Skylar wore was so short her ass was almost hanging out and I looked forward to pulling it up later tonight and sinking in.
Finally we reached the club where Dante’s cousin was performing with his crew tonight. I hadn’t seen his cousin, Taye, for months, but he was pretty cool so I didn’t mind coming along. Besides, he’d been bragging the last couple times I’d seen him about how awesome his crew had become. I was curious to find out if he’d been telling the truth.
We got our drink and dance on with the girls. Thankfully, they both had fake IDs, otherwise their asses would’ve been waiting in the car. After being there for an hour, the lights turned off and spotlights came on in the far corner of the club where there was a raised area of the floor. The crowd cheered and turned their attention that way, expecting to be entertained. Standing under the spotlights was a group of about eight people dressed in gray hoodies. With the hoods up, they also wore black basketball pants and white sneakers. Their heads were down as the music started. A remix of “Planet Rock” by Afrika Bambaataa & Soulsonic Force filled the club at almost deafening levels. Three of them lifted their heads and started breaking. I had to admit it was pretty tight and I recognized Taye as one of the breakers. A Hispanic guy began popping while Taye played off his moves with ones of his own.
After a few minutes, the music changed to Aaliyah’s “Try Again” and the six guys ripped off their hoodies while two girls ripped off both their hoodies and basketball pants. The guys were now wearing their basketball pants and white tank tops. The guys split up in groups of three and each group surrounded one of the girls. Each of the girls wore pink tank tops with skintight black shorts, a definite improvement.
The guys took turns popping and breaking around the girls, pretending they were competing for the girls’ attention. Before one could finish dancing, another one was pushing him out of the way and standing in front of the girl he was trying to get the attention of. While all this is going on, the girls would rotate between standing there with one hand on their hip while ignoring the guys and popping back at the guy in front of them at the moment. A couple times, the girls would push a guy away then continue dancing. The guy who got pushed away from her would fall back into a dance move.
I found this performance fascinating. Definitely the best I’d ever seen. The reason it interested me was easy, because one of those girls up there was my new stepsister.
CHAPTER FIVE
“Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better
to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.”
-Marilyn Monroe
CALEB
What in the hell? I probably looked like a fool, standing at the back of the club with my mouth hanging open. Dante nudged me and my head swung his way. He gave me a what-the-fuck look. I shook my head at him, not wanting to shout an explanation over the music.
Gianna and her crew finished their performance, the DJ flowed into a new track and the crowd transitioned into dancing again. Other places I’d been to hired dancing or singing acts to mix up the club experience. It livened up the crowd when a surprise performance occurred since they always seemed spontaneous. It barely registered with me when Skylar and Nina took off to use the bathroom. I couldn’t see Gianna anymore and was scanning the crowd when Dante yelled over the music, “Hey, man, I’m gonna go talk to Taye!”
“I’ll come with you!” I yelled back, figuring Gianna would be nearby.