Chapter 6 - Clubbing

p, li { white-space: pre-wrap; }I changed back into some more comfortable clothing, then we started chatting again. I prepared some pasta for dinner, and as soon as I finished washing the dishes after eating, she surprised me: «So, I guess if you've never been in a club, I should give you some club-dancing lessons.»
«What?»
She smiled wryly at me. «Well, I really don't want to be seen with someone who can't dance properly. So, come on. Show me what you've got.»
I didn't know what to do, so I stood there with a silly look on my face.
«You're so cute when you're embarrassed.» she said, laughing. «I'm sorry, I just had to tease you a bit. Don't worry, nobody goes to a club to dance. To dance for real, I mean. Everybody just shakes its ass randomly, trying to follow the rythm and usually failing. I'm sure you'll do much better.»
I was still speechless. The thought of being in the middle of crowd, dancing, scared me stiff. I had never been a dancer, and probably right now I was supposed to dance in a sensual way, and I was sure I wouldn't be able to do it right.
Michela probably sawmy scared look, and tried to change the subject: «So, what kind of music do you like?»
Felling more at ease, I answered: «Well, lots of it. I had my heavy metal phase, but right now I'm really into an American country-pop-rock-something like that singer by the name of Dar Williams. I stumbled upon one of her songs some days ago, and it's been love at first sight. Or hearing, I guess. How about you?»
«My parents were huge music buffs, and they passed their passion to me. Of course, that means I mostly listen to music written more than twenty years ago. I love Toto and CCR, for example.»
«CCR?»
«Creedence Clearwater Revival. Sometimes I listen to some Pink Floyd or Deep Purple, too. Things like that.»
«Wow, talk about unusual tastes.»
«Says the metal girl.»
We laughed heartily, and spent a couple of hours just chatting. At about ten o'clock Michela told me it was time to get ready, and I got scared again. She must have picked up on it, 'cause she said: «Don't worry, if you don't like we can get out right away. But I assure you, as soon as you let yourself get pulled in by the music, it's really fun. Now go get dressed. I can't wait to see you dance!»
I went into my room as she took the bathroom. We changed into our clubbing outfits, put on some warm coats and got out of the apartment. We got there by subway, just a couple of stops. It was very cold outside, but the excitement of being with Michela kept me almost warm. On the other hand, she looked as if she were freezing.
«Damn!» she said, «I like dressing up, but I hate how cold it feels without wearing a nice pair of pants.»
«Hey, you look so hot, it'd be unfair if it wasn't at least a little uncomfortable for you.»
«Says the one who's gonna seduce half the boys in there.»
«Yeah, right. Me seducing someone?»
«Trust me, you won't have to do anything. They'll fall in love with you as soon as they're gonna see you.»
When we finally got to the club, it was almost eleven. There wasn't much of a line out on the front.
«It's gonna be almost empty for another hour at least, but this way we won't have to wait in the cold outside.»
I just nodded as I followed her as she made her way through the line. Seemed like no one had any intention of starting an argument with a beautiful girl. Even the bouncer let us in almost immediately, so a few minutes later we were in the club.
We left our coats at the wardrobe near the entrance, and made our way to tha main dancefloor. The music was louder than I'd ever thought possible, and it wasn't even great music. Mostly repetitive beats, but I guess that's kind of the whole point of club music.
We sat on a windowsill, because every single table was reserved. Thankfully the window was probably just an ornament, and it didn't let cold air through.
«So,» she screamed, trying to be heard over the loud music, «first impressions?»
«It's loud.» I screamed back.
«Yeah, that it is. Think you'll like it?»
«I really don't know.»
«Well, I'm just waiting for a good song.»
So we just sat there for a couple minutes, watching some people wander around the dancefloor, trying to warm ourselves up. Then suddendly the music changed into a more upbeat track. It also had quite good vocals, if somewhat unoriginal.
«Come on!»
She dragged me right in the middle of the dancefloor and started dancing. She didn't use any fancy move, nor did she have a precise coreography in mind. She just let her body be driven by the music, and just like that, she took my breath away.
After a while, I noticed I was just standing still, so I started moving. In the beginning I could only move left and right in time with the beat, then she looked at me and smiled. She took my hands and spun me around, putting her hands on my hips. She made me sway them wiith every move. I could feel her just behind my back, making me dance. I tried my best to mimic her movements, and soon after I started to relax and have fun.
We danced like that for a while, then I started feeling tired, so we went back to our impromptu seats.
«I see you are having fun, after all.» Michela said.
«Yeah, I am. You were right, it's really liberating.»
«I know. How about something to drink?»
I nodded, as I was getting thirsty.
«Stay here, I'll go to the bar.»
While I was waiting for her, I could see the club filling up. All of the tables that surrounded the dancefloor, that were empty just some time before, were almost full, and a lot of people were dancing.
Michela came back just a minute later with a couple drinks in her hands.
«Vodka lemon. When you get a drink in a club, it's probably not gonna be great. But a vodka lemon can't really be bad, no matter how cheap the vodka is.»
«Thank you.»
I took just a sip, and I would have thrown the whole thing right away if we had something else to drink.
«It's awful!» I said.
«Yeah, it really is. Sorry.»
«Don't worry, it's not your fault. Next time we'll have to bring our own drinks.»
«So there will be a nest time!» she said, smiling happily.
«I don't know. Maybe. If you'll behave.»
«I promise I'll be a good girl. But right now it's time for you to be bad, and shake that sexy ass!»
She dragged me on the dancefloor again. We just moved to the beat for a while, while drinking. Then we left the empty cups over at our seats, and started dancing for real.