small girl vs. big city

alright, I gotta go. how are you going to get in?

a look: ha, don’t worry about me

well call me if you have any trouble, security is going to be pretty tight tonight.

yea, sure ok. just go i’ll see ya inside.

in one step the camera’s over his shoulder and he’s across the street.

i wait a few minutes. lipgloss.heels. the walk. a yawn for the audience of security standing around outside. smirk. “are y’all workin or starin?” they laugh. yup, keep laughing boys… i’m going to keep walkin.

a nod at the security guard behind the glass. don’t stare too long, don’t make him think. just another face dude, you’ve seen me before(jedi mind trick)… sure, yea you’ve seen me before (mental lie)… 5min ago remember (mental lie)…

loud knock on the glass, an indication to stop. no way. smile “hey, its me again” (a lie). wave. don’t break step… just keep walking. don’t look back. no more knocking and no footsteps. I’m in. Since I came in through the back, I don’t know where I’m going but I know I’m in.

look impatient, walk faster. oh, too fast. pretend pretend…lots of doors, shit which one… pretend, just pick one.

door #3. candles. black ties. bassy music. yup. this would be a great start.

slow it down. calm… scanning the — bingo. smile, tilt my head and purse my lips at the bartender, feigning interest. he holds eyes long enough for me to know I’ve secured an alibi.

old security man 12 o’clock covers his ear. ugh surveillance. someone snitched. he looks at me, registering… wipe the cute look off my face and replace it with confidence. eyes. beeline towards him. he’s to the right of the next door I’ve gotta get through. right hand on the door as he turns open mouthed to say something, wh-wha’aww too late old timer. I raise an eyebrow, smirk and wink over my shoulder as I open the door myself. “no no don’t worry, I got it… you can’t do your job and be a gentleman at the same time”. a pause to challenge. western shootout music plays, but only in my head. he smiles. I smile. sucker, you would have won that one.

new room, same song. more candles, flowers, dresses. was that who i think it was?? yup. dont stare. oh oops. stepped on someone’s dress. apologize sincerely but not profusely.

elevator. all mirrors. quite considerate to those that are stuck at the front. now you know who’s looking at your ass. 10seconds…the roof, like everyone else. only the select who are allowed into the building are allowed on the roof. I see pins. pins, really? are we graduating from yale or at a party for crying out loud. well pins say more than wristbands I guess. what happened to the list? yawn, people using all the wrong moves to get in. tic toc people, my turn.

I push, literally to the front and just saunter through. one foot in and…”HEY!!! do you have a pin?!? You need a pin to be in here” Stop, turn, genuine disgust “are you seeeerious?” stomp off. he’s too busy to come get me.

sign. ok relax. more people. people. scanning. people…hmm. him. there he is.

i take silent post on his left. trying not to smirk. take only a second to notice me.

oh there you are. how’d you get in so fast? i had to make a call, they were being such assholes.

actually, i just walked right in

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