THE MYSTERY DANCER

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o, Pablo offers me an opportunity to make little money from him by dancing in his bar and get paid. And despite the fact that my family's warned me to stop dancing, I've got no option but have to do it. "So, how was your night?" Pablo asked as we set out on the road. "Well...same as always -I guess" I shrugged. "When will your family ever change towards you, Maxine?" He asked, disappointedly. "Anyway, will you be coming over to the bar today? I'll be having lots of customers and perhaps, you might be interested?" "Okay. What time?" I asked. "Let's say...when you're done from school. What do you think?" "Hmm. I think that'll be perfect. I'll sure be there. Thanks" "It's nothing, little pretty girl. Just make sure you come in time, okay?" "Okay; sure". And we continued the ride smoothly. * * Noah's Pov: I tied the white towel around my waist after taking a long sweet bath and decided to return to the room. I couldn't wait to eat and get some sleep. I retuned to the bedroom and surprisingly, met dad on the bed. Oh! He's back. "Dad!" I called warmly and budged forward. "Son! How was your trip?" He asked, a little coldly. Well, I'm really not surprised. That's just the kind of person dad is. He's very strict. "Urgh..it was pleasant, of course. Thanks. I'm glad to see you". "Same here. I'm more than happy you've returned." He paused and beckoned on me to sit next to him and