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chapter 7

-Anna! Anna! Where are you, it’s time to go.
I woke up and heard Brian to come into my room.
-Hey, were you sleeping?
-Yeah, I just wanted to lye down for a while...
-I just thought that if you want to go to the studio we’re about to leave.
-Sure. I think I have my shoes in my back.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes.
-Can you give me five minutes?
-No problem. I’ll be downstairs.
I looked at all my bags down on the floor. I haven’t unpacked them yet. I sighed and started to search for my shoes.

-Hey, AJ told me to give you this, Brian said when driving to the town.
He handed a CD over me. There was no note with it and it was a copy so I had no idea what was on it.
-Thanks. Did he say what’s on it?
-No. He said that you’d know. Or do you?
Thoughts crossed my mind. Should I tell Brian what that all was about?
-Yeah, I guess. He said he had one great song me to listen. And maybe do some choreography on it.
-He didn’t say which song?
-I don’t remember. My music taste is limited...
-Haha. OK. We’re here. I’ll pick you up in about... two hours. Is that enough?
-I think so. Later.

I put the CD to the player and the music surrounded me. Soon my legs started to move and I danced. It gave me the greatest pleasure after putting words together in a new way.
But that day I couldn’t concentrate. Another CD was on the floor. The box was black, unknown. I gave up and played it.
I watched myself in the mirrors. Now how was I supposed to understand that one?

”Heaven knows we sure had some fun boy
What a kick just a buddy and me
We had every big shot good-time band on the run boy
We were living in a fantasy
We won the race
Got out of the place
I went back home got a brand new face
For the boys on MTV
But today the way I play the game has got to change
Oh yeah
Now I'm gonna get myself happy

I think there's something you should know
I think it's time I stopped the show
There's something deep inside of me
There's someone I forgot to be
Take back your picture in a frame
Don't think that I'll be back again
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man”

That I’d be great girl for someone else? And this was a delicate way to tell me that he’s what... gay? Well, that was too hard for me to believe. I tried to forget the fact that for George Michael these words had probably meant that and to figure out what AJ was after. Freedom? Sure. That’s what everyone of us desires. But to be free of what? His life or just love?

-Do I have killer eyes? I asked Brian when he came to get me home.
-What do you mean?
-Just answer the question, would you?
-Sometimes you give us those looks.
-Looks?
-I can’t really explain it. It’s scary though.
-But killer eyes don’t really mean that?
-No.
-What about my smile? Is that scary too?
-What’s with you girl? You sound unstable.
-As always.
-No. Your smile is very sweet. And sometimes promising.
-What the hell do you mean?
-Like, look, I’m smiling but if you do something more I’ll smile like you haven’t anyone smiling before.
-And more, what would that be?
-I don’t know. And it’s not my duty to find out.
-I don’t want it to be anyone’s duty.
-I’m sure it wont. It will be a pleasure assignment.
-I’m not that weird! I said a little bit later.
-Yes girl, you are! But in a good way.

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