<a class="postlink" href="http://i922.photobucket.com/albums/ad61/usetobeblind/imagesCASCRIE1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Dox<br/>20<br/><br/>Dox entered the club quietly, her albino skin glowing under the multicolored lights.<span style="font-style: italic">Where is he?</span>Dox had come to talk to the manager about becoming the newest musical entertainment for the club. Dox never even dreamed of entering a nightclub such as this, but she had heard that if you could get a job singing here, you could get one anywhere. Only the best of the best sang here, and Dox though she had the talent...but did she have the courage? The courage to get up infront of complete strangers, ones that were so different from herself, and get critiqued by them all? Dox was sure she did...or she thought she did anyway.<br/><br/>The young girl sat at the bar, unaware that someone was watching her and waited for the manager to show up. He had said 9 right? Maybe she had got the time wrong? Then again, Dox was about 30 minutes early, so she ordered just a water and looked at her potential audience. Would she have to dress like they did? Quietly she looked down at her blue jumper, she seemed to stick out further and further the more she looked at everyone. They all seemed to blend in with the dark, Dox only stood out with her pigmentless skin. Perhaps she wouldn't get the job because of that! Dox only became more self conscious and she turned to face the bar and quietly sipped her water as she waited.