Breaking the Ice by Mandy Baggot

Author:Mandy Baggot [Baggot, Mandy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mandy Baggot
Published: 2011-05-28T14:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

Revolution had a queue of at least fifty people outside and three burly bouncers on the door. Two of them were bald and looked like Ross Kemp and the third had stringy, black hair tied back in a pony tail. He was taller than the Ross Kemp twins and looked like a cross between Francis Rossi from Status Quo and Steven Seagal.

Even from the back of the queue Samantha could hear the thump thump of the drum and bass music that she knew was likely to bring on a migraine. But she smiled at Jimmy and did a ridiculous jig like something from Lord of the Dance in appreciation of the song that was playing and hoped she would be able to lose him in the crowd once they were inside. Then she could call a taxi and go home. That way there would be no awkward lifts touching knees in the teeny tiny car, clutching her teeny tiny handbag to her chest.

‘So what sort of music are you in to? This sort of stuff or stuff more like Air Patrol?’ Jimmy enquired as they moved up the queue.

Oh God, he wanted to interrogate her before they got inside. She hadn’t bargained on there being a queue to get in, and a quiet queue at that. She could vaguely hear a stag party near the front singing ‘the bouncer is a wanker’, which surely wasn’t going to do them any favours, and there were two women behind them puking up into the gutter. Apart from that it was basically silent.

‘Sorry, what did you say? The music’s quite loud,’ Samantha spoke, holding her ears.

What was she saying? The music wasn’t loud, she could hear him perfectly well. He would now think she was deranged.

‘I like all sorts of music, anything from Madonna to The Carpenters,’ Jimmy informed her.

‘Oh - I think I got some of that - still a bit fuzzy though, because of the music,’ Samantha shouted loudly.

‘Oi, you alright love or you got some mental problem? What’s with all the shouting? I can hear what he’s saying back here. He said he likes The Carpenters,’ spoke a huge man in his forties wearing a checked shirt with sweat under each arm pit and a horrible brown stain on the front.

Samantha swallowed, realising her ridiculous game was up and tried to stop the laughter from spilling out as nerves threatened to overwhelm her.

‘Hey, give the lady a break,’ Jimmy suggested to the man who had spoken.

‘Wooo! We’ve got a tetchy one here boys. One with an attitude that likes The Carpenters,’ the man said in a confrontational manner.

Samantha grabbed at her chest, feeling the feeling, knowing what was going to come next. She couldn’t stop it.

‘Ah ha ha ha ha!’ she laughed in the highest pitch her vocal chords would allow.

‘What the f**k? She on day release mate?’ the man questioned, nudging the club goers stood next to him and encouraging them to look at Samantha.

‘Ahhhhhhhh ha ha ha ha!’

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