Confessions of a Backup Dancer (17 page)

oh god, this isn't happening. this can't be happening. oh god. I wrote back:

To:
Tito_T

From:
kaykay4real

Date:
Sunday June 23

Time:
8:54 am

Subject:
over my head!

Tito that's not even half of it.

KellyKelSoCal321:
dude did you hear anything about me online or anything?

SlipKnotRules933111:
???

KellyKelSoCal321:
I heard there were some rumors online but they aren't true

SlipKnotRules933111:
ok. I have no clue what you're talking about but whatever.

KellyKelSoCal321:
I'm freaking out.

SlipKnotRules933111:
whatever, look I'm freaking too. carl told mom that he's been seeing that other woman. the twins have met her and everything. but he said he wants to stay to work it out or whatever.

KellyKelSoCal321:
how do you know

SlipKnotRules933111:
they fought about it in the yard last night right outside my window

KellyKelSoCal321:
oh man, what did she say

SlipKnotRules933111:
nothing she just went to bed

KellyKelSoCal321:
is she losing it?

SlipKnotRules933111:
I don't know I haven't seen her.

KellyKelSoCal321:
where's carl now?

SlipKnotRules933111:
I don't know he's not here though.

KellyKelSoCal321:
are the girls there?

SlipKnotRules933111:
I don't think so.

KellyKelSoCal321:
you don't think it's just another one of their spats or whatever

SlipKnotRules933111:
I don't think so. hey did you watch When Good Cops Go Bad last night?

SUNDAY JUNE 23

DARCY'S BUS

ON THE WAY TO DES MOINES, 9:18
PM

Outfit:
It's Darcy!! tour jacket, track pants, slip-on sneakers.

Mood:
incredulous. (I looked it up.)

I can't sleep, so I'm writing. I'm trying to stay as cool as I can, but I'm definitely freaked out about everything. I mean can you blame me? the sucky part is I don't feel like there's anyone here I can really talk to about everything. I mean I can talk to rashid about some stuff and darcy about some stuff and even like eileen about some stuff but there's no one I can put it all together with. I miss tito.

after managing to keep my head down all day, darcy finally cornered me, dragging me onto her bus for the overnight haul to Des Moines. We were sitting in front of the flat screen eating contraband chocolate when darcy hit the mute button.

How do you like my new bangs? she asked, flipping her freshly cut bangs.

I was like, huh? um, they're great! I tried to muster a squeal, no luck.

“look,” she goes. “I know you're bugging about this whole thing with you and jesse and the press and everything, but don't worry. believe me I know it'll all blow
over and in a few weeks pretty much no one will remember you. I promise. they'll be like ‘Kelly who?' Oh, uh, um, well that didn't sound right but you know what I'm trying to say.”

I was like I guess so. I mean she's been through this kinda stuff a lot, right? so she would know, right? she goes, “it's like that time when I was banned in Singapore or wherever it was because they said I was a bad influence. you just gotta let people talk about you for a while and ignore it. it's the only way.” I was like, well, not really, but ok.

I was also like well yeah this “whole jesse thing” is bugging me out, but there's a lot more that's bugging me out, too. but you wouldn't know. It's stuff you wouldn't understand. and I don't really want to talk about it, so I won't.

she goes, like what?

and I go, nothing. seriously.

and she goes, you mean you're bugging about me and jesse and what our deal is?

and I go, no, not really.

so darcy pulls this picture out of her bra and hands it to me. it's her and jesse, arm in arm. “ok first of all I have a little eensy secret. remember how I was saying that I had a boyfriend that one night? well, um, it's Jesse Nixon. we've been going out for a while.”

my first thought was, no kidding. I'm surprised you can
walk after last night's bus ride! but I didn't say it out loud. I forced myself to giggle. she goes, “What?” and I was like, “nothing.” and she goes, “what, did you guess?”

and I was like, “believe it or not, I wasn't sure.” I was kind of lying but something told me it was ok in this case. “I mean I heard it but I didn't buy it. but I think it's totally cool. it's true you guys really are perfect together. perfect. just look at you.” I pointed to the picture. I didn't really believe they were perfect together now that I'd actually been introduced to Jesse Nixon, but I knew she'd want to hear it.

and she goes, “yeah we are, aren't we? he is sooo cute! we are the cutest! but it totally sucks because it's really important for our careers that we both stay single, you know. like how would all those screaming girls feel if he was off the market and I was the one who took him off it? they'd hate us both, especially me.”

so instead they'll just hate ME, now that I'M supposedly the one who snagged him, I was thinking.

“so here's what I'm thinking. you can be his ‘official' girlfriend, or someone he's dating or something, and that'll explain why he's around all the time. it'll totally make you famous and the press will ignore him and me. plus to make it even more clear, I'll just act like I'm totally head-over-heels-in-love crushing on Rashid, but he's just a little too old for me plus he's on the payroll. hello, I don't date dancers like that Pashmina does. no. anyway, jesse and I will get to stay together
and the best part is, my number-one crush/boyfriend-on-reserve stays off the market. ha ha. just in case I need a backup. don't you love it? isn't it like perfect?”

actually, I was thinking, not REALLY. It made me feel like her puppet or something. but what was I going to do? say no?

I think she could tell I was annoyed.

“what do you think?” she asked. “what's wrong?”

I go, “I don't know, Darcy. this is kind of a lot to think about. it kind of puts me in a weird position. I mean I don't know …” she goes, I know, k.k., this is all crazy for me, too. I never know if I'm making the right decisions. ugh. I don't know. sometimes I think I'm just crazy. am I crazy?

she looked so young right then. no, I said. I don't, you're in a difficult situation. and now so am I. And then I groaned.

She grinned at me and I have to say it was kinda cute. it made me feel like protecting her.

ok, what if I also make you official lead dancer of the company? she said. You can be listed first on the programs and everything but you won't have to deal with any REAL responsibilities.

really? I didn't even know there was such a position. “no that's cool darcy, I don't want to take anyone's position away” and she goes, “no, I just made the position
up! I can do that! I'll make eileen announce it to the press this week. what do you say?”

what could I say? I couldn't just say no. tito would kill me if I did that. so I just gave a little squeal. she goes “cool! then it's settled! hey want to watch The Little Mermaid? I have the DVD!”

then she goes, “and by the way, the part about me being a virgin? That part's totally true. jesse and I have never …”

TUESDAY JUNE 25

CHICAGO, 10:05
PM

Outfit:
army tee, pink hanes her way panties.

Mood:
Feeling like I'm on TV all the time … everything seems so fake. Or maybe it's me?

Jesse showed up again tonight. it's so weird how he just pops up every now and then. it's like, don't you have a job?

the sucky part about it is whenever he shows up I have to be his girlfriend. remember? yeah, I'm his official girlfriend. that means darcy and I have to get a big suite with at least two bedrooms so he can sneak from my room to hers. funny how he always manages to flash me before he leaves “our” room. I've seen front and back at least three times by now. it's annoying. he's one horny dude. I wonder how darcy can keep up. anyway lately I've been locking him out after he leaves.

But the situation is totally worth it. I mean, hi, we always get the best room in the hotel. And there's really no lack of privacy for me. It's a pretty sweet deal. Also she pays for all the phone charges so I'm able to call tito and evan and everyone.

tonight darcy had to do a little “behind the scenes” interview for MTV Asia, so jesse came with me when I went back to the suite. after I let us in, I just pointed toward the door to darcy's bedroom and was like
“that's darcy's room. I'm raiding the minibar and crashing out. good night dude.”

and he comes up to me, puts his arms around my waist, and goes, “hey is that any way to treat your official boyfriend?”

I just fake-laughed and squirmed out of his arms. he grabbed me again. “come on. you gotta feel the spark too, k.k. you're fine, I'm fine, we're fine. we should do what fine people do!”

he started slow dancing, singing “I wanna rock with you … all night” like Michael Jackson. I go, “dude, never, no way, you're darcy's boyfriend, and besides … here's a tip from the real world: that song will kill a girl's mood every time. you gotta get better material.”

freak. It's amazing to me how someone I've obsessed about for so long, someone who occupied my daydreams for so long, could be so totally unattractive as he is right now. It's like he's got this thing where he thinks everyone wants him … like all he has to do is wink at you and you'll melt.

I pushed his hands down and off me and went about my business. he just sat there all hurt. “come on baby, don't break my heart like that.” I said, “give it a rest man. your girlfriend's on her way back here! and that puppy dog thing you guys do never, ever works on me.”

he goes, “damn” and grabs the remote. He sat on the couch and proceeded to ignore me, which was fine.

there was nothing in the minibar so I just decided to get in bed. I shut the door to my room and grabbed my laptop.

TUESDAY JUNE 25

CHICAGO, 11:03
PM

Mood:
I feel like I did something dirty even though I didn't.

Hair:
I just smelled it. I need to wash it.