STAR CRUISE DREAM DANCER BY VERONICA SCOTT – eBook Details Online
- Status: Available for Free Download
- Authors: Veronica Scott
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal / Sci-Fi
- Format: PDF / EPUB
- Size: 2 MB
- Price: Free
Micki Allwell was in her favorite place for suffering through a breakup—
on the couch in her best friend’s suite on the Nebula Zephyr luxury
cruise liner literally crying on her friend’s shoulder. She and Tassia had
been close ever since they auditioned together for the Comettes dance
troupe which performed on board the ship. Since she was married to one of
the ship’s security officers, Tassia had a bigger living space than Micki did
so the two friends tended to spend their free time there, or else out enjoying
the ship’s beach deck or other amenities.
Tassia had seen Micki through quite a few romantic mishaps during
their time dancing on the ship and knew the drill. She stocked the best
comfort foods in the stasis keeper in her kitchenette and was a
nonjudgmental listener.
“I really thought this time would be different,” Micki said, wiping away
tears and downing a big spoonful of high-end ice cream. “I mean, we’d
gone on real dates off the ship and everything. We were so good together.”
“Did he say anything about why he was breaking up with you?” Tassia
asked.
“He blocked me on his coms and on all his social media.” Micki wailed
at the injustice of it all. She fished her handheld out and opened a
galaxywide gossip site. “Looks like the dance is over for All Pro Interstellar
Tisba champion Gurk Magrew and his little Comette,” she read with
disdain. Turning the screen so Tassia could see, Micki added with high
emotion, “The column goes on to say he’s engaged to this supermodel he’s
fawning over in the holos. Engaged!”
“I’m so sorry. It must sting.”
Micki slumped on her end of the couch. “I’m thinking of quitting the
troupe and leaving the ship, Tass.”
Eyes wide in surprise, Tassia recoiled at the declaration. “What? Why?
Not over this jerk?”
“It’s not working out the way I dreamt it would. I mean sure, I’ve gotten
to dance in a couple of music videos and had a bit part—as a dancer—in
two big budget feature trideos but I didn’t achieve soloist stature in the
Comettes. And none of the things I’ve done have led to a bigger
opportunity.”
“You’re in the special projects group though,” Tassia reminded her. The
other dancer had been a principal since practically the beginning of her
tenure in the Comettes, being a truly transcendent dancer. “You get to go do
performances on the planets we visit and on military bases and the like.
You’re the envy of a lot of the girls.”
“But I’m not making any progress. I’ve been at this level since the
second year started.” Poking her spoon into the ice cream, Micki took out
her frustration on the dessert.
As was her nature, Tassia was reasonable and trying to problem solve.
“Have you talked to Madame Cartajj?”
For More Read Download This Book
EPUB