Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #13 April 2015 | Page 87

maintain a facade of friendliness and flirtatiousness
with enough aloofness to have a core of unattainability. That’s what people expected from celebrities and
that’s what got her paid. So, while she was smiling
and engaged on the surface, inside, she thought about
flying.
As her thirty minute, meet-and-greet session was coming to an end, she waved McQ over.
“How’s the night going for you?” He shouted over the
pounding beat.
“Great. Do you want me to get up and DJ for a few?”
McQ nodded. “Yeah, DJ Mazer has been looking forward to meeting you.”
Great, she thought, another guy who adds a drum
track to the pop song of the day and thinks he’s an
artist.
“Well, I wanna hang with him and lay down some sick
beats.”
For exactly fifteen minutes, she thought.
Cassie leaned in close to Tina, who was chatting up
a handsome man with the sharp features of a model.
“Hey, I’m going to hit the stage. Don’t disappear on
me.”
Tina looked at her with exaggerated mock outrage.
“Are you questioning my virtue?”
“Can’t question what you don’t have.”
The two women laughed and hugged. “Just keep an
eye on the time, kay?”
“I am Tina, the human stopwatch. Now, give the people what they want.”
As she followed McQ to the DJ booth, she wondered
what it was the