^^^^^^ DE PARTY^^^^



Marlene hurried off to the living room..to play some music. Veronica

liked what she saw and felt quite at home. all the latest trappings ..

she wanted to go into his bedroom, but Duawee was in there getting

dress. so she walked around and looked at the pictures on the wall. ..

Duawee came out looking good..

~~ *move over Denzil Washington and Shamar Moore **, Veronica

thought..her eyes full of want .

Duawee: ready ..Marlene turn off the music and come



Marlene comes into the room..dancing.. she sees Duawee and shouts::;

DARN! yuh look real good..where yuh get dah outfit? .Veronica hold unto

he tonight or somebody gine steal him from yuh.he looks as sharp as a

razor.**(I AM A STEPPING RAZOR)**



The car headed out into the night towards the big house.



Duawee walks up to the gate. a burly man kept guard at the

gate..checking names from a computer prinout.

BURLYMAN; whu yuh name?

DUAWEE: My name is Duawee

BURLYMAN: Yuh surname too..whats your surname?

DUAWEE: Maynard

BURLYMAN: OK Lets see ..ok here it is..dem wid you?.. how many?

a line was beginning to gather behind them.. Duawee looks behind and

sees the crowd forming. pretty women standing with men, dressed in the

latest clothes from Europe and America..he didn't recognise anyone. he

moved on..with Marlene and Veronica following, they entered the

house..soca playing . drinks flowing.. nufff food((de edible wun) all

over de place..de other kind of food(girls) pack pon de floor..



P A R T YYYYYYYYYYYYYYY



""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""'''

( this is where we leave DUAWEE / VERONICA AND MARLENE.. we'll catch

up with them later.)



INTRODUCTIONS.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

DE RSL IN DE HOUSE..DE LIVE CHAT CREW IN DE HOUSE..DE BANKS BEER

SIPPERS IN DE HOUSE.. SAY YEAH IF YUH LIKE SOCA.



THE RUM SHOP LIMERS ARE:



BEACHBUM/.PEGGY/NATH/JEROME.BRATH/OMAR/KATHY

SWEETBOY/NAOMI/CITYBOY/DONDILITE/GINGER

OLE SKOOLE/ CAROLINE/ SWEET C #1

SWEET C # 2 FROM NEW YORK.

DEV*

and some others too many to mention..



^^OLE SKOOLE & KATHY^^\



OLE SKOOLE : But why yuh grab muh fuh, I din whine up pon she. she was

whining pon me. why yuh come in de middle and grab me.. Yuh shame muh up

man. and now de people laughing at muh.

KATHY: Ole. i'm sorry i din mean to do dat..something tek hold uh

muh and uh coun bear it nuh longer..so i just had to let she know dat

you is mine.



OLE skoole: what you trying tuh tell me?..dat you love me.?

KATHY ; if thats what my actions prove .then i am guilty..i love yuh

from de time i saw yuh in Toronto. i wanted yuh so bad dah night we

dance to dah tune-- .^HIT IT. by Gabby^ uh wanted yuh tuh. well well.

tuh play cricket wid muh..if yuh understan muh meaning.

OLE Skoole grabs her and kissed her right there on the floor.

A bleach-blond new york bajan girl sees them and shouts: YUH SEE

...yuh see.. looka dem ..i knew dem did like one-uh nuddah.. yuh see

whu i did sehing fuh suhlong.



No-one noticed the bleached blond. the owc from de rum shop knew

before her. only her other friend.. a girl with one uh dem mek-up

hair-dos that does look like a rat nest.. noticed..so they decided to

be gypsy with everybody..



Kathy & Ole skoole lip-locked till the end of the song.. a hard kiss

..they let go and looked at each other..what would happen to kathy

now that her secret was out..will she move to toronto? we'll have to

wait and see.



PEGGY/BEACHBUM/JEROME.BRATH/NATH/M/ DONDILITE..&

the rest of the RSL KREW



THE music was hitting hard.. Peggy could not keep still..

%% winey winey..lef muh panty..

Peggy started wukking up with her cat. She moved good too. ..*shake

de bum-ba-lum*

BEACH-BUM was deep in conversation ..networking.. the master

M.L.M.. The music grabs him too..

a young girl grabs him and pushes him on the floor.

Beach-Bum forgot his shyness.he move on pon de girl.. she was wining

and he was lining she up..

BREK -WAY..BREK--WAY ALL DAY.

Jerome and some foreign girl was pon de floor right after..

JEROME:This is how we does do it in Holland.

dutch-style .... de under-fives

mek out like yuh smoking herb.. mek a pose.. let de base line hit

yuh..then geh two juks.. jam.jam .. dah de dutch-style.

NATH was there with a guy..who looked out of place .he was not part of

the RSL crew.. so he looked strange to all uh we..But before yuh could

shout.. SOCA IN MUH HEAD..SOCA IN MUH BED. the guy grabs NATH and de

two-uh-dem became one.



The rest of the krew started a congaline.everybody was jumping up and

down.Wukking up and down.everyone except dah one name DEV. who was

writing a song pon a paper napkin . he looked around some inspiration

..and his eyes caught .*N*.



SWEET C & EDWIN.



Even though the party was jumping..nothing could move Sweet C from the

door..she was looking for someone . someone precious. she walked around

to the bar..

SWEET C.; give me a rum and black please?

Barman: you are not from here?. no one has ask me for dat drink since

i came back from England. i used to live in Birmingham .is thats where

you are from?

SWEET C: NO. I'm from the USA. I was born here,but i left when i was

young



The barman mixes the drink.. a touch of cockspur rum with a dash of

shave ice and a sprinkling of blackcurrant . he wink at sweet c as he

handed her the glass. he was about to use a nice line when someone

ordered a QUASHIE.



BARMAN: Whats dat? I've never heard of that drink. ITS

MARTELL MIXED WITH BEER. WITH BLACK PEPPER (((writer.s note. the

rest of this concoction is a trade secret and cannot be revealed. its

has a devastating effect on de .......) all night long *get the

drift.)))



SWEET C walks back to the door..she eyes OMAR in a corner,

rubb-a-dubbing with his new girl Jacquline Permaul from Canada . they

were doing fine.. Omar was in his element *few words all action and

jacquline was matching him groove for groove. reggae was the mix now

and a few couples were trying the rub-a dub.. the decent ones wished

they could, but their pride would not let them, so they stood around and

envied ..making the movements in their heads.



RUB -UH-DUB STLYE DRIVING YUH WILD.

GO RIGHT IN DEH & COME BACK PON DE SIDE

DATS DE RUB-AUH DUB STYLE.

NOW DIP YUH GAL

LEH SHE FEEL IT.



&..() A

guy walked over to Sweet c . a beg in his eyes and in his hands.

Guy: would you care to dance?

Sweet c: no..im waiting for someone

Guy: oh! your husband.? i've been watching you pace the room all

night.. if you were mine.i would not let you be here alone..someone

might try to steal you.



Sweet c..(smiling) no. i'm not married . but the person is special.

The

guy held out his hand to meet her aquaintance. . her handshake was

limp. the guy felt strange. he was wasting his time.

Guy: ok i'll leave you alone. then..have a good evening.

Sweet C detected his hurt

.



Sweet C: whats you name? i have not been too sociable tonight..i'm

sorry.

Guy; my name is PATRICK BORVE .whats yours?

Sweet

C: my name is Cheryl



Patrick: Cheryl who?



Cheryl smiles but does not reveal her name.

Patrick : CHERYL SECRETO.. thats a nice name>(laughs)<



Cheryl : ahh let that be my name then.. what do you do? i'm here on

10 days holiday .. away from the hustle and bustle of BOSTON. i

couldn't wait to get down here. to de rock. catch some sea,sun and..

....



Patrick: and what else? i'm intrigue.tell me and what?

Cheryl withdraws the answer..she looks outside the door . ((

Where is he? man i don't know why i do this to myself:))



Patrick: this man you are waiting on..is he that special? would he had

objected to me asking you for a dance.

Cheryl : yes,he's very special and no he would not have objected he's

very nice.



Patrick; do i know him.?



Cheryl laughs..trying to disguise her reply. : WELL you may know him..

what kind of work do you do?



PATRICK; i'm down here to do some filming..maybe you will come and see

some of my work. i'm here to do a video for one of the artist living

here. have you heard of TAMARA MARSHALL?. I came in from LONDON to

work on the video to her song::NO VISTORS.../have you heard it? maybe

you and your friend will come to the filming.It begins on Monday

evening. it's gonna be an interesting video. here's my business

card..anytime you are in london. please call me.i still want that dance.

friend or no friend.

Cheryl takes the card and felt free.

~~ (( IF he doesn't turn up soon ..i'm gonna dance with this

fine-looking man)).~~



Patrick: well do i have to beg or are you gonna promise me a dance

later.



Cheryl:(teasingly) maybe you should beg and see what happens.



Patrick : if you say no..i'll crawl at your feet and wimper like a dog.

Cheryl: no need to go that far.

Patrick

oh! where shall i stop when i do this whimpering?

Cheryl: oh i don.t know. i may not stop you.

{ F L I R T I N G}



PATRICK : Thats very interesting, because once i stop.i'll need to start

again. would you be able to handle it?



Cheryl: uh emmm ((clears her throat).

^^ the conversation was getting a little too hot for her. she needed

a diversion.^^



Cheryl: i'll be at the fliming..where will it take place.

Patrick : we have rented a house. hers the address. just let them know

you are my guest. would you like another drink?



Cheryl: no. this ones fine.



(( the rum &ice&blackcurrant was getting to her head. she may not be

responsible her next move with this film-maker.))

Patrick: i'll be right back .i need a drink.

Cheryl watches him get up. his open shirt revealing some tight

muscles-chest rippling. his pants was tight and revealed the bugle

which made women sing all night.. she caught a glimpse

and hid her eyes in her glass.

~~ ((OH..SHITE..EDWIN HURRY UP OR YUH GINE LOOSE MUH}}..



PATRICK returns with a glass full of some foreign liquid and a cherry

on top . a block of ice floated around the top.

Patrick: taste this.



Cheryl: what is it?



Patrick: taste it and tell me what you think?

Cheryl takes the glass....to her lips.&.sips.

Cheryl: wow that good ..whats in it?

Patrick i'll tell you . for a dance.

Cheryl: oh! you are persistant aren't you..OK.

PATRICK : i'll have to tell you in your ear.\

CHERYL: why ? i can hear from here.

Patrick: no let me tell you in your ear.



Cheryl leans forward.

Patrick*:*::; its >., rum & ......kj;; & mixed with coconut water.



Cheryl gets up to give-away the dance,but was saved when someone scream

and there a rush of young girls shouting : he's here.. Edwin's

here.



Cheryl turns to Patrick: sorry. my friend's here..i'll dance with you

later ok. i promise.



PATRICK; OK. I'll hold you to that.i know him . he's big in London .

He wrote that song *PUMP ME UP.thats the song that MANDELA was grooving

to when he visted London.. its a nice tune. i'l be leaving you then.i

dob't want him to write a song about me(laughs)



Cheryl was happy now..her prince had come.

<<<<<< >>>>>>>

*****stop reading for a minute..get out a drink.. soda./.water./.rum

anything to create an atmosphere.. put on a reggae song.. may i

recommend a loversrock.. eg:: cottage in negril or any DENNIS

BROWN/GREGORY ISSACS *****..

..((()))((())()))))))_)()))())))))((_())())(())(***))))_((())_#_ %



(writer.s note now back to the story.. you should be feeling good now..

remember this is only an experiment in writing and is not to be viewed

as a sign of madness by the writer..(laugh))

After signing autographs. EDWIN walks over to Cheryl.

EDWIN: HI' how are you? have you been here long ?

Cheryl: YES i've been here for awhile..as you can see i'm the only

one not having fun.



Edwin..i see. but you had someone keeping you safe for me.



CHERYL: (smiling) oh you mean Partick. Oh he was just here flirting

with me..he has invited us to his video shoot ..on Monday

evening..will you be busy?



Edwin: no! Mondays are one of my rest days. i just came from rehearsals.

i'm planning to record an R&B song.. i want you to listen to later.

lets get a drink.

they

both walk to the bar..a girl moves out of the way, because she wanted to

give Edwin a chance to order a drink before she did..she looks at

him..asking herself to be calm..she wanted to touch his hair.. run her

hands through the little dreadknots he wore. he thanked her with his

famous smile..the smile that melts.

Edwin orders two drinks..looks around and noticed LIL RICK walking

in.



~!~[[LIL *.R*... GINE MASH UP DE PLACE... **can.t play all.]]~~

Edwin takes the drink from the barman..CHERYL gives the strange girl a

dirty look_( It read:; tek yuh eyes off he.. guh find yuh own man)

They both sipped the glasses at the same time..having eyes only for

each other. . They hadn't noticed that bleach-blond. N.Y girl and her

friend RAT-NEST HAIR had eased up near to them, trying to listen to

their conversation.. (dem real gypsy..doh).

BLEACH-BLOND-N.Y GIRL: yuh think he wudda be ashame to be in here wid

she.. who she is doh..? she look fuh-mil-yuh.. i see she somewhere

before.. you en know she?

RAT- NEST HAIR: uh hear she tell dah London man she from boston..

before de night out we gine find out who she is and call NEW YORK and

start a rumour.



B -.B..n.y girl: yeah let we do dah.

RAT-NEST HAIR: leh we ease up -closer.



EDWIN: SO how are you.? i received your message last night .but i have

been very busy forgive me.

CHERYL: OK..just this one-time. ^^(cheryl smiles as she awaits his

reply)

EDWIN; but everytime you are away from me.. i still think of you. even

from your long-distance..when i see your face in the audience at the

shows. i sing to you.

CHERYL;

i know .i kept thinking about you after our first meeting.how you had

held my hands.



EDWIN: that was intentional... i just had to come to see you tonight.

After rehersal. PHIL wanted to talk to me..but i bolted out of

there..i'll talk to him later.



CHERYL: so what did you want to tell me.?

EDWIN notices the two girls next to him.

EDWIN:: Cheryl lets get out of here ..from the lights and the

chatta-mouts.



Arms around each other.they walk out to the back of the house.



The two gypsy girls stayed in the party to spy on the others.

EDWIN leans against a car...CHERYL leans against him ..in the dark

they created a beautiful silhouette.

Cheryl kisses him on the lips(* *).

EDWIN: That was nice..it felt different from the one in BOSTON. after

that kiss, you told me i could not kiss you and just walk away..,well

that kiss lasted for a long time..all through my sleep and dreams...i've

wanted you more since then.

CHERYL; now you know how i feel ..what are you going to do with me.?

well.. well i'm waiting.



EDWIN looks around noticing some of the guess filing out of the party..

he adjusted himself...



EDWIN: I wrote a song with you in mind.. would you like to hear it..?

its called ^^^WAIT UNTIL TONIGHT^^

CHERYL : sing it to me then...



EDWIN.S fingers beats out a sound..trying to find a chord to begin

his love song.



**it continues--more fun to come**



.......dennixion enterprises....

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