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"Let you put your hands on me in my skintight jeans, be your teenage dream tonight..." Katy Perry sang, the final notes of the thumping song dying behind her as the lights went down, the crowd erupting at her thrilling performance of a string of hits like California girls and I kissed a girl, culminating in Teenage Dream.
She felt a rush through her as everyone went wild, tingling all over at the appreciation of her work, feeling the slightest embarrassment as it as well, unable to stop herself smiling widely as she took the applause, lowering her microphone and waving to the crowd of guests and crew watching her. Her performance had mixed her fantastic uplifting dance tunes and a few slower numbers and covers, including a tender piano-based cover of Joy Division's "Love will tear us apart", and so she was dressed more demurely; no rubber or latex dresses, she had a long flowing black gown on, which was partly sheer material and had a couple of large white flowers on an almost transparent over layer. It was a beautiful dress, made by a famous designer, and fitted her figure perfectly to accentuate her breasts, waist and hips, with a daring split up the side of it to reveal her sexy legs and let her move. Stepping down from the stage as people still clapped and cheered her, she was buzzed on the high of performing, feeling the energy of the room as people swamped her, all wanting to talk to her, touch her and get a few autographs.
After around twenty minutes in the gradually fading mob, Katy finally made her way to the bar, needing a drink now. She could feel the huge peak of a great performance fading away now, leaving behind it a bit of a come down, the moment having come and gone to leave her waiting for the next one. She was immediately served at the bar, with the bartender taking a less than discreet glance down her dress at her impressive boobs as she ordered herself a shot to go with a drink, downing it first as he mixed her other drink. She'd made it a double, and took a needed sip of it as she turned back to survey the room of mingling people, getting into the party mood and enjoying themselves. Standing back by the bar, she felt a little disconnected, and found herself getting through her drink pretty fast, feeling the ice slide back against her lips before she knew it.
A couple more people spoke to her and tried to engage her, but she just wasn't in the mood. She ordered herself another drink and gave a sigh. She'd come on this cruise to perform and then have fun, because she was feeling a bit lonely and worn down right now and figured a few days in the sun to relax would help. But now she felt like she'd created a pressure on herself to enjoy it, which only had the opposite effect, especially after her big moment had now passed. Walking through the people, all wrapped up in themselves, she thought deeply, knowing she shouldn't as it would only make her go round in circles with herself about her levels of happiness. She thought of her closing song and wondered where her teenage dream was. Katy decided she really couldn't hang around in a party right now, she wasn't in the mood, and dodged the crowds to find the exit, slipping out of the ballroom and then the ship all together, stepping out onto the deck.
She felt a light, chilly breeze caress her as it passed, making her shiver slightly at the sudden change, taking a drink as she walked along the deck, just the sound of the waves and her high heels in the crisp night. Looking up to the sky, she slowed as she stared in slight awe at the beautifully clear heavens, taking in all the stars, the bright moon and the enchanting depths of it, which got more powerful the longer she stared. Taking a breath of the fresh sea air, she sauntered along the side of the ship and out into the pool area, quiet and peaceful, immediately feeling better for having escaped the roar of a crowd. It was a little chilly under such a clear sky, but she wasn't cold, just able to feel the fresh air slide through her dress and over her soft skin a little, the gown blowing slightly at her feet. The breeze was stronger near the side of the ship as she leant on the railings, taking a long sip of her drink and letting out a slow breath, looking out at the bright moonlight catching the tips of waves on the dark, patient ocean as her mind ran with thoughts, contemplating so much...too much.
"Good evening," I said, breaking her train of thought and making her stand to turn from her gaze across the sea. She stood from her lean on the railings to turn to me, pushing her long hair back over her ear, giving a smile as she took me in.
"Evening," she replied, her eyes flicking up and down me. I was wearing my smart uniform, with a white shirt and cap, signifying my rank on board the ship, which Katy clearly seemed to have noticed. I was just out doing a walk around on deck to check things were as they should be, regulations met and so forth, as well as getting some fresh clean air on a lovely night under the galaxy.
"It's a bright moon, but I don't think you'll be getting a tan any time soon," I said light heartedly, making Katy giggle.
"No I don't think so, but it's lovely out here," she said, casting her eyes back to the night sky.
"It is indeed. Sorry Miss Perry, I never introduced myself; Alex Thompson," I said, extending my hand to her.
"Katy," she said, reaching out to take my hand with a smile, where I took a chance and pulled it towards me, leaning down to kiss her softly on the hand, which made her beam and shuffle slightly on her high heels.
"I caught your performance in there," I said, letting go of her hand, "quite a show. You sounded fantastic."
"Thanks, it went really well, and the crowd seemed to like it," she replied, seeming a little shy about it, taking a drink from her glass.
"Why wouldn't they? Not every day you get Katy Perry performing. And singing Joy Division at that, that was a great cover," I said, since I personally loved the song.
"I'm surprised anyone noticed, nobody else seemed to know what it was," she smiled, warming to my attention in her performance.
"Well I did, it's a classic song and you did a fantastic job with it," I said.
"Well thanks, at least someone liked it," she smiled, looking into my eyes.
"Do you mind if I join you?" I asked after a pregnant pause, indicating the railing generally with my hand.
"Um, sure," she answered, reciprocating the motion with her glass, a little surprised that an officer of the ship had asked to share a piece of his own railing with her. Stepping beside her, I leant on the railing and looked over, down at the sea as it crashed past our behemoth, driving the sea out of her way as she powered across it on the voyage south. Katy stood beside me, taking a long sip of her drink, gazing out at the dark water again, lost in her thoughts again momentarily.
"Are you ok?" I asked, noticing her mood, which was not the excited party kind of girl I'd have expected to find.
"I...yeah I'm fine, why?" she said, looking at me with her big eyes, lowering the glass from her ruby lips.
"You just seem a little...disconnected. And you're out here, on the deck all alone. I'd have expected you to be in with everyone else enjoying the party," I said, looking deep into her gorgeous eyes.