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The Beautiful Ones	By : TaimaMarie Category: Individual Celebrities > Criss Angel Views: 1682 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“I think I’m going to head home, okay Criss?” Cassandra stood and stretched. She’d been hunched over a computer for the past few hours, sending automated e-mails to some fan letters.

“That’s fine,” he lifted his head and glanced outside. “It’s getting dark. Do you need a ride home?”

“No,” she said too quickly. It hung thick in the air between them. Criss raised an eyebrow.
“I mean… I just don’t want to put you out. That’s all.” She smiled and stood up; grabbing the tote bag that she had taken to cramming the day planner Criss had given her into. She used it to make sure they were both on schedule.

He now had twelve weeks to get her ready for her stage debut. That wasn’t much time at all, but something told him she was a quick learner. There was something in the way she spoke, the way she moved, and even the way she laughed that told him Cassandra would do fine.

Cassandra scratched Hammie behind his ears before heading out the door. She was tired, and wanted nothing more than to go and lay down in the backseat of her car and wait for yet another day.

At least she’d get paid in a couple of days and could go to the Laundromat again. It was amazing, she thought, the things you learned to do. She’d learned to get up extra early and sneak into the bathroom at the Seven-Eleven. It was amazing how clean she could get with a soapy paper towel.

That did leave the problem of washing her hair. But, well, once again, those industrial paper towels were much more absorbent than she had given them credit for. And if she wore her hoodie to work, then no one was ever really the wiser.

“This is no way to live.” She murmured to Stanley the Bunny that night as she nestled down, the stuffed animal snugly in her arms. “Just you wait until I have a little bit of money saved up. And then you and I will have our own little apartment. How does that sound, Stanley?”

She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

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The next day, Criss needed her quite late. It was completely dark by the time they were done. He told her he wanted her to watch films of his performances and specific tricks, and he needed to be with her when she did this, so he could stop the tape and point things out, explain things, and let her ask questions.

All part of her stage training.

“Do you want a ride home or something?” Criss asked. Cassandra shook her head.

“No, thanks. It isn’t far, and I’ve walked it before. I’ll be just fine.” She smiled as she pulled down the sleeves of her hoodie and made sure her shoes were tied.

“I just don’t like the thought of you wandering around out there in the dark.”

“Wandering? You make it sound like I haven’t figured anything out yet! Come on, don’t I deserve a little bit of credit? And I can take care of myself just fine, I’m a grown woman.” Cassandra rolled her eyes and made a funny face. Criss laughed, despite his attempts at being serious.

“Just be careful, okay, Cass?”

“Of course,” she waved goodnight and walked out.

It was true. Cassandra had found her way around pretty well the past few days. She got Saturday’s off, and she’d used that time to get to know the city. She’d walked past the best restaurants, the biggest hotels, the flashiest casinos, and some of the dingiest neighborhoods. It was an interesting contrast.

And really, the city didn’t seem anymore dangerous than any other big city. And it was true that she’d come from a small town, but that didn’t mean she was without common sense. Cassandra reflected on all these things as she wandered towards the parking lot she’d come to consider home.

The pavement seemed to be glittering strangely beneath the streetlights that illuminated the place. Cassandra was confused and entranced both. It was a few minutes before she realized that it was broken glass.

“Boy, someone’s going to be really upset---.” With a suddenly gasp, she noticed that it was, of course, her own car.
“Oh no. Oh no, no, no!”

The windows were gone. Her piles of clothes were thrown all over the car. Her box of things had been overturned. There had been precious little of value, because she was wearing her jewelry, and of course she had no money. But her CDs were gone, her radio was gone, and the hubcaps were gone.

“Stanley? Tell me you’re here, Stanley.” She pawed through the clothes, heedless of broken glass or anything else the thieves might have put there. She found the bunny on the floor.
“Stanley!” she clutched him to her chest.

Cassandra surveyed the mess of her car. She couldn’t call the police, because she knew she wasn’t supposed to be sleeping there. She didn’t have insurance. She couldn’t even call her mother. In short, there was nothing she could do. She had no place to go.

Careful to avoid the glass, Cassandra sat on the pavement, clutching Stanley.

“Cassandra?” a familiar voice asked. “What are you doing here? What’s wrong?”
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