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Play song when **** my hair was starting to stick to the back of my neck as I finished my last dance of the night , the men's money thrown over the stage most with there two index fingers in there mouth whistling at my performance. My boss was stood over at the bright pink bar watching me like a hawk. My life was never going to go any further than this so I knew I had to get good at it , with practise I'm now not only the youngest but the best dancer in the club. men sit drooling over my routines with there poor wife's sat at home , its in the business I guess.
"good show Astrid, they love you!" my boss shouted over the loud music as I walked off of the stage ending my night. He will never not give me the creeps , his dark green eyes almost look evil and he stares so deeply into my soul I'm sure he knows all my secrets. his British accent was thick and he always had some new toy around his arm ten times younger than him, always blonde always skinny.
"thankyou sir" I said with a big smile on my face, men are easy to fool , he loves how innocent I am when I am not on stage and he loves how much above me he is in the world. Money , power, glory is all that he is and all that I crave to be.
"my son will be running the club all next week as I will not be around, tell me if he misbehaves darling" he said sarcastically with a wink. I am one of the only dancers he treats like this , he likes to ignore the other girls existence , which is unfair. he's not going to get into my bed weather he is kind or not , god knows why he is still trying.
"oh I will." I said laughing and playing into his behaviour making sure to keep my spot as his number one, its very important in this lifestyle. cutting the conversation as quickly as I could I walked away and towards the changing rooms ready to go out for the night.
"you coming straight to the bars with me?" a high pitch voice came from behind me blending in with the sound of a shutting door. her ginger locks fell down effortlessly matching her bright red lipstick that you never see her without. I cant think of a time where Charlie's not been my best friend , we came to the club together and have been inseparable ever since.
"yeah" I said smiling and pilling my clothes into my bag ready to leave the same as her. i wonder if he's going to be-
"he's going to be there dolly , is that okay?" she said through her bright lips finishing my thoughts like she's secretly inside my brain. I simply nodded walking out of the building and towards the car hearing her footsteps following behind me.
"I told you to stop calling me that" I said referring to the name she had earlier called me turning into the car park of the underground bar where we were meeting everyone , no one should call me dolly anymore. she apologetically smiled at me pulling my hand into the bar.
the red led lights from under the floor where shining brightly, lighting up the room just enough that you could see the face of the person your talking too. The music blaring through the speakers so loud you can feel the floor boards moving under your feet , making your ears ring once you leave. i missed coming here every night , there was nothing i loved more than meeting the group here and drinking till I couldn't see. Charlie with my hand still firm in hers pulled me through the thick clouds of smoke and the heaps of people basically making children in the middle of the dancefloor till we finally got to the table.
