𝔽𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕒 𝕂𝕚𝕝𝕠𝕤 • 𝔼. 𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕩 𝔽𝕖𝕞! ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

Chapter 1

𝔽𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕒 𝕂𝕚𝕝𝕠𝕤 • 𝔼. 𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕩 𝔽𝕖𝕞! ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

"Come on down to Florida

I got something for ya

We could see the kilos or the keys, baby, oh ya"

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'Dear Y/N,

This is a gentle reminder that your school fees have not been paid for the past three months. We are pleased to have you at our University, but unfortunately, due to your outstanding school fees, you may not be able to continue studying at The University of Florida in case of non-payment.

The total amount is $35,452. Please pay by June 3,  2021, to avoid any negative consequences.

Sincerely,

The University of Florida'

Y/N snapped a picture and sent it to her brother. She awaited his response. Her phone lit up.

Baldheaded Bitch

'Told your ass to go to community college. Now, look at you. Looking dumb'.

She rolled her eyes as she tossed the letter on her desk and belly-flopped on her bed. The stressed girl groaned into her pillow. It was her dream to get into the University of Florida. Replaying the memory two years ago of when she got that letter, that letter every senior in high school prays for, "Dear Y/N L/N, Congratulations! We are excited to say, you have been accepted into The University of Florida! Go you!" That's all she needed to see.

"That's great news! That is if your broke ass is able to afford it. HA!" Y/N pushed her brother off her bed. "Shut the hell up Connie." "Ow! Damn you didn't have to do all that. Anyways the letter says the scholarship covers only two school years. What are gonna do about the other two? Community college is still an option-" "I'll figure it out as I go. Now leave so I can properly celebrate. And close the do-" He left without closing the door. "This motherfucker" Y/N muttered and got up to close her door.

Y/N sat up from her face plant position. "I gotta find another job..or maybe I can keep this job and just get another one on the side. Or I can work double shifts? No, I already do that. Is there such a thing as triple shifts?" She sighed and grabbed her laptop, surfing the web for jobs she can work temporarily for the time being. "Let's see, let's see. Waiter? Hmm. Barista? No, I already work at Starbucks. Wait..what's this?"

A job ad stating that there were dancers needed at a popular nightclub a few blocks from where her apartment was. "Like..pole dancing?" She shrugged and clicked on the ad. "I mean it wouldn't hurt. Plus I'll be able to make the payment in time! I think." Y/N heard someone open the door to her room. She shut her laptop down so hard the screen was sure to be cracked.

"Oh, it's just you." A sigh of relief left her lungs.

"Just me?! What the hell does that mean huh? You're not excited to see you're roomie?" The brown-haired girl pouted. "N- I mean yes. Of course, I'm happy to see you, Sasha. C'mere." Y/N stretched her arms out to give her roommate a hug. "I just thought you were someone else." Sasha scoffed and hugged her back. "Does someone else have the keys to this apartment that I should know about?" She teased. "No ma'am. I just got startled." She eyed her best friend. "Ohhkayyy? Anyways I got food and-" She eyed the laptop Y/N quickly hid under her pillow.

"Y/n."

"Sasha."

"What are uh, what are you hiding there?" Her lips pointed to the poorly hidden laptop.

"Oh, you know...NOTHING!" Y/n grabbed the laptop and ran past her.

"Nah Uh! You're gonna tell me what you're hiding! You can't run very far! I'm faster than you!" Sasha ran after her.

Y/n locked herself in the bathroom and tried her hardest to clear her search history before Sasha even had a chance of seeing it. "Damn I used to do this when my mom would ask to see my phone." She chuckled to herself. And before she knew it, her sneaky roommate pried the lock open, snatching your laptop.

"Who the fu- Hey! Give me my laptop back!" She lunged over to her, only to fall on her face. "You don't usually hide things from me, so this made me EXTRA curious. Chipotle is going to have to wait." She opened her laptop. Sasha's eyes almost popped out of her sockets. "Uhm... Y/n. Are doing what I think you're doing? Are you..a stripper?" She whispered the last part.

Y/n sighed and sat next to her. "You don't gotta whisper, we're the only one's here ya know."She chuckled. "But, yeah. I was thinking about it. I can't afford to pay this year's tuition Sash. And my job isn't paying me enough, even with the double shifts." Sasha stayed quiet.

"Look it's either this or selling feet picks to old guys. And you KNOW my feet are butt ugly. I can understand if you aren't against it." Y/n got up to get her burrito bowl. "Girl what? A stripper was what I wanted to be in junior and senior year of high school when I got my report cards back. Do you remember? Straight D's and E's."

She giggled and picked up her burrito. "I do actually. You wanted me to help you find a stripper name. What was it again?" Y/n snapped her finger in hopes of it helping her find the ridiculous name.

"Meat gobbler," They said in unison, both girls fell into a fit of laughter.

"What possessed you to go with that one bestie?" Y/n wiped her imaginary tears. "I love meat! I felt like it was only fitting if I chose that name. Shit, I'll still use it. Send me the link to that ad you got hold up." "Hey Sash, I don't think anyone would feel as remotely comfortable with someone giving them a lapdance who goes by the name of 'meat gobbler'" Y/n snickered. "Speak for yourself!" Sasha retorted. "Buuut. I think you should do it. Who knows, you might even start to like it!" Y/n shrugged. "Who knows. Maybe." Sasha looked at the clock. "Well, it's 11:30 pm. I'm a bit tired. We'll talk more in the morning ok? Goodnight girlie. I love you!" "I love you more!" Y/n watched as Sasha walked into her room to clock out for the night.

She then cleaned up the remainder of the trash that was leftover in the living room and threw it away. She grabbed her laptop and headed to her room.

"She's saying I should go for it huh? Well... I mean it couldn't hurt. Plus I need the money." She clicked on the website to do some research. "Huh, this place is pretty popular. Some of the biggest names go here." She scrolled all the way down where it said 'Contact With Employer'. And there, she put her info.

"Ok, here goes nothing. We're doing this to continue studying at UF."

Y/n pressed the 'Apply' button.

"And now, we wait."

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A/N Heyy! ahh, this the first-ever fanfiction that I've written. I was a bit scared to do this but hey, here we are! also all of the characters are 21 and up.

some disclaimers, please don't read this if you don't like the theme. I really don't have time for that. I've seen what's been happening on tik tok when yall get your hands on a fanfic. please behave. if you don't like what I write, don't read it. it's that simple. don't make this hard for everybody else.

another thing, please give me feedback in the comments so I can better my writing skills and make this more enjoyable for yall. I'm going to be making a playlist to go with this fanfic, ill put the link in the description, or ill just give you guys my spotify username next chapter. Thank you for reading!

I love you! <3