10 Days as a stripper (Book 1 of the 10DAYS series). ✔️ Edited

EIGHT

                    DAY 8

"Open the door, sleepy head" Gianna yelled, banging on my door. "Go awayyyy" I called back, drapping the covers over my head. (Can I not sleep in peace?) "Open up Chica. You know I could tell Martinez to break this door" she suggested, making me yank the covers off my body.

Groaning as the sun almost blinded me, I got off the bed. "Martinez this, Martinez that, I wish you were dating a skinny ass guy" I muttered to myself, as I opened the door. "I heard you chica." Gianna tutted, pointing her finger at me. "Ohhh I'm so scared" I cried, rolling my eyes.

"You're so dramatic, it's 12:30 already chica." She chuckled, walking past me and into my room. "It's still too early to get up" I whined, walking into the bathroom. "Ugh" I said to my reflection in the mirror. "How come those women In movies, get perfect bed hair and I don't?" I whispered to myself.

Rinsing my mouth, I packed my hair in a bun and walked back into my room. "Hurry your ass up Mel, we are going shopping." Gianna grinned, clapping her hands together. "Shopping?" I asked, wondering when we made such plans. "Yes shopping, we have a lot to do today" she explained, walking into my closet.

"We do?" I asked myself. I followed her into the closet, and saw Gianna searching frantically for something. "Where do you keep your skirts?" Gianna asked, not raising her head up.

"Uh I don't have any?" I answered. "What, you don't have skirts? We really do need to shop then." She concluded, picking a skinny jean and a yellow halter top.

"What's going on today?" I asked, as I grabbed the clothes from Gianna. "Oh right. Martinez got to talk to Rocco. He convinced him to invite all the old customers for a dinner party, including Roberto" she explained, and immediately my frown turned into a grin.

"Oh wow, that was quick. That's good news." I said, staring at her. "I know right. Plus Giovanni is going to be there." She added, wiggling her lashes at me. "Uh, who's Giovanni?" I asked, raising my brows. "Giovanni De Luca. I thought you had sex with him." She asked walking out of the closet.

"Oh so that's his name" I muttered. (I guess he's not so mysterious afterall) Getting out of my nightwear, I changed into the fresh clothes Gianna picked. "That doesn't explain why we're going shopping though." I said, walking into the bedroom. "Here for your lips. We need dresses for tonight Tesoro." She explained, passing me a lip gloss.

"Thanks." I smiled sheepishly at her, before applying the lip gloss. "Hurry, Martinez is waiting" She tutted, walking to the door. "Ugh! Must we go with him?" I asked, whining at the fact that I have to ride with Martinez again. "Yes we do. You both have to get along, for my sake" she argued, dragging me to the parking lot.

"No we don't, he's like a walking wall. The longest he has spoken to me, is like what? Three words?" I frowned, and she giggled. "Oh shush, you guys will get along just fine. Plus Lucas is coming with us" she added, "As if that makes me feel better" I groaned.

"What's wrong with Lucas?" She asked, as we waited for Martinez's car. "Well he's way too talkative and clingy" I explained, scrunching up my nose as I remembered yesterday.

"Oh my gosh Mel, you don't like Martinez because he doesn't talk and you don't like Lucas because he talks? You're confusing" Gianna screeched, slapping her forehead.

"Heyyy, it's not my fault that I'm a very complicated person" I shrugged. "Hey baby" Gianna cooed, as she entered the passenger seat of Martinez's car. "Hey guys" I greeted, sitting beside Lucas in the back seat. Martinez groaned, turning to look at Gianna with a glare. "Whattt? If I had said she was coming with me you wouldn't agree to drive us" Gianna exclaimed, smiling sheepishly at him.