Sugar made the mafia

Jobless

Stephanie's POV

"Great another day of school I hate school but a chance to be away from the devils den #Sunny smile orphanage makes me cry of glee."

As usual walking to school is the favourite part of my day it gives me a chance to think, that's before my only and  friend shows up. (The blonde haired boy with a football player figure, muscles that pierce through his shirt and that one guy that all cheerleaders simp over. They don't know that his gay of course)"Hi Stupid!" Aaron shouted almost hard enough that Charlie town could hear him. "Girl what you over thinking about this time. You need to chill" can he be more annoying. "I need money desperately." I said staring into Aarons bright brown eyes thinking that somehow this boy would know what to do. He of course burst out in Laughter "seriously Steph your over thinking that. Why on earth would need money? Yeah like your aloud outside the devils house after school besides the only job you can get at night is being a prostitute these days! hahahahahahahaha there's no way I'm letting my best friend do that"
Aaron may have found that funny but for me it somehow tingled in my head, besides people touching me is an understatement of what happens at Sunny Smile.

The day had gone by quick because later I found myself in the bathroom checking out the scar I had gotten on my back for accidently dropping the plate while washing the dishes the other night. "Does Sunny Smile know hitting kids with a metal rod make them bleed." After I patched myself up with a new bandage I felt the need to cry. Not because the scar was big enough to cover half of my back or that it was probably starting to infect but the fact that I couldn't feel the pain. "That's it Stephanie Marlene Blakeley stop it. So mom and dad went to live a life with you you're hearts still beating. So what you get tortured every day of your life you're still breathing and for the love of  God stop feeling like the whole world is on your shoulders because you still have purpose even when you don't know how because you're alive." Yes I gave myself a pep talk but the for once in my life I felt like breathing was possible.

I ran to the computer room. I sat on the far corner away from the teachers desk because you can't exactly say why I'm googling prostitutes for hire. I sent the email to my phone (Aaron gave it to me for my birthday) and put everything exactly back in place. From the computer mouse almost on the keyboard to the wooden chair kinda sitting crooked. I'm quite good at hiding things and finding hidden things I guess you could say that my only superpower.

"There you are I was looking everywhere for you. We are going to be late for class."a familiar voice screamed at the back of me. Aaron had came searching for me and before long without saying a word a followed him to the last class of the day. We sped through the glass windows, ran through wooden doors and ran up the stairs well that's until my worn out school shoes slept me and I fell on a beast. He is the most beautiful creature I've ever seen with eyes as blue as the ocean, jet black hair that smelt like coconut, a tanish skin covered you could barely see because his arms were covered with tattoos right down to his hands, he was wearing golden rings on both his hands and the smell of his cologne was hidden somewhere in there. It's weird to say but for the first time in my life I had felt safe he made me feel safe. That's when I fell out of my trans and "Get off me you stupid girl! Do you have any idea how much this suit cost!" He screamed. Aaron quickly helped me up and we ran never looking at this stranger again.

After school I had told Aaron that I had to go to Target to buy "somethings". The loser insisted on coming as well until I told him that it be weird to help me look for girl products. Finally I got some privacy.

I would have gone to Target if I had money or needed to Butch went somewhere else entirely.

"Okay Stephanie you can do this. The email said they are hiring any time so you can do this. I think." I repeated these words to myself thinking about the sugar daddy website I found. "Being a prostitute for one rich old man is much better than being one for broke ass drunks." Lastly I had stopped walking. There was a property in front of me that was bigger than the white house and Disney World combined. The estate was covered in white there was a pool  as big as the orphanage and the hot tub looked fit for a queen. "State your business" a voice came through the speaker next to me. "I, I hope I'm at the correct place for the interview. You see the add that was posted" I could hardly speak the voice comming through the intercom was terrifying. "Access granted you may now go to the front door Miss Blakeley, wait there till it's time for the interview. You are not allowed to speak nor nod or face the consequences" how did this guy know my name. I didn't have much time to think of it since the gate started opening and I walked to the front door. There were 5 girls before me 2 of them started giggling so what I assumed where guards took them

I started getting impatient because I had to be home by 6pm sharp no later and it was already 5:30 but I was to scared to move so I waited and I waited. One girl went in and came out then the next went in she didn't come out and the one before me went in and came out. It was only me left the intercom called my full name and told me to come in. My feet slowly walking into the metal that had been opened for me.

Hi cuties I hope this chapter was long enough. There will be sexual attention ahead so if you don't want to see it skip to the next chapter where I will give a quick summary of what happened also remember this is my very first book I'm writing so there will be spelling errors.