Stalked by Mr Malik!

Ch-20

Plan 1: PAIGE

You know what I really hate. Waxing. No, I'm serious. I mean I do get it done and all and I don't even feel the pain but its still a pain in the arse! And if that wasn't enough then this is what Paige said:

"Bikini wax is up next!"

My eyes widened and I looked around to see everybody else mirroring my expression.

"Paige?" Kaylie said.

"Yeah?"

"Why?" I completed.

Paige seemed to analysize the situation.

"Um...because...how many times do I actually get a chance to actually torture you?" She simply stated.

Damn my policy of strictly not butting into the other person's plan!

Aw freak!

***

It was her plan so after a lot of arguing we all had go with with it. It was painful and miserable. Thanks Paige!

At the moment we all were getting dressed up. That too like strippers...so yeah...awk-ward...!

"Paige, what are you up to?" I asked her for the millionth time but she simply shrugged me off.

I was wearing a skinny mini black skirt with a red discotheque top (rather bra) with 4 inch heels. To top it all of I also wore a silver-gold scarf around my neck. I had loud makeup on. Red lipstick, smoky eyes, fake eyelashes and grey contacts. For a girl who wore her glasses 24/7 I was managing this loss of sight pretty well. Because you know that I couldn't see right now. Paige herself wore a sparkly gold dress with fishnet and heels. Kaylie wore skinny jeans with a tube top. Not the look we were going for but we couldn't really push her, right? Sam wore a pink miniskirt with a blue bikini top whereas Reg simply went with what Kaylie wore. Our makeup was ditto though.

What the hell had Paige in store was completely a mystery. She wouldn't tell. Not even until the time we got out of the cab and headed towards the strip club.

"Are we ever allowed in?" Kaylie asked.

"No dummy" Is all Paige said. We all looked at her expectantly to expand the fact but she kept walking without a care in the world. I knew that the passer-by's were staring at us, and I hoped that none of them knew any of us, but Miss Paige-y never said a word.

"Well..." Regina said, signalling to go on.

"Well what?" she asked, clueless as ever.

*Major face-palm!*

"So what now?" Sam said in a 'duh' voice.

"No telling" she stated firmly.

"Dude! We're here. How much more time?" I was getting impatient now.

She mentally reasoned with herself. Then came to a conclusion. And I swear, I didn't like it.

"No" is all she said.

"Please" Okay...I hate to admit it, but I DID sound like a wimp.

"No"

***

It was eight in the evening and we were at this strip club, Living Blue, waiting to strip our dignity off. Or so I thought by now. Did Paige simply want to humiliate us? But naa...otherwise she won't ever be a part of the plan, right? Or was she gonna abandon us? Oh no no no no!

"Okay people!" Paige said, snapping her fingers to get our attention.

"Yeah?" we said together and then shared smiles because we all pretty much just got jinxed.