Dork To Badass

Chapter 12

Narrator's POV:

Every thing was settled, Camila has her fake girlfriend Instagram, and she was arriving home now everyone at school know that her and Veronica are dating, these days have been calm, no call from her dad or any complaints from the neighborhood calling the police on her.

"Sofia! I'm home"

Camila shouts, but she did not get a response, which worries her. "Camila! I'm here"

The other brunette comes out from the kitchen, her hair is messy and she had seductive clothes of a stripper.

"Where have you been all night?" The younger girl walks up to the older.

However immediately regrets it. "Woah, you smell-"

"Like sex, I know, I'm back to working at the strip club for a month only"

Upset and pissed Camila chants. "What? Why are you back?!"

"Hear me out, Ryan needs more strippers, and he needed one left to work, so we agreed that I will work for him for a month"

Crossing her arms, Cabello didn't love the idea, but hey it's her life. "Um, okay I mean it's your choice"

For a couple seconds of silence, Sofia claps her hands. "I almost forgot, your dad sent you this so you could continue his business here"

The stripper goes to the counter and hands a bag to Camila, confused she opens it to find drugs and weed in it.

"What the fuck-"

"I know I was shock as you were, it also includes at the club I work at, oh and especially the MJ Bar"

Shocked she replied loudly. "I have to go inside the club and at a bar!?"

"Mm hm"

"How am I going to do that?"

Smiling and cheery Sofia responded with no worry. "Don't stress, your father has this fake ID for you"

"Welp, what else can I do..."

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𝐀𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛
𝟔:𝟑𝟓𝐏𝐌

"ID?" Tall, buff, and mean..

Cabello swallowed the lump in her throat, even though she never been in a strip club, she can already smell the scent of naked ladies and drunk men.

Loud whistling and howling coming from inside, music and grunting, a swear rolling from the young girl face. She smiled sweetly at the buff guy.

"Here ya go" she said handing him the ID.

He grabs it and examines it, surprisingly he nods and hands it back to her, expecting to be kicked out and yelled at. The door is open for her.

Thanking the buff guy, she strolled in, with many guys standing behind her waiting to enter the place of their desire, maybe Camila does too. Yet upon her surroundings, ladies danced on the pole, men threw money at them.

Ladies dragged guys to a spot behind Curtains, some drinked and cheer for a celebration or something like that, her brown eyes examine the place, she tried seeking for a guy with short curls and a perfect face structure.

Said to be wearing a red suit, while Camila tried hard not to stare at the sexy beautiful ladies, no doubt they came close to her and seductively touched her, at the end she managed to escape them.

"Seeking for me?" A masculine voice spoke, that her back shiver to the tone.

She turn her heels and was met with a guy around her age sitting there with a water bottle, along with a suit case.

Camila nodded. "Um.. Mr. Mendes?"

He chuckles instead. "Haha, no no take a seat" he pointed at the chair across him.

Not complaining she sat down. "Mr. Mendes is my dad, I'm his son, he is in the mafia and works with your dad, my father sent me here to pick up or pay whatever you dad offered him"

The brunette nodded, taking out four small bags from her own bigger bag. She Carefully hand them to him under the table, the other teen looks at it to make sure.

Smirking he nods. "Cool, here's the money"

Camila is handed money of the amount of 200K, she isn't surprised because she is rich as this dude. "Great, what's your name?"

"He grins them narrow his eye brows. " hmm I'm Shawn, and you?"

"I'm Camila, nice to meet you"

She greatly hands her hand out for him, accepting the friendly act, he shakes it, then he gets up from his seat.

"It was also pleasure in meeting you, we'll be seeing each other again"

At last, he walked away with nothing else to say.

Then a familiar figure appears and sits next to Cabello. "I see you met him any ways you have to go and see the onth client at the bar"

"Right, I'll see you later!"