Money

1.buying a toy

I shuffled through my pocket in my jeans until my fingers found a cool metal box. I pulled it from the denom and flicked the cap. My thumb ran itself down the side of the box. A small flame exoploded from the top. It swayed in the air daring to cause harm. However it only found its way to the end of a cylinder. The smells instantly danced around me. The sent of thick smog enveloped my every scence.

Like puzzle pieces the cigarette seemed to sit between my thin fingers with ease. The smoke trailed upwards creating an art piece. I touched it to my soft lips letting the art flow into my breathes. The breathes grew relaxing. With every inhale followed a soft exhale of wondrous patterns. My eyes closed with ease. I continued to breathe in the silence. The smoke found its way with the wind. Following the path out into the melody of the rain.

I went inside this place,it was crowded inside.The discothèque was surrounded by people as a girl danced.The soft exhale of tobacco scents embraced me as it fluttered,so did the girl on stage.

Sliding her right foot back and the other one forward, she dropped low so that her dress brushed the ground, then sprang back up again, so quickly that she got whiplash.She than stopped,and looked at the crowd with a proud smile.She threw her arms out and waved them from side to side, perfectly in tune with the beat, before jumping into the air. Her dress spun around her and for a moment it felt like she was flying ... then the ground was beneath her again.

The music suddenly stopped,she stopped again.I took a deep breath as I glazed at her perfect face,it was breathe taking.She was like a sculpture, flawless skin, flawless hair, flawless features...I could go on for hours.

I clenched my hands,wondering if I was making the right choice. The bill will be hella expensive,and I would go broke after it.I sighed as I slowly raised my hand,a staff from the club noticed me.

"Yes,Ms.Kim?"She smiled politely, I could feel she was beaming inside.

"I wanna rent that girl,"I pointed out,as I stared at that girl.Her seductive smile once again charmed me, I could feel butterflies in my stomach."I'll sign the contract tonight,gotta go,"I sighed taking one last glance at the beautiful girl on stage.

I took a cab to a house nearby. I walked in the house built of red Lyons Sandstone with the most god-awful-looking picket fence I'd ever seen. The house was enormous. A cat laid on a wooden mailbox lazily, just like the people living inside ,fat old cats.

I went in the house using the spare key the owner of this house gave me.I went in a room that showed her lack of interest in anything to do with what people thought of - who in the right mind would paint a baby room vintage blue.

'Jisoo,why are you here?'A woman is her early thirties came in,with a frown plastered on her face.Looks like I'm not welcomed.

'Shhhh-you'll wake min-gu up.'I said,as I walked to the living room.

'You need money again, right sis?'She asked,sounding annoyed.'What is it this time, you wanna buy more cigarettes or you ran out of vodka? '

It wasn't technically my fault that I ask her for money. I was eighteen when I finally came out as lesbian.And it was the day was mom decided I was hopeless and let me do whatever I wanted to.I became a total piece of rubbish . My sister is the heiress of the Kim group ,and she was my main source of money.

'Nah,haven't ran out of it, ' I stated casually.

She glanced at me,and than let out a big sigh as she shook her head. 'What now?'

'Oh nothing, just give me the money,'

She nodded as an agreement and tried to convince me not to do anything illegal.

'Alright, but no promises, '

She looked at me.She couldn't hide her disappointment. Devastatedly,she wined,'Please, no more drugs, '

I nodded and hostile glared at her, curling my infamous heart shape lips . She let out another sigh,and couldn't helped it but shook her head.I rolled my eyes.

I left her house shortly afterwards, feeling a slight feeling of guilt. I was the worse sister you'll ever ask for.But hey,at least I'm not asking for money to buy cigarettes anymore.

Speaking of cigarettes, I completely forgot which pocket I put the box in earlier, so I took a brisk guess: Nope, not this pocket, I went for the latter instead, there it is! I swiftly took one cigarette out of the already open box and flicked the lid for it to close.

The wind was forcefully blowing like a child blowing out a candle and the clouds had just started darkening, so I had to be wary of where I placed my lighter, otherwise it would blow out.

I pulled my cider-colored jacket towards me, then grabbed the square lighter out of the only pocket. I flipped the lid open and softly pressed on the button to free the flame. I noticed my sister staring at the ornate design of the lighter from the side of my eye.

Something about me is getting out of control.

I hopped on another cab,and went straight to the club with that girl. The lights in the club were dimmer than usual, and no girls were dancing on the stage.It felt weird,the place is supposed to be crowded, full of screams and cries.People chanted for the girls that would dance flawlessly on stage.

'Ms.Kim,I'll bring you to see Rosé,'The manager pleaded at me.What an interesting name,Rosè.

She passed some documents for signing the contract of renting girls from the club.Also Rosé's information.

Name : Park Roseanne/ Chaeyoung
Age:16
Nationality:Korean/Aussie
Background:
Her family was in need for money as they were in debt,so her dad forced her be a stripper.
Price : 1,000,000 a year

I can't wait to see her.Buying a toy will be fun,right,Chaeyoung?