Evangeline Jackson lives a double life; Call her Hannah Montana except very black and very gay. Her life consists of hiding two big secrets: the fact that she's never thought of dating a man in her life and the fact that she's a very famous undergro...
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Started Thursday June 22, 2023
(this is my first story don't bash me too hard)
^ Evangeline's Dress
Prologue : Never Have I Ever On An Illegal Website
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< SUMMER >
"WELCOME TO THE STAGE, THE ONE, THE ONLY... EVANGELINE!"
The audience—some seated at tables, some standing, and some at the bar—erupted into cheers filled with yelling and clapping after hearing the announcement. Those who were occupied with their phones or their partners stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to the stage.
The lights went dark.
All besides the one blue light that lit up a singular spot on the stage.
The audience, mostly men, waited anxiously for the show to start. They were at the edge of their seats, hands already digging into their wallets to throw some money. That applied to all the men there. However there were two types of women: the ones who were jealous of how excited their boyfriends were and the ones who were just as excited as their boyfriends.
The Evangeline's performance was one you had to see to believe. She left you stunned and in love with her presence and voice. From the blinding shimmer of her fitted blue dress to her honey blonde curls that fell perfectly on her back.
To abide by the rules of the club, no pictures or videos were to be taken.
So you quite literally had to see to believe.
The lights turn off again. A few seconds go by. They turn back on, an old school vocal mic coming into view.
Clack.
Clack.
Clack.
Clack.
The sound of heels fills the room. The viewers got completely quiet as everyone waited for the beauty to appear before them.
Clack.
Clack.
The noice got closer. Some men were shaking with excitement. Some laid $50 bills and $100 on their table ready to throw. Some women drank their wine with a jealous look in their eyes as they scanned the room they were in. What's so good about her?
