I hurried to the back.
"What took ya so long?" Chance, the owner of The All Day, All Night Club, asked.
"Detention." I quickly said and hopped into my dressing room.
"Ah, got ya."
I got dressed and put my heavy makeup on.
"Why do I have this job?" I said to myself.
"Oh yeah, I need money."
I got up and heard the announcer announce me. The crowd of guys cheered, I scowled at myself and went out on the stage.
I danced on the pole easily and with exaggeration. I slowly stripped of some clothing leaving what I needed covered. I danced on the floor and gave the guys a good time, lap dances, small make out sessions.
I spotted a guy in the back, dressed in black with his hood up. I glanced at him a few times trying to see who he was but still do what I was supposed to. He did look a little familiar but I could have been wrong, it was dark after all.
I finished up and went to the back again. I changed and scrubbed my makeup off. 7:30 PM exactly. I thought.
"Bye, Chance. I'll be back tomorrow!" I called out to him.
"See ya, Allie." He called back.
I got in my truck and turned it on. The radio filled the truck with country music, my guilty pleasure. I drove slowly, listening to Blake Shelton and Eric Church.
I pulled in to the diner and smelled the food immediately. I parked and opened my door, grabbed my wallet and closed the door. I walked up to the door and opened it. The smell was inviting and familiar.
"Allie!" Selena called.
"Hey, Sel." I said taking a seat at the bar.
"How was work?" She asked.
I looked at her. "You know I don't like it. It's hell. I just need money and it's very high paying."
"I know, sweetie."
She set a hamburger with cheese, mayo, lettuce, and tomato in front of me, my usual. I started to eat when I heard the door open. I turned around to see who it was, it was the guy in black that I saw in the club. His face was hidden, he was mysterious.
