Christopher Brown
Sitting in the VIP section of the strip club, I sat there nonchalantly not really wanting to be there. Not only was I not in the mood, it was also packed tonight. The boys talked me into coming, and as usual I gave in knowing they wouldn't give up until I did so. Taking a sip from my drink, I hadn't even noticed a dancer had approached me.
"Want a dance?" She asked shyly with her arms folded across her chest. I looked up and admired her features. The lights from the club danced on her bright colored skin. Her long curly hair mermaid colored hair stopped in the middle of her back. She had a nice size and shape going. I then made my way up to her light brown colored eyes that were staring back at me with a confused expression dancing across her face. I cleared my throat as I snapped back into reality.
"Nah ma, I'm good." I said letting out a sigh. I felt the couch dip in and found her sitting next to me.
"Who comes to a strip club not wanting to interact with the dancers?" She asked playing with her fingers. She's a little too shy to be a stripper I thought to myself. Maybe it's the fact that I'm Chris Brown.
"Someone whose friends talked him into going until he finally gave in." I stated looking over at her features once more.
"Oh." Was all she said.
"So what's a beautiful young lady like yourself doing stripping?" I spoke flirting a bit making her shift uncomfortably in her seat.
"Uh..It pays the bills and for school." She spoke lowly.
"How old are you ma?" I asked wanting to know more about her.
"Twenty." She said while looking down at her fingers. Only a year younger than me, but she seems like such a nice girl to be caught up in stripping.
"Twenty one." I stated eyeing her more trying to figure her out. "How long have you been working here?"
"About two years, but I won't be.... not for long." She spoke finally making eye contact with me.
"Wh-"
"Chris." August spoke walking up to dap me up. "She botherin' you?" He asked eyeing the girl as she began looking down playing with her fingers.
"Nah man, she's good." I spoke looking over at her.
"Aight man." He said hesitantly before eyeing her once more and walking away.
"Uh.. I should go." She spoke quickly getting up beginning to walk away.
"Wait ma." I said grabbing her arm making her cringe a little. I quickly removed my hand from her arm and dug into my pocket as she looked at me with an expectant look. I pulled out two stacks and held it out to her.
"No." She shook her head rapidly.
"What do you mean no?" I chuckled confused at her actions.
"I don't want your money." She spoke softly.
"What kind of stripper doesn't take money?"
"The kind that works for it." She said with a small smile before walking away. I bit my lip to hold back the smile I felt coming on and pulled out my phone to check the time. 1:22. Knowing the boys, they'll want to leave at closing and I would have no choice since Red has my car keys with him to ensure I wouldn't leave. I sighed and sat back in my seat going back to what I was originally doing.
Nadia Cole Jackson
Throwing my hair into a messy bun, I walked into the dressing room and pulled on my sweats and tank top on over my exposing outfit. I sighed as I slid into my tennis shoes and jacket. I went back into my locker, pulled out my phone, and threw my bag over my shoulder. I walked out of the dressing room and into the office to grab my week's pay from my box and headed out the front door.
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FanfictionBoth of their intentions were different...but which was the better choice?