I sat in my car in the club's parking lot. I was feeling a little sick but I always felt a little nervous before I danced. Who wouldn't? Being butt ass naked in front of grown ass men. Yeah, my family is as rich as they come but I like having my own money. My parents think I work at Wal-Mart overnight ass a stocker. Shit, that was the only thing I could think of at the time so I stick with it.
I picked up my phone to finally text Calvin back, who had already text me three times.
Calvin: Hey big head. Lol.
Calvin: babe?
Calvin: guess u busy ma. Hmu later.
Me: omw to work. I'll call u later babe. Love u.
As I finished the text and sent the message my phone started to ring. It was my mom. I dreaded to pick up the phone.
"Yea?", I answered annoyed.
"Where are you?", she asked, concerned.
"I have to work today, mama. I told you that last night.", I replied.
"We were supposed to all go out to eat tonight.", she whined.
"I honestly would rather work.", I said in an uncaring voice. There was a slight pause.
"Well ok then. Have a nice day at work.", her voice became low. I could tell she was disappointed. "I love you.", she added.
"Yea, thanks.", I responded and then hung up.
I know that was kind if mean but I hated that she wanted to start doing family Shit all of a sudden. We weren't doing it before. So why start now? I ain't got time for the bullshit. I got money to make.
I took a sip of my ginger ale hoping it would help my upset stomach. I finally got out of the car and walked towards the club.
Magic City is the best club in Atlanta as far as the music, celebrities, and of coarse the strippers. So many people, men and women, came to see us. And I'm here everyday we're open collecting this money. Faithfully.
I walked in and walked towards the back. There was only a few people there, getting ready for tonight. I walked past a few people and spotted Dj EZ, who was setting up his equipment for tonight. Saturday's were his night and I knew he was gone have that Shit turnt.
He was so sexy. He had the sexiest green eyes and full lips. He looked like he was mixed with black and Puerto Rican. His hair were in cornrows that fell down his back. He stood 6'1 and wore a True Religion black tee, with black True Religion jeans, and black air force's.
"What's up, baby girl?", he said as I walked by.
"Hi.", was all I could let out.
He looked so good. He always did. I was always fantasizing about him. Just like every other female in the club. But I knew I couldn't have him. I was in a relationship with Calvin and his girl was the only one that would take me under her wing. Malaysia a.k.a LayLonnie. We danced together almost every night. We were known as the Trapeze Twins. I couldn't do her like that. She was like my big sister. But he was very tempting.
I got to the back where the other girls were. "Bout damn time.", Malaysia said playfully. We both laughed.
"Sorry. I wasn't feeling well earlier. But I'm fine now.", I replied.
"Why are you even here? Should've kept yo ass home.", one of the girls snapped at me. I already knew it was Ashley a.k.a. Bambi. The Bitch had it out for me since I started. I honestly don't know why.
