Casanova /// h.s.

Two

Im sadden by the fact that my parents don't even care if I'm actually dancing on poles. I'm sadden by the fact that my best friends parents don't give a rats ass about us.

Abby and I have been best friends since we were infants, and we made sacrifices together. She was more like the child, and I was more like the parent.

Abby loved to party and get drunk. I only the other hand, don't. I liked being college, and studying on subjects.

And yes.. Abby & I are in college, and were both sophomores.

But seriously, we've been learning how to do things on our own since the 5th grade.. which isn't very cool.

We were in front of the building of were Abby & I worked... it was really dark out since its 9:00 pm.

I was still surprised that we had this job.. we were both smart, and intelligent.. so why are we even working here?

"We have to go inside, Bec. Or Joe is going to get pissed off at us."

I came back into reality by the sound of Abby's voice.

Joe was our boss, the one who actually owned the club we worked at. He probably got drunk and decided to call the club, 'The Voyage Club'... I hate the name to be honest. Its sounds as if it was named by the Wizard of Oz.

I nodded in argument and I started to walk in the stupid building that I hated.  

"Where the fuck have you two been!?"

He was standing there in his business suit and was wearing 2 chains around his fat ass neck..Joe.

"We ran in to t-traffic.."

I heard the cry in Abby's voice, already telling a lie. So I spoke up.

"We got busy doing our girly stuff, nothing that you need to be aware of."

Joe gave me a glare that was signaling that I needed to shut my smart mouth off.

"Get changed and on the poles, we have customers that need lap dances! ASAP!"

He hurried off on that announcement. I sighed in relief but 'ugh' at the part that I still had to work here for my rent on the apartment that Abby & I lived in.

We ran in a hurry to the dressing rooms, trying to manage not to get yelled at again by Joe.

"Becky your out in five."

I gave a nod to the guy who takes care of the 'lights'.

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I was now glancing at myself in the mirror, realizing that 'why do I still have this job?', 'why can't I get another job?'. My thoughts were interrupted as I noticed my outfit.. it was slutty.

It was all lingerie, but it didn't cover my stomach, hardly my boobs, and my ass was seriously on display.

They made me wear this shit.

I stopped looking at myself and went out on the stage.

My first glimpse was my co workers shaking their ass, on guys gentleman areas.

I hate saying the guys arousin.

I started to twirl on the black pole, nothing to sexual.

"YOU HAVE TO SHAKE YOUR ASS BECKY!"

I was pissed, who ever said that shit, is going to pay! I got off the pole and turned my head to see the one who said that stupid, comment...turned out to be Joe.

With anger fuming inside of me, I stomped of the stage to talk to him.

"what are you doing Becky!"

He shouted, although I wouldn't blame him due to the fact that the music was booming through the walls.

"You can't just---"

That's when my eyes fell upon a stranger next to Joe.

He had shoulder length hair that appeared to be , emerald eyes, and a very muscular body... my mouth was literally drooling.

But this stranger seemed off, it was like he wasn't normal/human... if he was, he wouldn't be this goddamn hot looking.

The stranger caught sight of me, and he grinned in satisfaction.

Joe could sense some sort of uncomfort, so he spoke out.

"Umm.. Becky, this is Harry."

I couldn't stop looking at him.. it was like I was attracted to him?

I just wanted his lips to be on mine..IM GOING CRAZY.

I nodded my head in agreement, and walked away...well I guess you can say my mind was walking away, but my feet weren't! Goddamn his good looks!

"I want her."

Harry's voice was so demanding and yet so controlling.. ugh, his voice is so raspy..I awhed in my mind.

"You can't take her, she is in college and she is the best dancer we have!"

Joe was quite angry at the fact, but his anger soon turned into terrified , when Harry looked his direction.

Joe mouthed off a 'sorry' and left.

UGH!

I watched him walk off, until Harry spoke.

"Come with me."

He held his hand out for me to take, should I even take it?

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