Chapyter 11
Tara's POV
Blair and I took just about all weekend to put away all of our clothes. We even started making plans to expand our already large walk-in closets. If they wouldn't let us, we may just end up renting another whole room, just for our clothes. Blair even tried to convince me to tell them that it was serious CIA business and had to be done. It was tempting. Very tempting. But we ended up just finding the room. On Sunday, we had new neighbors across the hall. They they other Penthouse, and they were just about our age. They were hot I'm not gonna lie, but, as usual, they were gay. Aren't they always, I'm not even surprised. But I did gain some super awesome gay besties, Chance and Brian. Seriously their hilarious, we spent all day Sunday helping them get settled and they think it's super col that we're strippers. Of course, they think my name is Kat, they have to earn my trust. And thank the lord that we had Monday and Tuesday off due to some severe weather warning. I don't pay attention. But we had a slumber party at Chance and Brian's place and we played a bunch of games. We found at they have been together for 2 years and they have been through so much. Brian's parents were well known in Hawaii, so they disowned him because they thought he would bring bad publicity to their name. Chance's parents lived in New York City and support their relationship and started a organization supporting the gays. They took Brian in and accept them both for who they are. their story is so inspiring, I just about shed a tear. We watched movies and ate food. Blair even said that her boyfriend and his friends that work with him are coming into town again. Apparently, they have business to handle and were going to be here for a while. I was actually excited to meet them. Blair was so happy when se talked about them and had a spark in her eye. It was sweet. Sickly sweet. But I was happy nonetheless.
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It was Wednesday and we were currently rushing out of our rooms and saying goodbye to Chance and Brian as we practically sprinted to our cars. We accidentally slept in and were late. Very late. And I knew for a fact that if we were late, Lex would skin is alive. Last week some girl names Sandy had on eyeshadow that clashed with her outfit and made her look bad. You could see the steam coming from Lex's ears. To say I was frightened was an understatement. I was scared shitless. I handed Blair my extra helmet. "What is this for?" "Just put it on and let's go!" Her eyes widened when she realized why I had meant. "Oh no. No no no no no no no!!! I'm not trying to die today!" I put her helmet on myself and mustered enough strength to put her on the bike and out our bags in a safe enough place. "Hold on." Blair was still saying no, but it didn't matter. I stepped on the gas and had us weaving through the traffic. When Blair was done screaming she was praying and trying to convince herself that she wasn't gonna die. I wish somebody caught this on tape cause this was pure gold.
About 15 minutes later, I pulled up to Cherry Vanilla and released Blair's hold on me. I could finally breath again. Blair jumped off of my baby and started kissing the ground. I was pretty sure she was gonna start crying soon and thanking the gods, but I wasn't staying around to watch. I picked up our bags and started walking to the door. We were still on time but if we took a car we would for sure have to start writing our wills. Just as I was walking through the door, Blair catches up to me. "For the record, I am never doing that again." I looked over to her with a raised eyebrow. "Fine by me. You can just take the hour walk home. Or you can, of course, get another ride. Tell me, Blair do you have another ride?" I couldn't hide the smirk that was on my face. It looked like she was having an internal battle because she knew that I knew what the answer already was. But then, she looked behind me and her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "SPENCER!" She squealed like a school girl. I'm fact her voice wet up like three octaves higher and I had to wince just a bit. I turned around and my eyes widened a bit. Blair grabbed my arm and started dragging me to the group if boys. She gave 'Spencer' a hug. And I could've sworn I had seen them before. All of them actually. Blair seemed to finally notice that there were three other guys here. "Heyyy, you guys are from the mall" I was confused. I'm pretty sure I would have seen them at the mall. Blair seemed to understand and clued me in. "The guys at the mall remember, they were hitting on you and you didn't even give them the time of day" "Oh". We kind of just stood there in an awkward silence. I still didn't know where had seen these guys. And then it hit. It came in like a wrecking ball, and I knew it. "We'll let me introduce everyone, I'm-" Spencer "Spencer, that's-" Remmington "Remmington, here is-" Bryce "Bryce, and then there's-" James "James." I knew there names before I was told but I wasn't gonna say that. I shook their hands and said my hey's. Spy code for by the end of the mission I'm gonna have your f*cking heads on a stick. But of course, they don't need to know that. "How long are you guys gonna be here for business?" I was secretly hoping that I would be struck by an indoor lightning bolt before I had to hear jwo long they were staying. "Well, we were hoping for a couple months. I want to spend some more time with my girl." I thought Blair was lovesick, but these two together were just going to make we barf. "Well, if your staying for a couple of months, you and Blair are going to have to calm down your hormones. I'm not going to be living with this." And with that I turned around and left, leaving behind a blushing Spencer and Blair, and three laughing idiots.
I can only pray that I don't die from the presence of these idiots before I can finish this mission. I am soo not gonna last.
ITS ALMOST CHRISTMAS YAY!!! HAPPY HOLIDAYS
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