Life Changes (L.C.August Alsina)

Dance Like A Stripper.

My Name Is Chanel I'm 21 5'2 I'm Mixed With Black Hawaiian  And Panimanian So I Have A Bit Of An Accent I Live In Atlanta I Have No Type Of Job In This Shit. I Moved Here From Florida To Make Atleast One Of My Dreams Come True But As you Can See That's Not Working Out As Well As I Would Like. So,I think I Mind As Well Become A Stripper...

Like literally

@ Kings Of Ace(Strip Club)

I Walked In The Strip Club To See It Empty A Little Looked Like Their Business Was Dry As Hell. I Was Just Looking Around Being A Nosey Person I Didn't See Anybody So I Just Went Home For A While Until 10 To See If Anybody Was There.

Once I arrived Now at a later time, The Parking Lot Was Full. So I Had To Park Across The Street I Crossed The Street And Went Inside The Club It Was Live As fuck. Strippers Dancing Niggas Throwing Money That's More Like It. I Was Looking Around And I Guess One Of The Strippers Thought I Was gay, She Tried To Dancing On Me I About Slapped That Bitch But I Held My composure.

"Yea, I don't roll that way, but could you please get the owners for me.?" I requested

She stood there looking at me for a minute before nodding and walking away. I Sat Down At The Bar while I waited hen I felt someone staring at me like they was crazy.

I shot my head in their direction"Uh Can I Help You?" I Snarled

"Well Excuse Me Fa Observin And Takin In Ya Beautifulness" He Said Chuckling

"Or Nah" I Replied

"What's Ya Name" He Asked

"Its Chanel Like The Designer" I Replied

"I Know Like Tha Designer" He Replied laughing

"Well Some People Fuck My Name Up sooo I had to let you know ahead of time"

"Why Ya Got such an attitude"

"Why You Asking Me Alot Of Questions And Staring My Ass Down" I Said Bluntly

"Cause I Own This Place, Now Ya Wanna Ans'a Muh Questions?" He Retorted

My Face Hit That Oh Shit Face

"Oh Well I ..... Yea I don't know" I Replied

"So Ya Just Mean Fa No Reason" He Asked

"I Mean Nah You Can't Just Be Walking Up To People Staring In They Face And Shit Not Expecting Them To Get Mad"

"Well I Own This Shit So I Do what Tha Fuck I Please" He Snapped

"Oh." I Said NonChalantly

"What Ya Hea Fa" He Asked More Calmly

I sense some bi polar-ness on him.

"I Want To Work Here"

"With That Attitude" He Sarcastically replied

"Man Look You Ain't Got To Take Me There's Plenty More Strip Clubs May I Remind You This Is Atlanta Don't Be Fucking Judging My Attitude" I Said Getting Up And Starting To Walk Away

He Then Grabbed my Arm Tf Nigga Yanking Me And Shit He Obviously Does Not Know Me "Nah I want Cha" He Said Eyeing Me Up And Down "But Listen Ya Ever Talk Ta Meh Like That Again Its Goin Ta Be Some Shit, Roun hea They Respect Meh And That's How Its Stayin Aight" He Said Looking Me In The Eye

Damn His eyes were kind of mesmerizing, But I still don't know who He Thought He Was Jacking Up Cause It Sho Wasn't Me I Held My Anger Cause I Really Needed The Job