One Shot: Being the Jokers main girl gets you unwanted attention by his competition for the wrong reasons.
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Tonight the nightclub was fully packed with people, the main floor was crowded as both men and woman littered the area taking their seats close to the platforms. You and the other dancers had been briefed on the rules set for tonight, being informed that one of the Jokers biggest competitors would be visiting tonight.
Untying your hair from its high bun, you let it flow down your back in loose kinky curls, leaving a few hairs out to frame your face. Flipping it back gently to set it behind your shoulders, you tilted your face from side to side checking your makeup.
Ignoring your broken mirror, which had been shattered by an anonymous person, you eyed your nickname which was falling apart at the bottom. The jewels decorating it had been pulled and torn out, leaving it to hang in a crooked line with a few letters missing.
"Can't believe he chose her" a voice sneered.
Your gaze flickered to the group of girls huddled in the corner through the mirror. Averting your gaze back to your reflection, you tried your hardest to tune out their voices.
"She's only been here for three weeks-" another spat. " I've been here for almost two years and she gets picked?!" The voice continued.
"Ugly black bitch" the words pierced at your heart like sharp daggers, their cruel assaults not ceasing.
You weren't treated nicely by the other girls after the Joker set his sights on you. You had come into the nightclub, and you were welcomed warmly by the other girls but after your first night on the platform everything changed.
Flashback
Your hands ran down the bejeweled two piece lingerie set which clung to your figure. You're body glittered with body lava, which made your rich brown skin tone glow in contrast to the much paler girls.
You fixed the bobby pins on the side of your head, tucking them in properly to form x shapes. Rubbing your glossy lips together, you pouted your lips before smacking them together once more.
"You okay babydoll?" Gina asked you.
"Y-yeah I'm fine, just nervous that's all" you replied, rubbing your sweaty palms down your side, grazing your diamond waist chain.
"Don't be, you'll be fine out there" she smiled, supportively patting you on the back.
