( Alize's POV )
We got to the club, and I immediately started looking for Lamar.
I was pulling out my phone, when I got a tap on my shoulder.
I turned around and saw him standing there. He had some guy with him, who I was assuming was his friend.
"Wassup?" I said, smiling.
"Don't tell me that." He said, winking.
"But this my homeboy, LaRian." He said, looking towards Chardonnay.
"And this is my best friend, Chardonnay." I said, looking at him.
"Shit, wassup Chardonnay? You finer then I thought you'd be." He said.
Chardonnay looked down blushing.
"Can I get you a drink?" He asked.
"Okay." She said.
He put his arm around her and they walked away to the bar.
"Wow." I said, turning back towards Lamar.
"What?" He asked.
"I don't need yo friend over here running game on my best friend. Behind her, Ian gone play witchu." I said, shoving him.
"Girl whateva, that's they business. Plus, LaRian ain't like that. That been my homie since middle school." He said.
"Yeah whateva." I said, rolling my eyes.
"So wassup? Y'all still coming this weekend or what?" He asked.
"Duh." I said.
I grabbed his hand and we walked over to the stage where the other dancers were.
"You dancing tonight?" He asked.
"Of course. It's my job, and plus it's temporary." I said.
"It really don't matter to me, as long as you not giving my pussy up." He said.
I looked at him like he was out of his mind. I mean, I wasn't planning on screwing anyone else. But I know he took my virginity and all but boy we ain't even together. So how you gone tell me what to do with my punani?
"I guess." I said.
He grabbed my chin and faced me towards him, looking me in the eyes.
"I'm not playing with you Alize, I'ma make you mines." He said.
I hate to say, but I was over there blushing like a muhhfucka.
( Chardonnay's POV )
Me and LaRian sat at the bar, talking. We already exchanged numbers, so enough worrying about that.
"You wanna know something?" He asked.
"Sure, wassup." I said.
"You named after a wine." He said.
"Ugh, I knew you were gonna say that. I know, and I get that a lot." I said, throwing another shot back.
"But that's a pretty name though. Drink or not, I like it." He said.
"Thanks." I said.
He started staring into my eyes. I had anxiety, so I couldn't really take it that long till looking away.
"So, tell me a lil something about you." I said.
"Well shit.. I moved down here from Cali, I was adopted. But hell, I'm grown now. I turned 20 two weeks ago, I'm roommates with Lamar. We been best homies since middle school, shit I'm single. How about you?" He asked.
"Well. My dad passed a few weeks ago, so my mom's kinda having a little hard time with getting over that. So she has been sleeping ever since, and I have two siblings. So that explains why I work here. Our first night here was last night, but it's temporary. I have to take care of my family, you know?" I said.
My eyes watered about even talking about it, that's why I barely even mentioned it.
*
After we got done taking a couple shots, we walked back over to where Alize and Lamar was standing.
I looked over on stage where CeCe was looking back at us, waving us over.
We knew we had to get to work in a minute, so we went ahead and told him what was up.
"We'll be right here watching you guys." Lamar said, smiling.
Me and Alize walked to the dressing room where CeCe was standing.
"Wassup girls? All y'all have to do is get out there for 15 minutes, then y'all can do whatever. Y'all know the routine, get dressed." She said.
We walked in the dressing room and got dolled up again.
This time we put on different outfits than the ones from last night, these outfits showed a little more.
"And tomorrow, if you girls would like, we can go shopping for new outfits. Cause I know we all don't have the same taste, so I'll take y'all down to the store, and get a couple more outfits. On me." She said.
"Well thanks, that's really nice of you.". Alize said.
"Yes, thanks so much." I said.
"No problem. I'll be on stage, see you in a minute girls." She said, walking off.
Alize looked at each other and finished getting ready for our second day as strippers.
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Stripping At 16
Teen FictionA Young Girl Chardonnay Wants A Job Desperately, With Her Best Friend (Alize) By Her Side The Whole Ride. After Applying To Many Jobs & Not Getting Calls Back. She Gives In, And Starts Sneaking Into Clubs, Lying About Her Age. Aye, A Girl Gotta Eat...