babygirl. // ZoeWDW

three

I wake up bright an early to make sure I don't show up to this rehearsal with Roxie. I take a cold shower to wake up my muscles. Blow drying my hair and curling it only takes me an hour, since I use to have to do it quicker when I worked at Target.

I quickly slip on a pink shirt and white leggings. My reflection looks like me again, I smile and quickly get some breakfast and make some for my mom, bringing it to her in bed.

My mom eats and we do our morning routine, get her dressed and ready for the day. We watch Friends until my phone alarm goes off.

"Oh! You must get going!" She pats my thigh, "Make sure to bring me some coffee too, sweetheart."

I laugh and kiss her head, "I'll see what I can do." I get up and grab my purse.

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I get to the club. This time the lights are fully on and it looks more plain than before. Maybe lighting really is everything.

I go back to the stage and instead of it being bare, a girl has her legs wrapped around the pole, dancing to quiet music.

The lights hit her perfectly, her body has curves in all the right places, her body glistens, her skin is the perfect beach tan.

This is Roxie.

I walk over and wave to try and get her attention, her light green eyes catch my wave and she climbs off the pole, turning off the music.

"Hello, sweetheart, Claire, right?" Roxie makes her way over to me, she seems to be dressed very much like me, pink top, except hers is a bra, and leggings, ripped below her bottom and a neon green, but still leggings.

"Y-Yeah, that's me." I feel so intimidated, maybe even more than when I talked to Mr. Blaine.

"Lovely." She brings her hands to my cheeks and slowly feels around my face, "Good face. And full lips. Ever given a blow job?"

I choke, "A blowjob?"

Roxie smiles, "You're a pure one, hm? He's bringing a new one onto the scene?" Her hand trail all over my body, I'm confused as to why, "Good curves too. Damn, what's your workout routine?"

Why is she asking me? I'm nothing compared to her, "I-I jog a few days a week . . ."

"Amazing." Roxie moves away, "Right, so you look like you have strength. Swing on the pole."

She takes me over. I take a shaker breath and pull myself onto the pole, "Good, good, now spin, darling."

I whimper and try, but fall, hitting my back. This is gonna be a lot harder than I thought.

It takes an hour to teach me to spin, I think she also realizes how difficult I am to teach. But I appreciate her patience with me. I did gymnastics as a kid but this was a completely new thing. I had to learn how to be sexy as well. But she said that wouldn't be necessary, since that wasn't the reason he hired me.

After a good four hours, she's able to make me a routine and helps me practice it a good twenty times. I feel a lot more confident with her help, if I did it alone, I would've been lost.

After the long hours I felt sweat all over my shirt as I chugged down my water.

"Tired?" I look over my shoulder and see Mr. Blaine. I shake my head, I don't want to seem weak to him. I cant. He's my boss, "Bullshit, sweetheart."

My face is already burning from all the working out I just did. I look down.

"Don't be embarrassed. I saw the end. You did alright." He walks over, "Roxie and I have some business to attend to. You're free to leave for the day."

I take a deep breath, "Thank you, again, sir."

"Just don't make me regret it." Mr. Blaine walks off, Roxie follows him.

I watch them walk off, his hand slides around her waist, pulling her closer. I grab my things and leave.