The Devil in Me

The Devil in Me Ch. 2

Chapter Two:

Shay:

I found myself glaring at my best friend, Jody.

Her short pink hair is glowing brighter in the sun, and her gorgeous green eyes are smiling to match the grin in her face.

"Jody," I said flatly, "What the fuck are you talking about?"

"You said you needed the money," she stated, looking at me.

I did say that, but all of her ideas were... not optional.

"Escort?" she asked.

"No."

"Handy J's?"

"No."

"Dream date?" she asked.

"No."

"Prostitution?"

"No."

"You sure you can't just get a normal job?" she asked me.

"You know I've been trying," I said low.

I just got out of High School a few months ago, and I am having a hard time getting hired.

My availability is limited, and most of the places I've applied aren't interested unless I can be on call whenever.

"There is one thing," she said.

I glanced at her, hoping that it didn't involve me selling my body.

"Well, you know I've been taking those classes at the beauty school down the street," she pointed even though we were nowhere near the school she was referring to.

"Yeah," I said, feeling hopeful.

"We get customers in there, and I got this girl that wouldn't shut up about this experiment."

I felt suddenly deflated. I'm sure it was one of those drug trials. I couldn't risk not being able to get the boys from school.

"What?" she asked, "I know it sounds crazy, but I'm thinking about trying it myself."

For some reason, my whole body perked up, "What do you mean?"

"I was told you go in; they ask you a bunch of questions," she said, "You walk around the facility, and then they give you two hundred dollars."

I had to put actual effort into keeping my jaw from quite literally dropping.

"What?" I demanded, "That has to be a joke."

She shook her head "She wasn't the only one that came in with that story."

Holy crap.

"If you get lucky, they call you back," she said, "And they pay you more."

Was I shaking? I felt like I was.

"You're actually going to do it?" I asked her.

She nodded, "You aren't the only one who needs the money."

I nodded. I hated that I really did.

My older brother has been working as much lately, and only making so much money. I had to find a way to make some extra money. I had to be able to help around the house.

Now that I'm out of school, there are no more excuses.

"So, how does this thing work?" I asked her.

"I believe we just show up and register," she said, "But just in case I'll call in first."

I nodded; I was glad she was the adult she was. I didn't even think about that.