Fancy
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  • Reads 16,356
  • Votes 607
  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 10m
Complete, First published Sep 27, 2015
When people see me walking down the street, they call me names. Whore, Slut, you name it. It's not my fault I was thrown out at eighteen by my mother and the only person kind enough to take me in was Cashmere Brooks, the owner of the ever popular Trackerjacker Gentlemen's Club. Being a dancer wasn't my first plan. But the money made waitressing just isn't worth the constant fondling from the patrons. So I was forced to dance. I will admit that the money is good. But what good is money when you're dead inside. But then I just remind myself that it's not me on that stage, but a person I don't even know. On that stage I'm no longer Katniss Everdeen, the scared eighteen year old who just last month didn't have enough money to feed myself.

On that stage I'm an unknown face.

On that stage, they call me Fancy.
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