Chapter 1
Crazy... Right?
Butch's POV
As we wait behind the velvet ropes anxious to get into Cannibal, we right our names on a piece of paper, and drop it into a glass jar, about as tall as a Pringles Can, in order to win a chance to get a lap dance. After about five minutes the big guard wearing a black T- Shirt that has Cannibal written in sharp, non-curvy letters in gold comes up to us and letting the velvet rope up ushering me, Brick, and Boomer we were chosen to come in. The next thing I knew I was in the middle of the floor and everyone went silent, not because of me. It was because of this man hair white as snow he was wearing a black leather jacket with a gold colored shirt on with baggy cargo pants on and dark golden Nikes on with a microphones in his hand. Then, he started to speak.''How's it going CANNIBALS!'' he yelled into his mic. Soon, I Heard hoots and hollers from the crowd. He started again,''OK! Now its time for the draw!''. He Stuck his hand into jar from earlier and dug out a a piece of paper. He unfolded it the read the name."Butch Jojo come up!''. After a few seconds I realized he called my name and i started to walk up there then when I reached him he yelled'' There he is! Give Butch a big welcome EVERYBODY!''. Every one went ballistic over me. He turned to me and said,''Have you ever been here before Butch?''. I shook my head 'No'. ''Well then we'll show you how." Then he pulled out 2 more pieces of paper. They were fortunatley Brick and Boomer's name. ''Ok what's you favorite color.'' he said ''Green'' I said ''Blue'' said Boomer ''Red'' Brick said. '' Bring out Red, Blue, and Green WE'RE DOING TIMBER!" he yelled. I got only 3 words 'Crowd Went Wild'.