"C'mon Amu, it's just one night. You do this, and you have at least two hundred in your pockets by midnight. Well then again, those outfits usually don't come with pockets." He smirked.
"I'm not that good, and besides, this is against the law."
"It's under the table, no one will ever find out." His kept forcing his offer, I bit my lip and thought about it. I risk getting in a lot of trouble doing this, but it was quick money.
Quick money that I needed.
"One night, that's it." I finally agreed, and that infamous grin of his grew.
"Amu, Amu!" I heard and I was shaken awake, seeing I was drooling on the hand I was resting my head against. I grimaced, discretely wiping it against the sleeve of my other hand while looking up. I saw Nagihiko looking down at me, a concerned expression on his face.
"Sorry, I worked a long shift last night." I yawned, placing my chin in my palm again and closing my eyes.
"Maybe you should quit that job, I don't even get why a country club would have you stay that late." He groaned. That's right, I forget he thinks I still work there. Every since I started those shifts at the night club, working at the country club was a waste of my time and energy. Energy that I didn't even have when I worked every night in the club. But working my way up I molded my own schedule, suffering some weekdays but striving on weekends.
"I'm in charge of cleaning at the end of the day. Hard work but everything is for a good buck." I opened my eyes to that same expression of his, making me feel guilty. "Nagi, I'm fine. Some extra shifts won't kill me."
"I know you wanna get out of this city as soon as you can, but you don't have to exhaust yourself like this." He lectured.
"Exhaust? I couldn't be more pumped for school!" I exclaimed with a smile, one that I perfected after just a couple of nights working there. What was supposed to be a couple of nights became a year, I'd be lying if I said I didn't become obsessed with the easy money I got.
"You're a terrible liar." He chuckled, and I just kept my lips curled up. The bell rang, indicating that school was finally over after seven hours of pure torture. I stood up, stretching my arms upward and letting out a sigh. I had work again tonight, but luckily since it was a Friday, I would be sleeping until two in the afternoon tomorrow.
"So, any plans for the weekend? Perhaps with a little blonde you've been thinking about?" I teased him and he laughed. Nagi and I have been close friends since we were kids, since we both took ballet and jazz classes. We both quit entering high school, knowing it would be taking up a great amount of our time.
"I believe that would be called a date, but you're not too familiar with those I suppose." He tapped a mocking finger on his chin and I punched his shoulder, giggling slightly. "So what is a cute girl like you doing without a boyfriend anyway?"
"Everyone assumes we're dating." I shrugged.
"I just think you intimidate everyone." He told me and my eyes widened.
"No I don't, how can a girl with pink hair and cute eyes like mine intimidate anyone?" I tried proving my point further by batting my lashes, but that only made him laugh again.
"You're a strong-minded girl, even if that head of yours is covered in pastel pink locks." He tugged at one of the strands and I rolled my eyes. That's when I saw him. Tsukiyomi Ikuto, probably the most attractive senior in our class, and Nagi's second best friend. It wasn't the first time I saw him, but I think it's the first time he was so close, within touch. Every girl had that period where they had a major crush on him, it was nearly customary in Seiyo High School. Mine was around freshman year, when the braces were freshly off and I promised to myself my first kiss would be him. It wasn't, some dreams just die young.
"Nagi, are you ready for tonight?" He asked the boy, yet his eyes remained on me.
"Oh you wanted to do that tonight?" He raised a brow, Ikuto groaned.
"Don't tell me you have plans, all of the fakes are already in, and Kukai is extremely excited." Now it was my turn to be confused.
"What are you two doing?" Despite our mutual friend, Ikuto and I never really spoke or went out of our way to.
"He wants to get into-"
"Sh!" Ikuto cut him off, Nagi shrugged his shoulders at me.
"A boy's secret, got it." I shot them a thumb's up and walked away. If Nagi was busy with him, I had time to nap before I had to drive all the way to the city. Hopefully I can beat traffic.
Ikuto's P.O.V
"Hinamori Amu." I whistled once she was far away enough to not hear me. She was wearing a tank top with a black jacket over it, and a pair of joggers that were on the tighter side. She had a toned body, making me wonder what she's done to achieve it.
"Don't be gross, please." He groaned and I smirked.
"Pretty girl, I wouldn't mind seeing her dance on that stage." I purposefully continued to disgust him, he cringed and shook his head.
"Let me see the fake, since you're so excited to go tonight." He stuck out his hand and I reached into my pocket, pulling out the three ID's and handing them all over so he could see them. His eyes scanned them, almost seeming shocked. "These are…incredibly believable."
"Right?"
"But why do we have to go to my brother's club, if he sees us it's over." He complained.
"It's the hottest and most popular club in the city. Besides, all of my references say that these will 100% work there so I'd rather go there and risk your brother kicking us out than getting in major trouble." I explained and he scratched the back of his head.
"Fine, your reasoning is good enough."
"Isn't it always?"
Haha first chapter already? I'm eager.
