Hello, people. Thank you for the reviews! Keep reviewing please. I love reading them! Sorry, I didn't updated The Mission. I'm planning on making that chapter long because it will be the last chapter. Here's the second chapter of The Stripper's Secret.

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-The Job Offer-

I stared at the card Sparkle gave me, personally. I leaned against the wall, sitting on my bed. I nibbled on my bottom lip.

"You aren't seriously considering it. I was just joking," Jessica said.

I snapped out of my trance and looked up at Jessica. She was in her ridiculous monkey onesie. I shouldn't call it ridiculous...because I have a hello kitty onesie. Anyway, Jessica had wiped off her make up and pulled her up in a ponytail. I was still in my dress and make up.

"It's been two hours of debating with yourself-"

"Two hours!" I exclaimed. "I need to get sleep. The test!"

Jessica rolled her eyes and sighed, making her way out so I could change.

I stripped my dress off my body and realized how smelly I was. We had danced a little before coming back home. So, I grabbed my towel that was hanging behind my door on a hook. I wrapped my body with my towel and rushed to the bathroom across my room. I turn on the light and the shower water. I jumped in and shivered, letting out a little shriek. I quickly adjusted the water temperature so it was warmer. As the warm water slid down my body, I thought back to The Capitol and how I got the card.

Four Hours Earlir

"Over here!" Amber shouted at a stripper.

It wasn't just any stripper, it was Sparkle. She had a round, empty, silver tray in her hand at that point. Her show was done and after working a pole for a while, she switched shifts with a waitress. She had been strutting around asking for orders from horny looking men and women. Anyway, she turned to us and pointed at herself. Amber nodded her head and Sparkle made her way over in a few long strides. I looked over to Amber with a confused look.

We were under age and knew better, so we weren't going to drink. Plus, we ate before coming to the club because we weren't planning on spending that much money. I was confused as to why she wanted her to come over. Amber had looked back at me with a devilish smirk. I didn't quite get what she meant by that because Amber and I weren't really friends, just acquaintances. I had no idea what she had in store for me.

"Hello, Sparkle! I loved your performance," Jessica said all cheery.

"Thank you," Sparkle said with her smooth voice and a smile.

"Yep, that was great! I wish I could dance like a stripper! My boyfriend would give me so much more attention," Amber said, pouting a bit

"Hey, she's not a stripper! She's an exotic dancer!" Jessica shouted, slapping Amber's arm.

I rolled my eyes. Jessica defended people at all times. That explained why she wanted to be a lawyer. Well, a nice one at least, not those blood sucking ones that only want money.

"Oh, no, no. She's right. I keep it real. I'm a stripper and I'm proud," Sparkle said with her hand on her chest.

"There wasn't much stripping," I said out loud by accident.

Sparkle snapped her head toward me and I almost shuddered under her gaze.

"We strip in private sessions because some girl aren't comfortable with stripping in front of a whole crowd. And, apparently, minors slip in here all the time and we don't want to give them the satisfaction of seeing us naked," Sparkle explained to me.

I nodded my head and she looked away from me. She looked over to Amber, who was bickering with Jessica over something. It was probably about the strippers. I refused to listen and blocked them out by listening to 'Lean On' by Major Lazer featuring MØ and DJ Snake. I was brought back to reality when I saw Amber smirking at me again. My eyebrows stitched together as I focused on the conversation.

"Anyway, Sparkle, can you do my friend a favor?" Amber asked.

She didn't pointed to me or Jessica, but I was hoping she was talking about Jessica.

"My friend here," Amber started, pointing at me.

"Great," I muttered as she continued.

"She's been so stressed with school. Don't you see how tense she is?"

I immediately tried to loosen up and slouch a little because I didn't like where the conversation was going. Sparkle took a good look at me and nodded.

"Yes. She seems very stressed," Sparkle said with a smirk.

Amber and Jessica nodded their head, while shook my head vigorously. I hated where this was going.

"What should I do about that?" Sparkle asked with the same smirk.

I'm telling you right now. I was so close to killing Amber after she said this.

"Give her a lap dance please," She said, quickly getting out fifty bucks and holding it out toward Sparkle.

My eye widened as Jessica giggled. Sparkle looked down at the two twenty dollars and the one ten dollar bill.

"You do realize fifty dollars and over means full nude, right?" Sparkle asked.

My mouth dropped. Amber was not about to traumatize me for life! I barely even knew Amber! Our relationship didn't call for something as wild as this. She was only allowed to traumatize me for a day for all I knew!

"Yep," Amber said in the happiest voice ever.

I glared at her as Jessica was just dying in laughter. Sparkle took the fifty dollars and shoved it in her waistline. Amber scooted over and got out the booth so I could get out. Then, Sparkle held her hand out toward me. I gave her a sincere smile.

"I'm sorry but-"

"That is my fifty bucks and I'm spending it on you, friend!" Amber shouted, enthusiastically.

I glared at her more. "You shouldn't have. Now, go ahead and get your money back," I said sternly.

"Um, actually there are no refunds. You have me for forty minutes, maybe more if you tip me," Sparkle butted in.

"Now you have to go!" Amber shouted.

I turned to Jessica with pleading eyes. "Please don't make me," I whimpered, pouting.

Jessica wiped away tears. That's right. She laughed so hard at me, she cried! The most best friend EVER! After wiping away her stupid tears, she dug into her clutch and got out a bunch of ones. She shoved them into my hands.

"There's nothing we could do, legally, so just get your lap dance and tip her. Have fun," Jessica advised, patting me on the head like a dog.

I glared at her too. I guess my glares weren't working out too well. Jessica didn't shutter or look away like she usually did when I glared at her. I sighed and looked over to Sparkle, who held her hand out again. I grabbed my clutch and put the ones Jessica gave me in it. I rolled my eyes as I took Sparkle's hand. I scooted my way out of the booth and stood up. Sparkle held my hand tight as we shoved our way through the crowd of people dancing. I heard a couple whistles as we made our way to the private rooms.

"Whoa! Look at Sparkle with that hot chick! It's about to get sexy as fuck!" I heard an obviously drunk man shout.

Sparkle and I ignored the ignorant comments from the drunks.

Sparkle and I stopped, side by side, in front of a large threshold where two bodyguards stood. One on each side of the threshold. They looked down at us with stone cold faces that had 'anger' all over them. They wore all black and tight shirt, showing off their muscular bodies. They also had walkie-talkies and ear pieces(one for each guard). The standard wear for bodyguards. I unconsciously squeezed Sparkle's hand out of fear. She chuckled a bit before leaning down toward my ear.

"It's ok, they're paid to look mean," She whispered.

I nodded as Sparkle stood up straight.

"Are there any rooms available?" She asked.

"Yes, second one to the right," The guard on the left said with his deep voice.

Sparkle started walking again, so I followed. We walked into a hallway with red carpet and the walls had some type of gold vintage wallpaper. Before, I could look anymore, Sparkle turned and we were in a room. I walked pass her as she shut the door. The room was pretty big and dimly lit. It had a small stage on the right side. It was just like the one out in the club, but smaller. And it only had one pole in the middle. There was one chair in front of the stage. I noticed a queen sized bed on the other side of the room. There was a cabinet in front of me, against the wall and in the middle. The room had red carpet too, but instead of gold wallpaper, it was painted a dark purple.

"So, are you done looking around?" Sparkle asked.

I looked over to Sparkle, who was right beside me. I nodded. She nodded as well.

"Is there anything else you want me to do, other than getting naked and giving you a lap dance?" She asked as she stepped in front of me.

"No! No, don't get naked, please. I don't even want a lap dance," I pleaded.

Sparkle crossed her arms and smirked

"I get many girls like you. They never want to have fun until that door shuts. The door is shut, so it's time for your freaky side to come out. I mean, I had this one girl who was "forced" by her friends to come for a lap dance, she ended up paying a whole lot extra to make out with me. It wasn't the best experience but-"

"I'm not in the closet, if that's what your implying here," I said, firmly.

"Oh, no. I'm not saying that at all. I'm just saying, you have me for thirty minutes now and you can do whatever with me. Most people take advantage of that. They express and explore their sexual side," Sparkle explained herself.

"Well, I'm not exactly in touch with my sexual side. I have way too much stuff going on. I have to find a job that pays quick so I don't get kicked out of college. All the job interviews I've been to have been a waste of time. They don't want me."

I sighed in frustration, thinking about all the failures.

Sparkle held my shoulder and said, "I'm sorry to hear that."

"Hey! AJ's coming! Ya'll better be doing something freaky!" A guard warned us.

Through her mask, I saw Sparkle's hazel eyes widen.

"Who's AJ?" I asked.

"The owner of this club. If he finds out I took fifty dollars and didn't get naked, I'm died," Sparkle said, quickly. "Cover your eyes if you need to. Get on the bed, now!"

I jolted into action and raced to the bed. I shoved my head in the pillows, not wanting to even glance at her nude body. I heard heels getting shoved off and a shirt thrown to the ground. Then, I heard the zipping of her dangerously short shorts. They fell to the ground. She was naked. I closed my eyes tighter.

"Ok, now turn around and-"

We heard the slamming of a door right next door.

"Keep your eyes closed and just...letmekissyourneck," Sparkle said, quickly.

I turned around on my back and my eyes shot open.

"What?!" I exclaimed.

It was too late to object. Sparkle had crawled on top of me, leaned down, and started kissing my neck. I involuntarily moaned. I heard Sparkle mutter an apologize as the door opened. She pulled away. We looked toward the door. There stood a tall man in his mid thirties. He had black hair, a stubbly chin, and blue eyes . He wore a black dress shirt and black slacks.

"How much more did she pay you to kiss her neck?" AJ asked with a smirk.

"Mm, nothing. This one is special," Sparkle said, seductively.

That made AJ smile.

"Careful there, Sparkle. With this many girl on girl incidents, I'm gonna have to tell your boyfriend."

Sparkle and AJ laughed with each other.

"Anyway, have fun. Sparkle's our prize possession. Wear her out if you want," AJ said to me with a wink.

I simply gave him a tight smile and nodded. He nodded back and left the room, closing the door behind him. Sparkle immediately got off of me and rushed over to her clothes. I took a sudden interest in my shoes as she did so. Once she was finished getting her clothes on, she said, "I'm really sorry. If we do nothing, he'd take our tips away and might not give us our pay checks."

I got up and sighed.

"It's ok, I guess," I said. "You have a boyfriend?"

"Yeah, he's the DJ. Acting lesbian is just a part of the job," Sparkle said, smiling. "Anyway, I'm truly sorry."

Sparkle apologized at least four more times until it was time for us to go our separate ways. I was on my way out the door when she grabbed my arm.

"Wait, about the whole job problem you have..." Sparkle dug into her back pocket and got out a card. She handed it to me. I looked at it and my eyebrows stitched together. "We need more girls. You have the body for it and you said you know gymnastics. That could come in handy," Sparkle said.

At some point, we had a conversation. Well, really just me talking about how great childhood was compared to now and how much I struggle. I told her how much I loved doing gymnastics and being on the cheerleading squad.

I raised my eyebrow at her.

"What makes you think I want to become a-"

"It's the only job offer you have at this point. We're the only ones willing to hire you," Sparkle said, firmly and crossed her arms.

I stayed silent. Sparkle smiled and patted my shoulder.

"I was just like you when I got my job offer. You don't have to decide now. Just call the number on the card."

With that said the masked stripper left the room. I left as well, after looking down at the card for a good five minutes.

The Capitol

69 Lexington Street, Seaford, CA

Office Number: (213)-112-0868

We need strippers and bartenders.

Four Hours Later

I found myself rolling around, unable to sleep because I was actually thinking about the offer.

I guess I really was that desperate.

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