Sorry, I know it's been a while, but I had this horrible writer's block over the summer, then school started so I didn't have time to write. But, I'm back...with slow updates. Sorry, but updates will be slow due to school and sometimes writer's block. I hope you understand and keep reading. Now here is the chapter you've waiting for.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' It
-Off To The Capitol-
"Do it."
"So, as my best friend and a future lawyer, you're advising me to become a stripper?"
"That's exactly what I'm advising."
I had told Jessica about my second offer. I had just gotten home from a long walk all the way back because I didn't have my wallet for bus fare. I came back just in time. Jessica had made hot chocolate. We sat on my bed, facing each other and drinking the hot beverage.
"But..."
I tried to find an excuse not to do it. But I knew that it was the only option where I got money independently. Not too much help required.
"But nothing. It's the second offer to the same place. It's a no brainer. Take it before the job gets taken. It won't be there forever. Plus, you need to pay for stuff next week."
I hated the fact that she knew everything that dealt with my finances. I did need to pay up for tests and other things.
I sighed, taking a sip on my hot chocolate. Jessica got up, patting my shoulder.
"Why don't you sleep on it again? Then you'll see I'm right...as usual," Jessica said, smiling.
I stuck my tongue out at her and she did the same to me as she walked out.
I took one last sip and sat the mug on the ground. I laid down on my bed and pulled up the cover, after setting my alarm to ring after fourty five minutes.
I ran down the packed hallway.
I swear there was something wrong with me alarm! Was it Jessica messing with me?! Of course it was Jessica! I had to be Jessica!
Anyway, I ran to my Literature class. I knew there was going to be a big lecture today. Boring lecture, but it was packed with information.
I stormed in, trying my best to be quiet. Of course, all eyes were on me. The heavily breathing blonde, who looked like she probably ran a mile. Oh, wait! It really was a mile!
"Oh, Ms. Crawford. Nice of you to join us. Now take a seat," Mr. Jenkins commanded me. He was clearly annoyed by my presence. I swear that emerald eyed man had it out for me. His sexiness was just a decoy. He was a demon inside. I knew he was!
I did has he said and took me seat. I greeted Jack, quietly. He nodded his head in response, focusing on the lecture.
The cute brunette and I were basically strangers. We didn't talk to each other, even though we seat right next to each other. We just greeted each other, then said our goodbyes at the end of class. It was just for the sake of being nice; acknowledging another human being.
If I wasn't so stressed out with finding a job and school, I might have talked to him more. Maybe even gone out with him. But, it was a lost cause. I thought I heard some girls saying he was in a relationship. Oh, well. He was cute though. Really cute.
I pressed my phone against my ear. She picked up after four rings.
"Good evening, this is The Capitol's office, Lauren speaking," The woman on the line spoke.
"Ugh...I'm Kim. I'm calling for that job opening," I said.
I looked around as I walked down the street, getting closer to my building. I could actually hear the smile on Lauren's face as he voice got cheerier.
"Why that's wonderful, Kim! Are you calling for the bartending job?" She asked, probably excited to give AJ some good news.
My face heated up as I walked into my building. There was a crowd on girls in the common room, causally talking to each other. The room's door was wide open and was right next to me. I quickly made my way to the stairwell.
"Hello? Kim?" Lauren asked, not sure if I was still there.
"Um, actually...I'm want to become a..." The well echoed every single word. I couldn't say it there.
"A stripper?" Lauren finished the sentence for me.
"Yes."
"Oh, well...ok, we're running low on strippers as well," Lauren's voice had changed. I wasn't sure if she was disappointed or disgusted. "Come to The Capital tonight, two hours before opening. You'll have to be prepared for anything."
My eyebrows stitched together as I opened the door to my floor.
"Like what?"
"Ugh...well...be prepared to do...stripper things. I'll warn you now. Don't come in here with a different colored bra and panties. Make sure they match and don't wear grandma underwear or boxers or whatever. Preferably lace panties or a thong. Also make sure everything is clean. And shave. Or wax. Whatever you do to get rid of the hair."
It sounded like she was preparing me for sex.
"Knowing how ruthless the strippers could be to newcomers, you'll probably be doing a strip tease in the back. But don't worry they won't make you do anything naked...yet."
My eyes widened. "Woah wait!" I shouted as I stepped into my empty dorm room. "What do mean yet? Sparkle told me I don't have to strip down naked if I didn't want to," I told her what I knew.
"It depends. If a person wanted to see you naked and only had one hundred dollars. You could refuse. But if a person had up to three hundred and fifty...you have to say yes."
My eyes narrowed. $350. That's how much my body cost. $350.
"It's just for the sake of business right now. Three fifty could help a lot of workers and improve business. If you don't want to anymore I under-"
"No, no. It's just surprising that's all."
As much as I hated, I really need that job.
"Ok, see you at nine tonight. Be prepared."
"Thank you," I muttered before hanging up.
I looked at the clock on my phone.
6:00
I had two hours to get prepared and another one hour to actually get there.
I shaved everything...and it felt good. I managed to find red panties and a matching red bra. I wore a dark red crop top with shorts and red heels. When Jessica questioned me, I told her the truth and she smirk.
"I told you! I'm always right!"
I opened the large glass door and stepped into The Capitol. Bartenders acknowledge me by looking up for a second before going back to their conversations. The five strippers on the stage did not bother to acknowledge me. They just kept doing their routine for tonight. I saw a couple girls trip on their own feet and fall.
"Come on girls! It's Friday night, It'll be busy!" One stripper, who watched them fail miserably, shouted. Her back was facing me.
"We can't make fools out of ourselves!" The other stripper, who was watching them as well, shouted.
The girls nodded and continued to try.
I walked down the large room. My heels echoed, giving me attention. I stopped when the two strippers, who were shouting at the other strippers turned around. They looked almost as intimidating as April. They wore short shorts made for working out and a sports bra.
The white girl on the left had straight dark brown hair that stopped at her chest with brown eyes. The mixed girl on the right had naturally wavy light brown hair that stopped at her shoulders. She also had brown eyes. Their eyes scrolled over me. They didn't have a welcoming smile on their faces. Instead, they smirked as if there was something to laugh at.
"You must be Kim," The dark haired girl said.
I nodded my head.
"Come closer. We don't bite...sometimes," The other girl said.
I walked the whole way there, in front of them. They looked at me again. This time they had a closer look.
"Take your shirt off," The mixed girl commanded me. My eyebrow raised. "What? We have to see what we're working with. Besides if you get the job, you have to take your shirt off in front of people every day."
My face heated up. I looked up at the strippers on the stage. They had stopped their routine to watch me; the newbie. I looked over my shoulders to see the bartenders had stopped their conversations to watch as well. I shuddered a little before wrapping my fingers around the hem of my shirt.
"While you're at it, take your pants off as well," The other girl added.
My face heated up more. I was about to take my shirt off before I heard a grunt, then foot stomps.
"Mya, Ciara!" I heard a booming female voice from behind me.
I turned around to see April. She was had a Korean girl by her side. Her hair was dark brown with light brown tips. She wore a floral buster crop top with black joggers. She also wore black heels. April wore a striped t-shit dress with a black fedora hat and black ankle boots.
They both were clearly angry.
"See! I told you April!" The girl shouted her.
"I know, Lily. You were right," April said.
April gave me an apologetic look before glaring at Mya and Ciara.
"What did I say about Kim?!" She shouted at Mya and Ciara.
They both muttered behind me, "To bring her to you for quick check."
"And why is that?!"
"So we wouldn't humiliate another girl and run her off like the others," They muttered together again.
I looked at the bartenders. They quickly minded their own business and wiped the counter. I also looked over my shoulder and saw Mya and Ciara looking at the floor. Hanging their heads in shame. The strippers on the stage held back their laughter. I looked back at April, who looked like she was getting ready to slap one of them. Lily only had smirk on her face. I already knew she was an ass kisser.
April focused on me again and smiled lightly.
"Come with me, Kim. Lily stay here and make sure they don't run anyone off," April ordered and Lily nodded. I nodded as well. April started walking and everyone went back to what they were doing. I followed her, ignoring the soft snickering from Mya and Ciara. We went to one of the private rooms. April let me in first and closed the door behind her. She sighed loudly.
"I'm sorry about those two. My friends could be so cruel sometimes," April apologized for them.
"Your friends? They actually looked like your employees. The way you shouted and commanded them made you look like their boss," I said.
April smiled. "Yeah. I'm in charge of the strippers. Well half in charge. AJ is really our boss."
I nodded. "So when am I going to meet this AJ guy?" I asked.
April shrugged. "Whenever he feels like it."
I narrowed my eyes and tilted my head a little. "But isn't he supposed to judge me or something? Don't I get an interview of some sort?"
"Yeah, but that interview is going to be with me. Right now," April said. I didn't bother to question. I just nodded to get whatever it was over with. "Ok, let's start. Take off your shirt."
I glared at her. "I thought this wasn't a part of it. I thought that's why you stopped me!" I couldn't help but shout at her.
"It is a part of the quick check. But not in front of everyone. The quick check is me being blunt about your body. If we did it out there, it would have been humiliating for you. The last three girls who did it in front of others ran out crying. But that was because Mya and Ciara did it for their amusement," April explained.
"Oh. What do you mean by being blunt about my body?"
"Basically me telling you what you have to do with your body, so it's stripper quality."
I didn't question farther. I really needed it to be over with. I took off my crop top. April immediately looked at my chest. She muttered a couple things that I didn't catch.
"Size 34b. Ok. Flat tummy," April muttered. April grabbed my arm and I flinched a little. She ignored it and lifted my arm. She wiggled it a little. "Little flab," April muttered again, letting go of my arm.
"I have flab?"
April circled me as I stood still in place. April stopped behind me.
"Scenario one. You have a private show, but the customer gets too handy. He or she grabs you like this."
April grabs my bare waist and pulled me back against her. I grunted a little.
"What do you do?"
"I elbow him or...her. Then kick'em in the face."
"Wrong."
"What?"
"You stop them by saying, 'Stop, mama/papi/minster/master/ whatever the fuck their into.' If they don't stop that's when you call security. If you harm them, that's an easy way to court. That would be horrible publicity for The Capitol, don't you think?"
"Yeah, I guess so," I mumbled.
"Now, take of your pants."
"Oh come on!"
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