choklatekoneko
Bad, Bad Kitty.
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~Closed for Som and CK. Please enjoy reading though!! ~
"Ariya Santiago?"
The HBIC said her name like a damn disease. Either one of two things was obvious:She was jealous, and wanted to cut her, or she disapproved. She couldn't tell which. Ariya pulled on her curly chest-length hair before standing, her hands shaking slightly, forcing herself to breath like this was something she had done this a million times before.
She walked into the office. It was Chicago. Fairly normal for this type of business, but still she never expected herself of all people to be even be walking into this type of shit. Then again, when your mom kicks you out of the house, and you've been living from house to house, where the fuck are you supposed to go.
He sat there, the smirk on his face evident. "And...what can I do for you..Ms..."
"Santiago."
"Hmm. Pretty Name there. Sounds musical. So...what do you need?"
She sighed softly, obviously irritated. There was only one thing she really wanted. And she was pretty sure he knew damn well what it was. "I'd like to audition for a set, please...to..be a dancer."
He smirked at her hesitation,licked his lips softly, staring for a long moment. "You wanna be a dancer? Hmm..." He leaned forward, getting a better look at her, making her cross her arms over her B cup breasts. "And why is that?"
She swallowed hard, choosing her words carefully in her mind before answering. "I... to branch out a little bit. Be free. You know how that goes."
He nodded, his eyes glancing over her. "Hmm. I see. Why don't you stand up for a moment."
She nodded carefully, standing, smoothing over her shorts and things and turned slowly, watching him nod in approval, even lick his lips once or twice. He was in his late 20's, to mid 30's...not too old, but he gave her a...feeling that didn't feel right to her.
"Hmm. I might have place for you. Of course...you have to audition first, but...if you do well you'd be a nice little asset."
She gnawed on her lip not saying anything, which just made him stare, his eyes a deep, intense green that she couldn't look at. She nodded after a moment. "That's straight. When is it?"
"Right now. You can change into something in the dressing rooms over there. I'll have a song for you to dance to as well. See how well you work being told what to do." He inched closer to her, making her shiver. "And...we'll about the rest later."
She edged back, doing her best to avoid his touch. As bad as she wanted a job, she sure wasn't gonna get on her hands and knees, or doing anything that was beneath her. Even though dancing almost naked for random men sure was cutting it close enough as it was. She swallowed and nodded, and he smirked evilly, turning away.
"My girl here Trina can show you where it is. Can't you?" He asked, his gaze pointed behind her. She turned seeing Trina roll her eyes.
"I guess. Follow me."
8 hours later, Ariya walked into the dressing room. She had gotten job. He obviously liked her-- a lot. Something the HBIC didn't appreciate very much. The looks she got from the other girls gave her something to be a little uneasy about. Trina was in the far corner. She was doing a main set tonight. She had obviously told the other girls. Trina gave a smirk, and it was all Ariya could not to charge then and there. But she knew she'd get her ass beat, all these girls around would take up for her, and then what was she left with? Back at square one.
The owner of the club, which she now knew as Mack, walked in, gave her a wink, and then continued.
"Trina, you have the main tonight. Lissa, you have 2 sets along with the background dancers. Now. What should I call you?"
He looked directly at Ariya, in which she shrugged, smacking gum she had. He walked up to her, in which she backed up, until she felt the hard wall greet her shoulder blades, in which he smirked.
"Hmm. You're sweet, but you definitely ain't gone be easy to get." He shrugged softly. "We'll figure out. You have one set between the songs. Make it count. I'll have the perfect the name for you by then. "
She simple nodded, to shocked to move as the other girls looked at her with disgust. She watched as the girls gave her cold stares as the night ticked on.
"Ariya Santiago?"
The HBIC said her name like a damn disease. Either one of two things was obvious:She was jealous, and wanted to cut her, or she disapproved. She couldn't tell which. Ariya pulled on her curly chest-length hair before standing, her hands shaking slightly, forcing herself to breath like this was something she had done this a million times before.
She walked into the office. It was Chicago. Fairly normal for this type of business, but still she never expected herself of all people to be even be walking into this type of shit. Then again, when your mom kicks you out of the house, and you've been living from house to house, where the fuck are you supposed to go.
He sat there, the smirk on his face evident. "And...what can I do for you..Ms..."
"Santiago."
"Hmm. Pretty Name there. Sounds musical. So...what do you need?"
She sighed softly, obviously irritated. There was only one thing she really wanted. And she was pretty sure he knew damn well what it was. "I'd like to audition for a set, please...to..be a dancer."
He smirked at her hesitation,licked his lips softly, staring for a long moment. "You wanna be a dancer? Hmm..." He leaned forward, getting a better look at her, making her cross her arms over her B cup breasts. "And why is that?"
She swallowed hard, choosing her words carefully in her mind before answering. "I... to branch out a little bit. Be free. You know how that goes."
He nodded, his eyes glancing over her. "Hmm. I see. Why don't you stand up for a moment."
She nodded carefully, standing, smoothing over her shorts and things and turned slowly, watching him nod in approval, even lick his lips once or twice. He was in his late 20's, to mid 30's...not too old, but he gave her a...feeling that didn't feel right to her.
"Hmm. I might have place for you. Of course...you have to audition first, but...if you do well you'd be a nice little asset."
She gnawed on her lip not saying anything, which just made him stare, his eyes a deep, intense green that she couldn't look at. She nodded after a moment. "That's straight. When is it?"
"Right now. You can change into something in the dressing rooms over there. I'll have a song for you to dance to as well. See how well you work being told what to do." He inched closer to her, making her shiver. "And...we'll about the rest later."
She edged back, doing her best to avoid his touch. As bad as she wanted a job, she sure wasn't gonna get on her hands and knees, or doing anything that was beneath her. Even though dancing almost naked for random men sure was cutting it close enough as it was. She swallowed and nodded, and he smirked evilly, turning away.
"My girl here Trina can show you where it is. Can't you?" He asked, his gaze pointed behind her. She turned seeing Trina roll her eyes.
"I guess. Follow me."
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8 hours later, Ariya walked into the dressing room. She had gotten job. He obviously liked her-- a lot. Something the HBIC didn't appreciate very much. The looks she got from the other girls gave her something to be a little uneasy about. Trina was in the far corner. She was doing a main set tonight. She had obviously told the other girls. Trina gave a smirk, and it was all Ariya could not to charge then and there. But she knew she'd get her ass beat, all these girls around would take up for her, and then what was she left with? Back at square one.
The owner of the club, which she now knew as Mack, walked in, gave her a wink, and then continued.
"Trina, you have the main tonight. Lissa, you have 2 sets along with the background dancers. Now. What should I call you?"
He looked directly at Ariya, in which she shrugged, smacking gum she had. He walked up to her, in which she backed up, until she felt the hard wall greet her shoulder blades, in which he smirked.
"Hmm. You're sweet, but you definitely ain't gone be easy to get." He shrugged softly. "We'll figure out. You have one set between the songs. Make it count. I'll have the perfect the name for you by then. "
She simple nodded, to shocked to move as the other girls looked at her with disgust. She watched as the girls gave her cold stares as the night ticked on.