I'm Bringing Sexyback

[nikki]

Angelina walked into the club, Underneath. She wondered if she could get a job here. Then, she could get some guys in a snap. Her hair was curled and wasn't even tied. She was wearing a mini skirt and a tube top. Very revealing. She had lip gloss was attracting and her eyeshadow made her eyes sparkle.

"Let's see if I can have some fun," Angelina said. She was a bad, dirty, girl. Something different in Valkyrie Academy. That's probably why she got so many guys. There was nobody else as sexy as here. She was a angel when she wanted to be. Angelina could get any guy she wanted. Well, at least most of the time. all she had to do was use her moves.

Angelina walked to the bar. She looked for someone that worked there. Any cute guy would be perfect. She wondered if she should have get a beer. Unless she had a date, she'll drink. Don't wanna act like a fool to a guy.

If Angelina wanted to have some fun with a guy that had some senses, she would get him to drink. Yes, Angelina wasn't really an angel even when she wanted to. She would try, but always changed into herself.

[Reed Turner]

Reed entered the strip bar wearing his signature white t-shirt and leather jacket. Being in the club business had it's perks. He knew the owners of all the clubs. Underneath had just moved here a couple weeks ago. He had talked to the owner over the phone a lot. He had needed help with some 'club' things and no way was a strip bar owner going to call the owner of "Salsa" with some of the questions that the owner had asked Reed.

Nonsense was in a way, like Underneath. They had the same crowd the same objectives. Ok, so Nonsense didn't have half-naked women prancing around with dollar bills hanign out of their bras, but who was complaining? Reed remembered asking the owner why he had named it Underneath. 'Underneath the clothes.' he said with a laugh. What clothes? Reed had thought to himself.

He made his way over to the bar where an actually guy was tending the bar. "What you like, sir?"

"Corona," his favorite beer of all time. Had some stocked at his shit-hole apartment, some stocked at Nonsense. He waited a few minutes and it slid to him. He grabbed it and took a long drink. [/size]

[nikki]

"Not many people here today..." Angelina thought to herself. She was only here for the guys. Who cares about the girls half naked, dancing for everyone? Angelina was bored but didn't give up. She felt lonely today and wanted some company. Maybe some company in her home for a few days? That would be nice.

Angelina took a break and stopped looking for a few minutes. She also wanted a beer, just like the guy a few seats away from her.

"Corona please," she said to the guy that worked there. He gave it to her, and she took a drink. "Mmmm..." That was so good. Corona was where she used to live, and it was one of the best kind of beers.

Angelina drank some of the beer and put it on the table. She started looking and something caught her eye. Reed Turner. She never saw him before, but he looked cute. Her eyes looked into his eyes. She thought of sex right when she looked at his beautiful eyes.

[Reed Turner]

He sat is back facing the bartender as he just watched. The owner had invited him since the opening, but Reed just never got around to going down and seeing what it was about. He took another sip. He heard someone order a beer but did turn, his eyes were fixed on one of the dancers.

Soon though he felt eyes on him and he turned to his left. Angelina Fianda. He had seen her before. She was the same as him... but a woman version. "Angelina." he said and got up to sit next to her, "It's been a while. Hasn't it?"[/size]

[nikki]

Angelina heard a voice. The guy she was staring at had come. She didn't have to do anything, but just look at him. "I guess..." She answered. Now a very good response, but she was too concentrating on how cute he was.

A question filled her mind. "Does he like me too?" She kept wondering. They've seen each other around school, but hadn't really talked until now. That was awkward, because the fact that this wasn't the first week of school.

"Are you going to Bridget's birthday?" Angelina said, trying to start a conversation. She barely new Bridget, but everyone was invited. She might as well go.

[Reed Turner]

"Yeah, I know Bridget from my club. I'm better friends with her friends though. Daphne and Anne. I am assuming you are going too?" Reed asked and listened to the music. It was quite different from what he heard of. It sounded like sex music. Which wasn't surprising since this place was basically that anyway.

Reed left out the part that he was suppose to go with a friend that was possibly more. Alex Bastian. The exact opposite from Angelina. Everythign Angelinda was not. But, Alex was gonw ith her brother this weekend. Which sucked. But, he decided he was just going to pretend that they really hadn't met yet. "So, I've been wondering. What are you doing in a club like this?"[/size]

[nikki]

"What am I doing here?" She didn't say that out loud, but that was what Angelina was thinking. She didn't want to tell him why, so she said,"Just to get away from my enemies. Most of them are in the other clubs. All I wanted to do was sit and maybe have a beer, so I just went here...."

Angelina somehow knew that Reed was hiding something. She had no idea what it was though. Of course, Angelina was not a mind reader. Then she would be a freak. No matter what, Angelina couldn't get the fact that she liked him..

When the sex music came on, she just wanted to do it with him....It showed in her eyes-a TINY bit.

[Reed Turner]

"When it doubt go to a strip bar," Reed mused taking another sip. He was going to have to draw the line sometime with the beer. He planned not to get drunk tonight. The plan he planned to keep. A dancer came up to them and Reed stared at her with a bored expression. She started to rubb up on him and Reed gave her a dollar... to go away. When she finally did. Reed bursted out laughing.

"Maybe she can get better dance moves with that dollar. A dollar can go a long why now-a-days," Reed said looking at Angelina, and he stopped. He knew that look in girls' eyes. He got it all the time. It was the 'do-me' stare. Reed ignored it looked back at the stage. "So..." he stopped not knowing what to say.[/size]

[nikki]

Angelina saw the dancer. Should she become one? Of course not. You make money but....it might be a little awkward. If she was a dancer-probably she wouldn't be, no nerdy guys would be giving her money. She wouldn't be rubbing on him. It would be so hilarious!

Angelina was person to laugh at everything. Even jokes that wern't that funny. She giggled at what Reed said. He was funny and hot. What more could a girl want? Angelina knew that he saw her 'look'. She started to try to act normal. Maybe he will forget about it. Maybe not sex, but maybe they could make-out? Anything!

"Maybe I should be one of those dancers!" Angelina said, still laughing from what Reed said.

[Reed Turner]

Reed knew that Angelina wasn't joking about becoming a stripper. "I wouldn't doubt it," he said. Maybe if he was a normal guy he would have thought that would be a mean and rude thing to say about someone, but, Reed was Reed. He wasn't like most guys. He couldn't give a rat's ass about what other people thought of him.

He looked around at the bar. It was pretty nice for one: being so new, and two: being a strip bar. He wasn't one to complain but couldn't understand why girls would do this. He knew if money got tight but, honestly. And the guys that came here. Guys who had no life and can't get attention from any other girls but these girls here. "Why would you want to though?" he asked and looked at her.[/size]

[nikki]

Angelina thought about it for a moment. That was a good question. "I need some extra money. That must be the easiest way." She said. She never worked a day in her life.

"The truth is I never worked before." She said to Reed.

[Reed Turner]

"So, this is your last resort? Can't get a job anywhere else?" Reed asked, a tad bit angry. Well, he sorta was at the whole situtation. "Unless you were living on the streets, you don't have to work here. You'll get an even worse reputation."

He took another long drink from his Corona and ordered another. He needed to get out of here. But for some reason he just couldn't get up. So he sat there staring up on the stage watching girls take their clothes off.[/size]