INTERVIEW

PRESENT

I keep looking at the business card that Mr.Orson gave me, this wasn't the opportunity I was looking for, but it's one step closer. Working for a rich family and getting paid the same way I've been at the club, which has been growing day by day now that I'm quite famous there until I fought with Cathy. We've both been suspended for some time. Not long ago, when I decided to start my job more professionally, My name kind of blew up in the club; Pink princess is what they know me as, and Cathy became kind of old news, not that I noticed. Her regular clients became my regular clients, and we started to share the same pay.

One night, not a lot of customers came to the club, a lot of dancers shared the same guests, it was just a bad night for the club. Cathy was dancing with a man, and as a partner, I thought she wouldn't mind if I joined her, hence the meaning of partners. That's what we do most of the time when we don't do any other private services, and before you know it, as I go up to her and the man, she stops dancing and starts screaming at me, in front of everyone, she even called me out. She was really loud calling me a backstabber, a thief, and anything between the lines.

The whole club had eyes on her, and I was just silent because I was shocked as much as everyone else until she hit me and we got into a brawl, which I won even though Cathy was a tad bigger than me, as well as a whole foot taller. Miss.Dette, the club owner, was not pleased, after all, we knew the consequences and got a one-month suspension. Obviously, I felt bad, even though I didn't do anything wrong unless I improving myself so that I could make a good living from the advice she gave me was wrong.

When everything's over, I wonder if Cathy is going to come back. I mean, she was more devastated than me. I assume she really feels like I was going against her in the back, but I was just trying to be a good partner. I sent her like ten messages and called her a couple of times, but no response from her side. After all, she was first in the club, so maybe I could leave, even though I was finally confident before I was suspended, changed my look a little, and finally returned to social media, but privately. I shouldn't bring my mind to it absolutely, but it's lowkey killing me. Just in case I end up actually requesting and going to apply for work with the Orsons, I should concentrate on learning more about the family. It would be exciting to live a double life, what's the difference between me and Miley Cyrus.

I leave my couch and head to my kitchen counter, yesterday I never put my groceries into the storage or fridge. The whole corner store thing was quite embarrassing, I wish I had brought my card but I have been saving. I had bought a fairly used but new black jeep for 17,000 dollars but right now it needs fixing, I guess somewhere in the engine is rusty. I had called the tow company about five times but they can be quite stupid, and they never came.

The next thing I am looking at is a new place, I think I have outgrown here. I've seen my new friends at the clubs' apartments and penthouses, and it is way more luxurious compared to mine. As I put the last few things in the fridge, my phone starts buzzing, maybe it's one of the girls, I reach for my phone which was on top of the couch, it was an unknown number, maybe it's the tow company, finally.

"Hello, is this for my car?"

"No, I've been looking for you" the person replies

"Sorry, who are you? Can't really pick out your voice"

"Atlas, it's Stephen and your" as he speaks a child starts crying in the back and I cut off the call, and block the number. There is no way that I am going back to that. Now is not the time for me to be thinking about this right now, how did he get my number? He is a police officer but really that call was uncalled for.

Okay, calm Atlas, the call was not up to thirty seconds, he can't track you down. I text Marly instead asking him if he could help me reach out to the Tow company, as long as I keep my head busy, I do not need to feel guilty. "I'll be there in twenty minutes" he responds "see you soon." I go back to the couch and start reading this book I bought two weeks ago, called Storm and silence, not my usual hobby, reading but the book caught my eye when I went to the vindalle festival. The festival happens every two years and so many people from out of town come in just to see the amazing performances, hop into the store deals, the rides, and the delicious food.

I did try to read the book but it was not the best distraction, I hed to the bathroom, cause I really started to feel nauseous, deep breaths Atlas, deep breaths. I feel super guilty like it's such a horrible feeling but that life is not meant for me spencer and you know it. If you can't handle it let someone else deal with it. Gone so far. Could it have been Cathy? but she has no idea, can't be her. She is not smart enough to be able to find out deep details about me. I slide down to the bathroom floor, hoping to calm myself down but I just ended up crying and screaming that I had not realized that I had gotten two missed calls from Marly until I left the bathroom and he had been knocking real loud on my door.

"you good? The tow truck is here" he looks at me with pitiful eyes.

"Yeah, just give me a minute, let me get my bag"

"Your eyes are all blurry" he points out

"lack of sleep" I lie.

The tow picks up the car, while I join Marly in his and we drive all the way to the tow shop. "The club really misses you" he tries to make conversation, why couldn't he have just turned on the radio instead.

"I don't know if I am coming back," I tell him, "the last thing I want to do is start stepping on Queen Cathy's shoes if that is her territory and she is not ready to share or move on, then I'm going to do it, after all, I did not want to be that much in the spotlight, I got carried away, I could either go back to being timid, getting low money or find a new job" I didn't realize that I was talking for so long. "I'm sorry, for talking too much" I apologize to him, "habit" I gulp.

"It's okay, I love listening to you, after all, I asked you for a reason" he is amazing.

"How are you though?"

"same old, Atlas, same old"

"you have to give me more than that, especially after I just mumbled like that, you can also feel free to talk to me"I assure him.

"can I be free enough to ask you on a date?" he laughs, I hope it was actually a joke.

"in what context?"

"Sorry?" he questions

"relationship-wise or friendship-wise?"

"Not gonna lie, I have had my eyes set on you but we can start friendship wise"

"and that's where it will end" I bluntly say, it just came out of my mouth.

"rude much, like I was just-"

"I'm a lesbian" I cut him off, "sorry, if I sounded rude, but I'm a lesbian" I lie again.

"oh, then we can just hang out I guess, there is this cool burger joint, we could sit at yours and watch a movie, their takeaway service is good" he suggests.

"and after that, you will go home?" I ask him just to make sure

"yes I will" he replies but not in the best tone, if me being rude, set aside any chance of him making a move on me, then it was worth the chance. Marly you just got friend-zoned, sad innit.