The Nerd is a Stripper?!

Chapter 15

It is always calm before a storm...

Jake's POV

Ava feel asleep after she swore she was fine. I turn off the tv, and my light. I am on my way to my bed when a phone goes off.

It takes me a few moments to realize that it is Ava's phone. Not checking who it is, I answer the phone.

"Hello, Ava's phone." I greet.

"Jake?" A feminine voice asks.

"Uh yeah, who is this?" I ask while sitting down.

"Flora. Why are you answering her phone? DID YOU SLEEP WITH HER! YOU SON OF A-"

"Woah, no none of that. Ava's with me, at my house, she feel asleep while we were watching Friends." I explain.

"It's getting late, and I have a shift to attend to. Which by the way tell Ava she should come to work some time, some guys are asking for her, and tell her that she needs to come to work right after school."

"Yeah, I'll pass the message." I lie through gritted teeth.

"No you won't." Flora replys with nonchalant voice.

"You're right I won't." I snap.

"You're not her boyfriend, so why do you care?" Flora questions.

"Ok, I am not, but that doesn't mean I like the idea of her stripping to another guy." I state.

"It isn't even that bad." Flora defends.

"Isn't that bad?" I say incredulously, "She is giving lap dances to horny men, wearing lingerie, while looking sexy as hell. Now give me one reason why she doesn't see any of that?"

"Because she is doing something she loves! She doesn't like all those things, she just enjoys the pole dancing. She told you about her mom, right? Her mom used it as a distraction, and now so does she too. Whenever her day is complete shit, she goes to work, not for the money. But for the dancing. Why do you think she is the best? She has passion for what she does, and it shows."

I sat for a second with my mouth open, "I never looked at it like that." I mumble.

"That's because you never bothered to try,"she snaps.

"Well thanks for that but it is getting late and I feel like a little kid, getting yelled at by my mom," I say.

"Oh please, that wasn't yelling." Flora says. "You don't want to hear me yell".

"I believe you, Night Flora." I say.

"Night, hope Ava kicks you in her sleep." She says cheerily before she hangs up.

I put her phone on my night stand, and I finally get to lay down. It isn't a moment later that I feel an arm go around my waist, and a little head lay down on my shoulder, and a leg on top of my legs.

I turn my head to see Ava looking up at me, half asleep.

"Who was that?" She mumbles.

"Flora, just checking up on you." I answer as a brush a strand of hair away from her face.

"Really?" Ava asks.

"Well, she was more of telling me off." I say.

"That sounds more like her, and about what?" Ava questions.

"Uh, about what you do." I whisper, but since she is so close it doesn't matter.

"Why?" Ava asks again.