pushin P blasted through the club, while i worked in and out of people's sections. It was a busy night for me. I loved busy nights though. Time goes faster and i can get home to my daughter in no time.
See i was a part time college student and full time single mom. I worked through out the week. And boy it sure isn't easy. My sister or my mama either keeps my daughter serenity.
She was 4 years old going on 5. Damn time flies by. I can't believe i'm finna have a 5 year old. Her birthday is 10 days away.
As soon as i get my degree. I'm done with this job. I been working here since i was 17. I had serenity at 15 and working at a fast food restaurant wasn't doing shit for me. So my bestfriend introduced me to the club and she helped me get a job.
My boss wanted me to be dance. But i'm not doing that shit. I have bad anxiety and stage freight. I'm 24 and have stage freight. Embarrassing right?
So he just put me on to bartending. I been doing that shit. Right now i was heading to a v.i.p section. It was so deep. 50 cent was there. All the girls were freaking out.
I mean he isn't the only big celebrity who has come to this club. But you know these bitches they are some groupies.
"Alright here are y'all bottles." I sat the champagne bottles on the table from out of the ice bucket.
"Preciate that sweetheart." 50 thanked me. I smiled a little. "Anything else, i can get for y'all?"
"Yeah lemme get ya number." One person said behind me. I turned around to see lil meech. Oooouuuuu y'all when i tell y'all this boy never gives up. He been asking for my number since last year and we're in the middle of October. I don't know. He's famous and I don't fuck with famous niggas or celebrities.
