Hustler (Kayla Hughes Story)

Chapter 14.) Like that bitch

"Everything good bae?" asked Darnell asked he came back upstairs.

"Yeah im straight. Just rapping it up with bro that's all".

"Babe can you take me to my dance audition tomorrow?"

"I got you. where at?"....

It's the next day, and Darnell mom woke us both us for breakfast. My audition was at 4pm so i had more then enough time to eat, chill and fuck.

"How this look?? Be honest..."

"That shit look good."

I was so nervous. I never thought that i would be a dancer, especially at that age but like i said i was a hustler and needed the money.

I started packing my stuff up, showered and did my makeup, it was 3:15 at this point, and the club i was going to was about 20 mins away from darnell crib so i took my sweet ol time.

"You want me wait for you?"

"You can if you want, that'll be nice."

Im in the passenger seat sweating, nervous as hell.

"Ard wish me luck..."

I get out the car and walked to the front enter of the club.

"Hi i'm Kayla. I have a 4pm audition".

The bouncer looks me up and down.

"Follow me."

It was pitch black in that bitch expect from the led lights from the stage. And the music was loud as hell.

"She's here".

This tall ass Arabic looking guy walks out in his office in the back, he looked like a skinner version of French montana, but taller.

"Ahhh Kayla. How are you dear?"

30 minutes later im in the back dressing room getting ready and giving myself a pep talk.

"You got this. You got this you got this".

"You ready???" said this lightskin, thick chick outta nowhere.

"Yeah...i think".

"Don't worry you got this.,what's your name?"

"Kayla. what's yours?"

"They call me chink cause i'm rican and Asian"

Well obviously bitch...

"Cool."

I walked out of the dressing room, nervous but kinda excited cause i looked good as hell.

"Any song requests???"

"Nah just something i can shake my ass to"

Now i wasn't the best dancer but my ass was fat and i knew how to work it.

I was on stage for about 5 minutes. I danced to Wetter by twista and even though I asked for twerking music, i still did my thang. I felt like that bitch on stage. All my nerves went away as soon as i touch the pool.

I heard some clapping in the crowd when i was done. It was the girl chink, the boss and this older white dude that was eyeing me since i walked in.

I also noticed he tipped me while i was dancing.

$100?!!

$100 for a 5 minute dance? shit i could get use to this.

"You're hired, when you start ??"...

"Next weekend."

"Good. See you then.

I walked out that bitch happy as hell.
Literally smiling from ear to ear.

"How was it you got it?!"

"Yup i start next weekend".

My phone vibrates it's mitch.

"I miss you. wya?"

"You wanna get something to eat before i drop you off back home?"

"Yeah, let's go".

"I miss you too, on my way home."

I ain't shit.