Delilah rushed out of the classroom as soon as the dismissal bell was rung. Unlike other days, she'd sit and wait for Priscilla to round up with her lectures and together, they'd drive home.She couldn't wait because she was running out of time. She had to go to the mall to purchase some things which involved buying new stripper panties for tonight's club show.Angela noticed how hurriedly she had left the class, she's never been this hurried before, not even for other days she goes to her restaurant job. Today seems a bit different and odd."Delilah?" She called.Delilah stopped on her track, turning to look at her. "Yes?""Aren't you going to wait a little? We'll be having a girls' meeting against the girls' party tomorrow night." She reminded.Delilah seems to have forgotten about the girl's night, likewise the meeting. "I'm sorry, but I won't be able to stay today. I have a lot to do, and I need to be at the restaurant before it turns three. I'll try my best to show up at the par

His face is close to mine that I can hear how rich and rough his voice is, only adding to how absolutely frantic I am.I strengthened up immediately, his eyes followed my actions, looking down at me as he stood tall from shadows over me. He covks his brow at me, encouraging me to answer his question.Hiding some thing? Why would I be hiding some thing? Or is this his normal style of starting a conversation?He nodded his head, looking entertained by my reply. I watch him eye me with that same amusement on his face, dragging his gaze down my body and back to my face.I know what he's thinking, I look hilarious in this outfit. If he's expecting some thing impressive like a fantastic figure eight then I'm sorry, I don't have those sexy killing curves.I looked towards Mrs Mills' direction but she was gone. She's supposed to be here. I returned my gaze to my unfinished wine, trying to avoid his eyes. "You can look at me, you know, I don't bite." His voice rolls out of his mouth like butt

****Weekend's over. Today is Monday.It's me, and I'm back to school to continue the whole stressful and boring school routine. Since I came to school, I've been recalling every incident that happened back in the City Clubhouse, and it feels more like it is happening right now.The only reason I am still thinking about this is because of Mr Kimber, he's been the reason I ain't concentrating on what Mr Mayor was talking about. Worst still, Mr Mayor's class has never since grade two been my favorite.It's either I spend the entire period sleeping or doing one thing or the other. Or I might end up counting the second hand until his period is over.But that's by the way, it's Mr Kimber again in my head. Remembering the way he smiled at me made my heart flutter, I was acting differently unlike me. I was hoping he'd find me irritating and leave for good but no, he came back. But hold on, he didn't come back for me, did he?Now here comes the part where my heart hasn't stop beating so fast,

****Tonight's dance wasn't at the usual stage, I was gonna dance in the celebrity room. When I walked in with Mrs Mill behind me, I felt the sudden fear grip me. There are lots of celebrities in the room, honestly, I haven't done this for celebrities before.The normal ones I do are for the VIPS, but talking of celebrities, these are the VVIPS it's way too much than I thought.I did my work and gripped the pole in front of me. I swayed my hips to the music and the men drinking alcohol let out another cheer. Thirty more minutes and I am done. But then Mrs Mill called me from the side. She gestured to me to go closer and so I did. The next lady already walked up the stage and did her things, dancing. I frowned. “Mrs Mill, I still have thirty minutes, why is she up there now?” I asked. “You are done there already, sweety. Mr. Ramirez was asking for you, you should give him your thirty minutes instead.” Mrs Mill said and my eyes flew to the spot the so-called Mr Ramirez sat.“Why ma’am

I walked out of my room, dressed in my silver off-shoulder gown with a long split by the left side and a ribbon at the top end of the split. I was able to pack my hair in the best style I can, with a simple make up on.I was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the idea of attending the party, so I changed my mind. "I changed my mind, mom, I can't attend the party with you." I said, not really wanting to go anywhere today."Not now, Delilah. We talked about this four days ago, and you can't just say no now. A lot of people will be showing up with family and friends, you can't expect me, the assistant, to show up with no one.""But…"She cuts in sharply. "For the love of God, Delilah, for once please say yes." She scanned me, then smiled. "By the way, you look great." She complimented.I blushed idiotically like the compliment was coming from a man.****We got to the building. Back at home when mom was rushing with what she was doing, muttering how late she was for the party, I though