Ok. So I thought I would try something new. I will try and post chapters between every 1 & 3 days. I'm working at the moment so might be hard to find time. But I will try.
This chapter will be a introduction and just a plain and maybe boring chapter haha ;) anyway enjoy! x
Chapter 1.
*bang*
"Shit!" I groan as I knock the alarm clock to the ground, which makes a huge bang. I practically roll out of bed and crawl to the bathroom.
"Fucking hell, I am getting too old for this!" I say as I look in the mirror.
Well. I'm Jade. I'm 23, and I turn 24 in 2 weeks! I'm from Newcastle, and I am a nightclub promoter. So yep my job is making sure VIP's have the best night and to do that, i have to make sure they drink loads which often leads to me getting drunk with them. It sounds fun, and you know what it is! meeting celebrates and having banter with them while drinking and getting paid for it. Yep it's fucking heaven to be honest! Only problem? The hangovers are horrific like.
* 3 hours later *
So it's about 7pm. I've had a shower and got ready for work. I have decided on wearing a White Peplum Dress with a deep V neck line, with black heels & clutch bag. Saturday night is a better night for me. More money and I finish at 2am. So the rest of the night is mine! My girls will all meet me after my shift and I'll get us into VIP as always!
Anyway I pack it all into a large bag and put all my makeup and perfume in the bag. I always have to get ready at the club because I need to make sure I know who's coming tonight & who I will have look after. And sometimes. I have to admit I don't know who half these people are. Think they are reality tv stars? But I'm not sure.
I jump into a taxi and head to the club. As we arrive at the club I jump out and head inside. Checking the board in the staff room. "Tonight Jade will be looking after M.Owen & Party".
I stop. "M.Owen" who is that? Oh fuck. Michael Owen? I'm going to have to look after a bunch of rowdy footballers. Fucking great. I hate nights like this. Sleezey men groping and feeling me and all the woman up.
"For fuck sakes man!" I groan in frustration as Ant one of the managers walks in. "What's up with you? Hangover?"
"Nah man. Have you seen this? M.Owen party tonight? You know as well as I do this is gunna cause trouble."
"Aye. Your right there. Lucky for us they've got you to look after them" he laughs and taps me on the back "ain't you better start getting ready? They'll be here at 10?" I nod as he goes back to his office. I look up at the clock and it's 8pm already shit. I better get ready.
* 1 hour 30 minutes later *
"Wow. You look amazing!" I smile looking up to see Ant grinning at me. "Thanks Ant. See I told you makeup can make anyone look good." I laugh, I'm ready I have my hair in curls, I throw my bag into my locker. Even my clutch for now. I will get it after my shift. I head out into the bar as all of the staff are. We all get a shot & a cocktail before we start. "Pre-Drinks everyone. Lets have a good night guys!" Ant shouts as we knock our shots. I take my cocktail a little slower than usual. Probably because I am worried about who i will be with all night!
BOOM!
Before I know it. The tunes are on and the doors are open. Crowds of people walk in. That's when I see them, the VIPs!
"Looks like they're not the lot you thought they were." Any laughs as he walks past smug as ever. Meanwhile my jaw is nearly on the floor. Nope they're definitely not the lot I thought they were ...
* to be continued *
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