Girl I Know

When we got home, I checked my phone. I had 3 missed texts 2 from Zacky and one from Jimmy. I sighed, I really wasn’t sure if I wanted to talk to those assholes right now. Somehow I had a feeling that they requested us, but I don’t know how Casey didn’t get through that audition if they had it fixed. Larry Jacobson seeking Savannah and myself out was no coincidence. That I was sure of; especially considering he had mentioned Savannah and I having the background required for the music video.

The music video was set in a strip club, had 2 dancers who were strippers that would make out and a “bad” girl who worked for the boys basically. It seemed very perverse and of course, fit our background. I made an involuntary growl and checked the messages:

Jimmy: Teeeeeee come save meeeee. Your boyfriend is being a jackass.

I couldn’t help but laugh at Jimmy’s text and responded:

Me: Jimmy, I don’t have a boyfriend and I’m not in the mood right now. I’ll ttyl.

I scolded myself after I hit send because it was a bit harsh but I just…couldn’t right now. I sighed and read Zacky’s messages:

Hey Tennessee, just wanted to check in. Hope the dance audition went well. Let me know. –Z
Hey, didn’t think the audition would take this long, hit me up whenever. Laters – Z

I didn’t even bother responding to his, I’d have to think long and hard if I wanted to work for our friends. While it’s an awesome opportunity, I feel like I was targeted to win and was doubting my skills. I HATE this feeling.

“Tenney?” Savannah asked knocking on my door.

“Yeah, come on in,” I called and she entered. “Whats up?”

“Just checking on you,” Savannah said as she sat down on my bed by my legs as I laid on my back with one arm behind my head. “You’ve been quiet ever since we got our papers.”

“Did you see who we’re working for?” I asked ignoring my buzzing phone.

“Yeah, but why are you upset about it?” She asked eyeing my phone.

“I just feel like we were targeted, as stupid as that sounds.”

“Well, I admit that thought went through my mind too, but then why didn’t Case make it through?” She asked trying to help me process.

“Well…I don’t know,” I replied after thinking about it for a few moments.

“We got hired because we ARE good. Not because 5 punks told them we are good,” She emphasized punks and smiled to let me know she was joking.

“I know, just…why didn’t they tell us that they were apart of the group?” I asked.

“They probably don’t know where they get their dancers from in their videos. I mean, I’ve watched some of the videos they already have, they don’t seem to hire dancers like most of the pop and hip-hop artists do. They’re pretty low budget for the most part,” She shrugged.

“You’re probably right,” I conceded. “What time do we have to be at the club tonight?”

She shifted uncomfortably, “Actually, Casey told me that we had the night off…that it was going to be a slow night and that we won’t be needed tonight.”

I groaned inwardly, “She’s shutting us out because of the audition.”

“Well, I can kind of understand it,” she said thoughtfully. “She’s upset with herself, not with us. She’d never hold this audition against us. It’s for our dreams, she knows that.”

I nodded, “True, but still, she wanted to be with us on our path. Not left behind.”

“Maybe we can get her a job with us for our first video,” Savannah said and I could see the wheels start turning behind her eyes.

“What do you mean Vannie?” I asked curiously and sat up hugging my legs to my chest.

“Well, they’ll need a REAL strip club won’t they?” She asked grinning widely.

I gasped, “Vannie, you’re literally the smartest person on the planet. We can make that our conditions!”

She nodded, “Fuck the money, as long as they include Casey’s strip club.”

“Agreed, shall we?” I asked holding up my phone and pulling up Larry’s contact information in the packet.

“We shall,” Savannah stated as I dialed his number and put the phone on speaker.

“Larry Jacobson,” a male voice came through the speaker.

“Yes, this is Savannah Moore and Tennessee Trulove from the dance auditions earlier. I was wondering if we could discuss a couple ideas for the video, Mr. Jacobson.”

“Please, call me Larry and sure, let me hear some,” he replied and I swear I heard Jimmy behind him.

“Well, where were you guys going to have the setting for the video be?” I asked.

“We have a location in mind if you haven’t set one yet,” Savannah quickly added.

“Well, I tell you what girls, we haven’t put a deposit down anywhere, so if you give me the name of this place, we’ll definitely check it out,” Larry replied.

“It’s our friend Casey’s place, The Cat’s Cradle, in Huntington Beach,” I told him as Savannah grinned excitedly.

“The Cat’s Cradle,” Larry repeated, obviously writing it down.

“WE KNOW THAT PLACE!” Yep, that was Jimmy that I’d heard alright.

“Sorry about that, I’m with the band right now, Savannah and Tennessee,” Larry apologized quickly for Jimmy.

“Wait, you’re talking to Tennessee and Savannah?” I heard Zacky say.

“Do you guys know each other?” Larry asked him.

“We do,” I replied unamused. Savannah gently pushed my shoulder, making me realize how bitchy I was coming off.

“Oh god, I didn’t realize. I’m sorry for everything they’ve put you guys through girls,” Larry again apologized for their behavior.

“No worries, although they all drink like fish,” Savannah teased to lighten the mood.

Larry laughed, “That they do.”

“WHAT’D THEY SAY!?” We heard 5 voices say out in unison.

“Well, I tell you what girls,” Larry replied ignoring the guys. “I’ll get ahold of Casey and see what she thinks about holding the music video there. As soon as she agrees, we will start shooting the next day. It should only take about 3 days to get the whole video shot, we just gotta get the strip club parts and a few other parts down so that way we don’t hinder Casey’s business anymore than we have to.”

“Well we really appreciate it Mr….Larry,” Savannah caught herself. “We would be willing to take docked pay as long as you guys use Casey’s location.”

“Yeah, I’ll talk it over with Casey and we’ll see where we go from there. Until then, I’ve got to run, I’ll talk to you girls soon.”

“Alright, thank-you Larry. Laters.”

“That wasn’t the most professional phone call,” Savannah laughed as my phone rang and it was Zacky.

I sighed and answered putting it on speaker, “Hello?”

“You guys are our bitches, now,” Jimmy said hyper and jokingly through the phone.

Savannah and I laughed, “Oh are we now? I thought you were my bitch Jimmy,” I teased him.

“I am!” Jimmy said happily.

“Did you all 3 make it through?” Brian asked us.

“Well—“ I started then Zacky interrupted.

“We’ve been waiting to hear from you guys all day.”

“We’ve been busy guys!” Savannah replied laughingly.

“Do you guys have to work tonight?” Matt chimed into the conversation.

“If not you should bring those delicious asses over to my place,” Brian joked with us. “But seriously, if not you guys should come over.”

“Well, Savannah and I are off tonight apparently,” I told them.

“Bring us boooooze and pizza!” Johnny yelled over the other guys.

Savannah grinned, “It’ll cost you.”

“What will it cost us?” Matt asked.

“Haha, well, you’ll find out later,” I laughed.

“As long as there’s no stallion ducks, I’m okay! I gots ninja moves to show you guys!” Jimmy said excitedly.

“Alright, we’ll be over soon,” I told them and we hung up. I looked at Savannah, “What the hell are we gonna do, order 6 pizzas? One for each of them and then one for us?”

Savannah laughed, “Well, that’d work. Maybe get 2 pepperoni, 2 supreme, and 2 cheese?”

“Sounds good, and some Jack, Malibu, and Dr. Pepper,” I smiled at her as we both jumped up and grabbed keys wearing our yoga pants, sports bras, tennis shoes, and jackets.

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