It's been three days since my interview and it was now Friday morning. I was doing the laundry when I got the call saying that I was selected for the job and that  I start on Monday.

I immediately called Grace and she congratulated me on landing the job.

"I'm coming to get you at nine. We're going out to celebrate, no arguing," Grace announced and I rolled my eyes.

Grace was always more of a party girl compared to me so her wanting to go out on a Friday night wasn't anything new. Now she just had an excuse to get wasted.

"You know I don't like going out," I tried but Grace quickly shut me down.

"You haven't been out since my birthday and that was three months ago. You're coming whether or not you like it. Now I need to go back to work, I'll see you later. Love ya," and with that our conversation was over.

I sighed and continued doing the laundry as I made lunch for myself and Cassandra. I made tuna sandwiches with a side of coleslaw.

At two-thirty, the door opened and Cassandra walked in groaned.

"I freaking hate school," she grunted throwing herself into my arms.

I just laughed and embraced her before pulling away with a raised eyebrow.

"What happened now?" I asked because last time she said that, it was because her teacher gave them a group project. She hates socializing in case you haven't picked that up yet.

"Nothing, I just hate it. Do I really need it? No, I don't think they ask for academic qualifications to be a stripper," she mumbled the last part as she walked to her room to change out of her uniform.

She returned five minutes later in shorts, a tank top and a pair of socks.

"Oh tuna and coleslaw, what's the occasion?" She asked picking up the grilled goodness and biting into it, sighing in enjoyment.

"I got the job," I announced and she slowed her chewing while looking at me.

She swallowed and put down the toast before jumping into my arms, shrieking.

"Congrats sis, i knew you could get it," she said and squeezed me while jumping up and down.

"Calm down before you hurt yourself," I answered laughing lightly at her excitement and she rolled her eyes pulling away.

"Yeah yeah. Are you going out to celebrate?" She asked as she serves herself food.

"Grace's taking me out later by force. I'll call Ms-"

"No. I'm not letting Ms Grewar in, I'm old enough to be left alone," she defended and stifled out a cough.

She let it out followed by a series of coughs while holding her chest.

I ran and got her water that she gulped down as her coughing died down.

"Are you okay? Do you need your pumps? Should I-" I started frantically asking as I helped her down on a chair on our small dining table.

"I'm fine Dia, go out. Have fun. It's just the spice in the tuna," she reassured but something in her eye told me otherwise.

"I'm serious boo, I'm okay," she insisted and hugged me.

I hugged her back, breathing in her scent of lemon and chamomile. It was earthy but a natural and beautiful scent. She calmed me down with it.

I pulled away and placed a kiss on her forehead before serving myself.

We ate and spoke about random topics before I washed up the dishes while she went to lay down for her afternoon nap.

It was now six o'clock and I had just finished showering when I heard the house door open.

"Bebe, I'm home," Grace screamed and I chuckled at her antics.

"Why are you here so early?" I questioned walking out of the bathroom with my towel still on before I saw the many bags in her arms.

"Clothes and makeup," she explained walking past me and continuing her journey to my room.

I followed behind her, amused and watched her open up the various bags filled with glittery dresses and different makeup products.

"Pick something to wear while I'm in the shower," she told me and I moved to the bags with caution.

It was a sparkly, girly mess. Heaps of dresses in one big bag, shoes in the other, bags in the one beside it.

I picked up a champagne coloured, mid-length dress and inspected it. It was a silk slip-on dress with an open back and put on rose gold heels.

I left my hair in its curly state, it looked surprisingly well for being out for a week. I put on some foundation with eyebrow gel and dark red lipstick. I applied eyeliner and mascara with highlight on my nose and cheeks before I was ready to go.

"Add hoops or earrings that hang. It'll tie everything together," Grace said as she looked at me from the vanity mirror as she put on fake lashes.

I put on some gold hoops and sprayed myself with body mist and perfume.

I looked and smelt expensive.

"We look fucking hot babe, bad bitches," Grace cheered and I agreed.

She wore a little black dress with nude heels. The dress was a bodycon dress with a low neckline, making her breasts look more noticeable. The burgundy wig that she had installed, was pin straight, hanging down till her lower back. We really did look like bad bitches.

"Wow, y'all look beautiful. I hope you enjoy your time," Cassandra said walking into the room.

"Thanks, Cass, are you sure I won't need to call-"

"I'll be fine Dia. Gracie, please tell my sister I'll be okay," she insisted and threw herself onto the bed, propping herself up on her elbows.

"She'll be okay babe, let's believe in her and go have fun," Grace stated and I still wasn't completely at peace.

"Fine. There's food in the fridge and you have my number in case you need me. I'll be back later tonight," I replied in defeat and hugged her.

She kissed my cheek when she pulled away making me smile.

Grace and I walked to the door and just as we were about to leave, Cassandra shouts, "Go get laid, you need it"

Grace doubles over in laughter and I glare at my sister who threw her hands up in defence.

"Let's go before I'm wanted for murder," I responded closing the door and walking down the steps.

"Even Cass knows that you need to get dicked down,"  Grace breathed out after she caught her breath.

I just flipped her off as we got into the Uber she ordered. We'd probably both be drunk so it's best if we took an Uber there and back so we wouldn't leave the car overnight.

"Where're we going by the way?" I asked realizing that I have no clue where she's taking me.

"A friend of mine is having a club opening so I got us VIP excess. He's super chill," she said while looking away and I nodded wondering where we're going.

The Uber dropped us at a huge club with the words "the lounge" in bright neon blue. There was a long line of people queued outside and I wondered how long it'd take to get us in. The club was on the upper-class side of town, a 45-minute drive from my house to be exact.

"Come on," Grace dragged me to the bouncer to who she said something to and he spoke in his earpiece before slipping neon pink bracelets onto our wrists with the words "VIP" in black.

The curtains were pushed back to allow us to enter and the smell of sweat, alcohol, smoke and a mix of various perfumes and colognes hit me immediately.

Grace pulled me through the crowd of people to a flight of stairs that we climbed till we reached another bouncer.

He saw our bracelets and let us in after moving the velvet rope.

The VIP section was more relaxed than downstairs and it was filled with fewer people. People sat in booths drinking, smoking, laughing, practically having a blast. There were waitresses walking up and down the stairs, coming with full liquor bottles and leaving with the empties.

"There you are, hey baby," a tall built man said walking towards Grace.

He enveloped Grace into a hug and deeply kissed her making her visibly blush when they pulled away.

I shot her a ' you're gonna explain this later ' look before greeting the man.

"You must be Nadia. I'm Joshua and I've heard so much about you," he greeted with his hand out that I took and he shook. He had a charming smile, one that would make you drop your panties and do as he says. He's tall, maybe 6'5. He has blonde mixed hair and gorgeous blue eyes that shone under the club lights. He's wearing a suit but you can easily tell that he's well built, his muscles practically hugged his suit.

Grace did well.

"I wish I could say the same for you but my friend has been pretty tight-lipped about you," I honestly replied and Grace blushed more.

"Well, you'll be seeing a lot of me from now on. I'll let you girls enjoy your night. I spoke to the staff already, anything you want is on the house. If anyone bothers you, I'll be in my office or you can tell the bouncers, I told them to keep an extra eye on you two. Grace, baby, a second," he said pulling Grace to the side and whispering something in her ear that made her eyes close dreamily and tugged a smile to her lips.

"Later baby, see you, Nadia," he said and slipped away from us leaving Grace in a dreamy state.

"Girl, let's go enjoy ourselves. You've got a hell of a lot explaining to do later," I shouted over the music and dragged her to an open booth as a waitress came up to us. We started off with vodka shots and cocktails. The shot for a buzz and the cocktail to slowly introduce alcohol into our systems.

Many shots, cocktails and dances later, we were laughing our asses off on a couch in Joshua's office. Grace sat across my lap laughing at some memories of our high school days and I made sure she didn't roll off me to the best of my slightly drunken abilities. Joshua just looked at the sight in amazement.

"Nadia, the car is here. Let's get you downstairs and in the car," Joshua announced and stood up from his chair behind the desk. He said he didn't want me getting into an Uber alone in my state so he called his driver to come to pick me up.

"Bye Dee, I'll call you later. No, I'll call you tomorrow because Joshua's gonna fuck me later. Right Joshy," she said in a dreamy whisper sitting up staring into the distance making me laugh.

"That's right babe, so stay your pretty ass there and I'll be back," he laughed and helped me get up from the couch with a hand around my shoulders holding me up.

We made it to the door before the door opened and a beautiful man stood on the other side.

He was tan with brown silky soft hair. He stood at the same height as Joshua and they even had an almost identical build but he looked slightly bigger. His eyes were grey, they have little specks of green making them look softer than his features presented. He looked at me under Joshua's arm before looking at Grace sprawled out on the couch then back at Joshua with a raised eyebrow.

"Hey man. I'll be right back, just sit down," Joshua greeted and we were out the door in seconds.

I tried not to trip as we climbed down the stairs and walked outside where a black car was parked in the street.

"Thanks for the night, Joshua. Treat Grace right please, she's all I have," I said honestly as he slid me into the car.

"I will," he replied and I closed the door knowing he meant it.