"What are we going to do. I mean we graduated, and we got fired from a strip club. How the fuck we get fired and we the best 2 strippers. The only reason people would even come was to see us" Jayda said as she poured her money on my bed, I was on the floor counting my money.
"We will figure it out, don't worry okay. We have money saved up, so we will be good. But we can start looking for jobs or something. Just relax. We are 20 years old, we've been working since we were in high school. Let's take a break, please." I shouted at her and she sighed as she started to count her money. I felt bad a little, I know she is stressing. We crave stability and with us now being fired we have to go into our savings.
We just wanted better for ourselves. Jayda is my twin cousin, our bithdays is the same. We've been living together since my dad was murdered. It has been very hard, not having family. Just each other to depend on.
"Hey, it's a card in my bag" she said and I looked up at her, as she held up a black card.
"What does it say" I asked her.
"It just has a number on it" she said and I nodded.
"Well call it" I said and laughed a little as I turned my attention to my money. I was almost done, I had 3 stacks already counted out so I didn't need to count that. But I had more to count.
.................. A hour had passed by and Jayda was taking a nap, she never finished counting her bag, and she stressed herself out, and I was down to my last few stacks. I decided to keep them here and take my counted stacks to the bank. I got up and walked to my bathroom, turning on the shower so I could get ready for the day.
After my shower I got out putting on something chill, not too much, just a multi striped color dress. I grabbed my purse and book bag before leaving out the house. It felt good outside. I got in my car and drove to the bank, I don't like carrying lots of money around. People know what my car look like, it's one of a kind.
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"Hi what can I do for you" the bank teller asked as I walked into the bank.
"Hey, I want to deposit money into my account" I said and she nodded. I gave her my card and ID.
"How much would you like to deposit" she asked me, I looked around making sure it wasn't a lot of people which it wasn't.
"It's a lot and I have everything wrapped in hundreds. But the overall amount is $10,680." I said as I sat my book bag on the counter.
"What do you do again!! I'm in the wrong work field" she said making me laugh.
"I'm a stripper" I told her, I wasn't proud of it but the money was great so hey.
"Ohhh, is it hard. I've always said I'll do it but I be scared" she asked me as she grabbed a piece of paper from the printer, sliding it through the window. The paper was just me confirming the amount I was depositing and is it okay for her to take my money and put it into my amount.
