"In life, we must know when to stand, where to stand, and what to stand about." -------------------- ~*~YN's POV~*~ The 3 of us strolled into the club, grabbing our work aprons off the hook, and strapping them onto our waists. I looked around the club, letting out a sigh. There must've been some big party last night, cause this place looked like a pig stye. The janitors wiped down the floors, as the girls and I made our way behind the bar. "I'm glad Savannah's not here!" Nea said, grabbing a cloth to wipe the tables with. I did the same. "You never know.. She could show up." Jordyn replied shrugging her shoulders. We got to work, cleaning the counter, and wiping down the cups for tonights party. Just like every Wednesday, Friday, and saturday, the girls and I have to come here to make, and serve drinks. Most of the time, it's just us three, but occasionally, Savannah comes to work to help. She such a brat... Such a full of her self b**ch! We suddenly heard the doors of the c! lub fly open, along with some heels clanking across the floor. "yay.." Nea grunted. Savannah soon appeared into our sight, placing her purse onto the counter, then strapping on her apron. "Hayy girlyys!" She cried, waving around her fake nails. We waved back, showing a fake smile. "Great.." I thought, another obstacle added to my day! Savannah made her way behind the bar with us, and soon joined in on cleaning the counter and cups. "So, you guys have a nice weekend?" She said, emphasizing the "Guys ...
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