Discovering Cassy Part 2

*Written in Cassy's point of veiw*

We got to the club and it was already packed. Loud music and smoke filled the air.

"You guys, I don't know if I can do this..," I said honestly.

"Oh, come on Cassy. We're here, you look fab and your signing up!" Nessa said as we made our way through the crowd towards a gorgeous, blonde holding a clipboard.

"We want to sign up." Nessa told him pointing a finger at herself and then at me.

"Sure thing ladies." Blonde hunk said, "You gals are lucky the list is almost full."

"Too bad." I thought to myself. I don't know why the hell I'm doing this! Sure I want to get over this self concious shit, but how is this going to help? I'm going to get up there, freeze up and make a fool out of myself . I'll never want to show my face here again.

"I need your name, cutie." Blonde hunk said to me. "Um, yeah.. It's Cassy."

"Pretty name." He told me with a wink. He got Vanessa's name and told us that we could wait backstage and freshen up untill they were ready for us. "Oh, I'm gonna have to be at the bar untill they call me." I told him.

"No, problem. You can get your drinks backstage if you'd like."

"Awesome, Thanks..." I told him.

'Now I can hide out and drink myself some courage before making a jackass outta myself.' I mumbled to myself.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Now what's your name?" I asked lamely.

He smiled widely, "It's Erik."

I smiled back and then I felt Vanessa pulling me by the hand. "Come on flirty. I wanna get my drink on!"

Carrie told us she'd wait at the bar as we went backstage to check out the competition. A couple more of the girls were on their way and she told them she'd meet up with them.

The enterance to the back was being guarded by a tall, muscler guy with long hair and tattoos up and down his arms.

"We're on the list!" Nessa yelled to him over music that seemed to be getting louder by the minute. He looked us over and then gave a questioning look towards Eric who nodded his head. "Go ahead." He told us letting us pass. "Good luck."

"We don't need it." Nessa told him with a grin.

Backstage was just as crowded if not more so. Women in skimpy outfits were drinking, standing around talking, sharing make-up mirrors and smoking off their nerves. "Give me a vodka tonic." Nessa told the waitress that was running back and forth between girls and a side door leading to the bar. "Jack, straight up." I said. "I'm gonna need it." The waitress smiled knowingly and went to get our drinks.

"I should have brought a spare change of clothes." I told Vanessa. "I can't possibly wear this get up all night."

"Call Tina and have her stop by the apartment after she picks up Lynnie." she said "But, you better hurry."

I went to a corner to get away from the noise and dialed Tina. Thankfully I got her on the second ring. She had just left.

I told her what I needed and promised to pay her back later. "No prob." she said. "I still have to run by and pick up Lynn." Lynn was our other girlfriend who was coming tonight. She lived on the floor above ours and had a spare key incase of an emergency. I couldn't ask for better friends. Lynn had jumped at the chance to come tonight. She said she wanted to cheer us on, but I had a feeling she wanted to see the bartender who she had been flirting with for a couple weeks now.

The waitress brought our drinks. I downed mine and told her to keep em coming. Vanessa and I made small talk with each other and a few of the other stripper wannabes. One girl, Jenna told us she was entering as an early birthday present to her boyfriend. A weird birthday present I thought, but who knows what kind of couple they are. She seemed nice enough though and we talked with her untill Erik came in to tell us the order of the acts. We'd all be dancing to a full song each.

He promised to have a list of songs for us before show time started in thirty minutes.

"I want 'Pour some sugar on me'." Nessa called out to him before he left. He laughed and told her that he'd see what he could do.

By this time I had drunk three whiskeys and I was starting to feel pretty damn good and a bit hot.

"I need to take this off. I'm burning up." I told no one in particular as I removed my long coat. No one really noticed except for Jenna and Vanessa. "Great dress!" Jenna said looking me up and down. "Where'd you get it?"

"From a friend." I told her as I waved down the waitress. "Get me something 100 proof!" I yelled out to her.

She laughed and took off to the side entrance her tray laden with empty glasses.

"Don't you think you should ease up a bit?" Vanessa said as she sipped her second vodka tonic.

"Hell no! I feel awesome."

"Ok, but I don't want you to go out there and fall off the stage." she told me turning to ask Jenna something.

Suddenly feeling as if my bladder was going to explode I excused myself to find the ladies room. I had just stepped outside of the side door when I smacked into someone. "Oh! I'm sorry!" I exclaimed looking up. It was Erik, the hot event cordinator.

"No, I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." He said.

"I wasn't either." I said looking into his blue eyes. We seemed frozen there just staring at each other untill I remembered I was about to pee all over myself. "Where's the bathroom?" I asked feeling stupid.

He laughed, his eyes sparkling. "Down the hall to the right."

"Thanks." I said with a smile. He probably thought I was a drunken idiot.

"I'll catch you later." He told me. "I've got to get my stuff together or the shows going to be late."

"I'll be back in a minute." I said rushing towards the bathroom.

When I got back he was telling the girls that we would be going on in the order that we'd signed up. The dj would start playing songs and we'd have three minutes on stage. He said that we could do anything we wanted while on stage, but panties must stay on. A few of the girls said they weren't wearing any and he told them if they weren't by the time their names were called they couldn't perform. A few protests sounded and he told everyone that they had to follow club rules.

"Well, what am I supposed to do?" a tall brunette asked angrily.

"You'll just have to come back next time. I'm sorry." He told her turning his attention back to the rest of us.

"In two minutes I want you ladies ready to go. Lacey, your first. You can all look at the song list, but it's going to be off since some of you aren't going on. If any of you get too nervous, tell me and I'll put someone else on. I'll be here the whole time to help you, if your uncomfortable with me here you can go to your waitress for help. Her name is Angie"

Angie had just came in with more drinks, she passed them out and set her tray down on the small table next to the door.

"You girls have nothing to be nervous about, I've been doing this for three years now and the crowd is always great." she told us with a smile. She didn't look like a stripper. Atleast not tonight. Wearing a faded denim mini skirt and a tight black t-shirt with the clubs logo on it. I guessed that she was waitressing to make some extra dough since she didn't have a spot tonight.

All of the sudden the music stopped and one of the regulars took the mic. "Hey ya'll!!" she exclaimed brightly to the crowd.

"As most of you know I'm Daisy and tonight is amatuer night!!"

The crowd hooped and hollered loudly. "Are ya'll ready?!" she asked in her southern drawl. The crowd responded loudly again.

"Alright! Let's get this party started!" she yelled and the dj began the first song. Without being told what to do Lacey went through the purple stage and out onto the stage.

 A few of us took turns peaking through the curtain to see how she was doing. She looked like a pro, swinging around one of the two poles on the stage, squatting down, knees out to the sides infront of the guys in front. They rewarded her by pushing bills into her waistband.

I turned toward Nessa who was getting excited. "God, I love this!" she yelled to me over the music. "Makes me wonder if I haven't chose the wrong profession!" I laughed and shook my head.