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    No matter how much trouble Treasure had gotten into, she still wanted to look and feel beautiful. She was still an aspiring school teacher at heart, and when she thought about the drastic change of direction that she had endured, it made her sick to her stomach. Her ex-boyfriend Benji had single handedly come into her life and turned it upside down. He had hurt her in so many ways, that she was absolutely positive that she would never love again in life.
     
    When “Snowflake” neared the end of her set, the DJ walked to the edge of the stage and pulled out a large roll of dollar bills. He started throwing dollars and sliding them between her thong string while smiling at her. When Treasure saw the interaction between Snowflake and the DJ, she knew right then that she was his girlfriend. She could also tell that working in the strip club had not been Snowflake’s idea at all. Her facial expressions whenever the DJ glanced away told Treasure the whole story.
     
    Her entire demeanor lacked confidence, and the way that she danced made it look as if she was in pain. Her fake eyelashes were deep-dark brown and extra-long. She was tall, close to 5’11 or taller. Snowflake had long hair, and her body was so tight that it was obvious that she was either fresh out of high school or a freshman in college. Her neck was slender and graceful, her mouth cute and thin.
     
    When the song went off, Snowflake grabbed the money that the DJ had tipped her and angrily stormed off of the stage and into the dressing room. The DJ smirked at her and went back to his booth so that he could announce the next performer. There were a few women working the floor, trying to convince hard working men that they needed to pay them for their bodies. Treasure breathed in her atmosphere and paused at the peak. She gave her lungs a chance to understand her life, and when she felt that it fully understood; she exhaled.
     
    She exhaled frustration, pain, suffering, struggle, smoke, madness, and exhaustion. It felt good to have everything leave her body, even if for a brief moment. When she inhaled again, all of her problems came right back. She thought about Milan and Skye, and felt horrible that they had decided to depart from her, but she knew that it was better that they leave her sooner than later.
     
    “Fellas, please welcome Danielle to the stage! Make sure you tip her, because she is a badddd one!” That was the introduction that Treasure was waiting on. She removed her heels and grabbed her sneakers out of her purse. Evidently, Danielle already knew what time it was. As soon as Treasure looked back up, Danielle had run back off of the stage and into the dressing room.
     
    Treasure jumped on the stage and started running after her into the dressing room. When she got back there, she saw Danielle changing clothes at a frantic pace. “I was waiting on your performance Danielle.” Treasure said as she walked closer to her. “But then I saw you run off the damn stage… what’s with that?”
     
    Danielle tried to ignore her and just continued putting her clothes on. “Bitch do you hear me speaking to your weak ass?” Treasure spoke as she walked all the way up in the woman’s face. Danielle dropped her shoes out of nervousness and tried to reach for them, but Treasure kicked them away. “Do you hear me?!”
     
    “Yea! I hear you!” Danielle said desperately. “There was nothing I could do Treasure! I’d told you about that lick, but I had no choice but to tell them when they asked me later on! They run Columbus, I couldn’t say no to them .”
     
    Treasure looked down at Danielle and shook her head. “Who the fuck is them ? You keep saying them like I know who those negroes are. Who are they?”
     
    Danielle sighed, and her shoulders slumped down as she spoke. She had the look of a confused woman on her face as she answered. “I’ll have to introduce you to them Treasure. They were in the back of the club, so