My girl is crazy

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#Lisa's POV

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(Music playing)

"....Oh yeah!

.......Shut up and dance with me...."

Don't mind my blabbering, I don't really know the song well but I like dancing to it.

Dancing is in my blood, I can dance for Europe.

Am Monalisa Freed anyway, and the best description of myself is 'the no nonsense girl'. Trust me, you don't want to mess with me. Am a Burnett, average height, very beautiful and American.

My phone rang and I checked the ID and its none other than my childhood friend Heather.

"Sup bitch"

"Hey idiot, where the hell are you?!" She yelled from the other side.

"Am in the restroom"

"You're dancing there again you crazy girl, get your ass up here right now. The bosses are asking for coffee and am really busy here"

"Am on my way" I said and hung up.

You're wondering what my job is, well am the coffee girl and general messenger in this music company STARZ MUSIC COMPANY, owned by some Koreans.

Mind you, am not a fan of Asians especially Koreans. I just don't like them, no hard feelings.

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Am seated at my desk arranging some files for the bosses, after this am gonna go home and have my beauty nap so I can go for my evening job. You will find out later.

"Hey Crazy"

"Heather" I called happy, "am so glad you're here"

"Don't be cos am leaving now, we will see at home so..."

"C'mon baby... You know I love you so much right. Help me out this once and I won't ask you again I promise" I begged making a baby face. Yeah I know am a liar, i will always need her help.

She sighed " Alright, but just today"

"Yay! Thanks a lot sweetie"

"Not bitch anymore, whatever"

I always call her sweet names whenever I need her help. Just help me out so I can leave this damn office.

If only I had the chance to go to college, maybe I would get a big job, a car and the good life by now or had connection to help my dancing career.

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(Later in the evening at CARLEY'S CLUB)

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I am here for my second job as always.

I am dressed in a short armless dress, my hair styled in wavy curls. I would soon be called.

I dance in this club every night, I am like a star here. The crowd love me but I always keep my identity hidden to avoid any form if scandals or problems.

I have this cat mask that covers my eyes, its old but still very beautiful. It was given to my mother who is a Puerto Rican by her mother who is also my grandmother.

I guess I inherited my talent from them.

The stage lights are off, I guess it's time for me to dance. The crowd are already cheering for me, here I come.

The curtains opened and a pop music was playing and I started dancing. The boys are going crazy as I move from left to right, trust me I have a great body physique.

I move to a guy in the crowd and draw him up, he seems to be good dancer too.

We danced and danced till the music ended. I bowed and left.

I quickly changed, straightened my hair and rush home to the two bedroom apartment Heather and I shared.

I met her watching a movie on the couch, she turned on hearing me come in.

"Hey, how'd it go?" She asked.