Transmigrated Into A Billionaire

　　"I'm still fucking mad at you," Alice said stumping out of the room not ready to hear any shit Xander wanted to say. Even though she knew Xander was still tripping for her and she still had him wrapped in her fingers, she knew this act was not just a juvenile act, someone smart pulled this on both of them and she was not gonna stop till she found out who.

　　While in the kitchen, Amy had gone to return the cart and took of cloths and returned to her normal clothes, she called Araceli.

　　"How did it go?" Rachel asked her.

　　"Perfect!!!, Alice expression was to die for," Amy said proud of herself.

　　"Lets meet at the blue club 8pm," Rachel said.

　　"Okay," Amy replied ending the call.

　　"Hey where the hell do you think you are going Darla?," a random chef asked her.

　　"I quit fucker," Amy said giving him the middle finger, she put the digital camera containing the evidence and left the hotel.

　　Normally, she would go home to some stale ramen and half arsed soap opera which was the only channel her landlord had installed for the whole building. Unlike every other adult her age, she didn't own a computer or heater, she was feeding moutj to mouth living on earnings she got from her club hassle, and getting a day job was as stressful or even more stressful than actually acquiring one, not that she hasn't given it much thought but it was not gonna fit her schedule, eight dollars a day won't cut it for the kind of survival she needed.

　　Amy pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her purse which just contained lips stick,pepper spray and perfume she got off the shelf of the hotel, the cigarette pack had just two remainIng in it, after a whole minute of repeated sighing and clicking her tongue, she decided to fuck it and lighted the cigarette, Air that was slowly killing her she inhaled with need. Smoking wasn't one of her favorite thing to do but it helped her get certain things in check like her spiraling mind and ever so present flamboyant smile and style people liked a bout her.

　　Reaching Blue club seemed to take forever but affect finally covering the distance, she got into the club using back door because apparently now Big joe in front wasn't into some sloppy hand job, so she followed thd back door and when into the ever increase lost but found truck and picked out a random blue navy.

　　"What's with people and leaving their hoodies during make outs," Amy thought while discarding the hotel uniforms.

　　She headed to the bar and saw Ricky, the bartender and mixer who she has known and was kinda friends with for the past 8months that she has been coming here.

　　"Hey Rickiest of all Ricks," Amy said giving him a handshake they made up two months ago.

　　"Hey Amy beerhouse," Rick said chuckling. Amy remembered when he gave her the monica, she was wasted and doing a karaoke and she sang a very terrible Amy whinehouse song while drinking beer,hence the name Amy beerhouse, Rick most think he was so clever.

　　"So...getting wasted before nine strucks, bad day?," Rick asked already mixing up Amy's usual.

this night,

　"So coke zero then?,"

　　"Yeah," Amy said swaying her hip the song that was booming in the club. Sometimes she

my half stoned eye a Selena fan," Rick said smiling at

　　"Oh no, just a really good song. You know, maybe I should get my heart broken, may be I would be come a huge

eternal bleeding honey,"

are mean,"

billion people on this earth by saving then

seemed to be able to balance out his life, even though his student debt right now could drown him, he still manages to lighten stranger's mood every night who

with today, A

friend and SHE is girl," Amy overly emphasized on the

girlfriend won't be that bad girl, that's all I'm saying," Rick said raising

trying to make her like girls so she could go with him to pride events which she still went

　"What time are you suppose to meet up with this friend of yours by the

already?," Amy asked jokingly

said laughing at how the pouting made her look

　"Whatever bro, she said she would be here by…" Amy said checking her watch to see it was exactly eight and

sentence, Amy who was startled for a

are you doing?,"

all went well,"

　Rick fake coughs and stares at Amy pointedly while directing his eyes to

my

my friend and I guess closest male friend, Rick walter," Amy

pointing at Araceli,

　"Why is he starring at me like that?," Rachel asked looking weirdly at the brown

　　"Something about you seems familiar, like I have seen you on a

No,"

was about to intervene and say why Araceli looks familiar but she was stopped by the looks that could kill and bury her