Transmigrated Into A Billionaire

Chapter 25 First jubilation.

"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.

"Actual, I'm not really drinking this night, I'm meeting up with someone," Amy said.

"So coke zero then?," Rick asked.

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

thankful Justin Beiber broke Selena Gomez's heart because Look at her now by Selena Gomez goes

really hard.

"I spy with my half stoned eye a Selena fan," Rick said smiling at Amy as she swayed in her sit

and swung her hair back and forth.

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

come a huge pop culture," Amy said touching her chin thinking about the whole life she could have if

she was a popstar.

"Kill that fantasy now and save millions of ears from eternal bleeding honey," Rick said snapping

his fingers in front of her.

"You are mean," Amy whined.

"No, I just helped the seven billion people on this earth by saving then from severe ear bleed and

Global warming," Rick said laughing.

This was why she always loved Rick's company, even though he was the same age with her, he

was a college student studying microbiology and pathology, yet he still seemed to be able to balance

out his life, even though his student debt right now could drown him, he still manages to lighten Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

stranger's mood every night who come with their individual problems with just light convos or

compliments.

"So honey, who are you meeting up with today, A significant other?," Rick said raising his

eyebrows at her while smirking.

"Nooo, I'm just meeting a friend and SHE is girl," Amy overly emphasized on the SHE so he would

understand.

"Ok ok, I mean having a girlfriend won't be that bad girl, that's all I'm saying," Rick said raising his

hands up in surrender while laughing.

"I don't swing that way, you know this," Amy said starring at him with a bored look, he has always

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

the way, Rick could be very convincing when he was concerned.

"What time are you suppose to meet up with this friend of yours by the way?," Rick asked.

"Tired of me already?," Amy asked jokingly faking a hurt pout.

"Pouting don't go with that barbie face," Rick said laughing at how the pouting made her look like a

plushy.

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

exactly eight and a hand touched her should.

"eight?," Rachel completed her sentence, Amy who was startled for a bit then recovered And gave

Araceli a hug.

"Hey, how are you doing?," Amy asked.

"I'm good, glad all went well," Rachel said.

Rick fake coughs and stares at Amy pointedly while directing his eyes to Rachel as if saying

"introduce me bitch"

"Oh, my bad," Amy said.

"Araceli, this is my friend and I guess closest male friend, Rick walter," Amy said.

"Rick, Araceli," Amy said pointing at Araceli, they shook hands while Rick kept starring at her

weirdly.

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

eyed guy in front of her.

"Something about you seems familiar, like I have seen you on a magazine, Are you a model?,"

Rick asked.

" No," Rachel deadpanned.

Amy was about to intervene and say why Araceli looks familiar but she was stopped by the looks

that could kill and bury her twelve feet under, she took the cue and shut her mouth.

"Well maybe you beared resemblance to the model, you should model by the way, you have a

pretty face," Rick complimented.

"Thanks, that's nice of you," Rachel said.

"Do you have it in you phone?" Rachel asked Amy.

"Yeah, I transfered it," Amy said.

Amy transfered the video to Araceli, after which she found out it was 5hours long, she forget she

kept recording even while they were at sleep. The expression on Araceli's face gave her all the

satisfaction and job well done she needed. She kept laughing and rewinding the video back to the point

of Alice reaction.

"That was so epic, I can finally show evidence and have something to use as bait over Alice,

thanks so much Amy," Rachel said hugging her again.

"this calls for a celebration, drinks and meals all on me," Rachel said.

"Ricky, right?," Rachel said.

"Yes ma'am" Ricky said saluting Rachel playfully.

"Well give us your best mix," Rachel said with a smile.

The night went from just drink to full on twerking show off between a drunk Rachel and very drunk

Amy and a stoned Rick. They danced to hard to a point Araceli thought she was actually going to pass

out, it had been a really long time she had had fun like this with people her own age and it felt good,

she loved the feeling and couldn't help it.

Just when as the song roll ended, they decided to take a break with dance and drink and ordered

water for all three of them since Rick was off duty early today.

"I think i need an extra pair of lungs," Amy said barely audible to Rachel and Rick because of the

shallow never enough breathe she kept taking.

"I think I need to take a leak…" Rick was saying when work came on by Rihanna and Drake and

they all shared eye contacts, as if telephatically communicating they headed to the dance floor again to

twerk their lives off.

While they were dancing, Amy approached Araceli looking alarmed.

" Guess who's here?," Amy said slowing.

"Who?," Rachel asked.

"Alice…"