[center] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/42/5a/c6/425ac6bf39d49411d51dd8ce716334b1.gif[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190725/555b6942e26744d60626fee22a1c1799.png[/img] [hr] Collab with [@TootsiePop] Featuring Jasmine & Hyde [hr] It was exhilarating. The feel of a steel horse between his legs and the soft touch of the absolute babe around his waist and pressed against his back. She smelled like angels ought to smell, like the flower whose name she bore; Jasmine. Their rocket came to a screeching halt outside of the Bellerose Boutique that was the first part of their dare. Hyde had only a partial idea was to what this challenge would entail; all he knew was that they had to get into the Chapter Six club and that they had to look the part, hence their stop off at their current location. Cameron Hyde and Jasmine Fulton were not made for the Chapter Six, one only had to look at the pair to distinguish that fact. Under their normal guise, the two would stick out like two sore thumbs, a biker girl with coloured hair and a dogtown thug with fresh battle scars; yeah they’d get into an exclusive nightclub no problem :/ Chapter Six was a den of iniquity, a filthy place for the very clean rich and famous to throw a little caution out of the window. Beverly Hills best kept dirty secret. If it wasn’t so pompous and pristine, it would be the kind of place a degenerate like Hyde would thrive. Climbing off of the bike, Cam glances up at the store. It was getting close to closing time, so whatever they were about to do, they had to do it fast. [color=olive]”How are we playing this girl?”[/color]’ [color=a62241]“Girl.”[/color] Hopping off the bike, she snatched her motorcycle key from out of his hand, [color=a62241]“I have a name, use it.”[/color] Turning around, looking at the lavish store she has [i]never[/i] stepped foot in, she quickly thought of a plan and looked at him from the side. She smiled, [color=a62241]“You’re clever. I’m sure you can think of something for [i]yourself[/i].”[/color] No longer wasting anytime, she took her leather jacket off and the flannel tied around her waist and placed it on her bike, taking some of her [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/e4/19/e7/e419e73a686412b5534489b7eff5e53a.jpg]‘edge’[/url] off. Without waiting for Hyde, all men and women for themselves, she went into the boutique and disappeared. They might be a team now, but there could only be one winner in the end. Using her womanly charm, she immediately found herself tailing a remaining group of girls, as if she were a part of it. Before she knew it, they were upstairs near the dressing room. At this point, she was far from Hyde and setting her plan in motion. [color=olive]”Well that wasn’t hot at all”[/color] Hyde rolled his eyes as she ran off to do her part. He didn’t mind, in fact it was quite the turn on being put in his place a little bit. He watched intently with his baby blues as Jasmine conned her way into the boutique in a way he certainly couldn’t. McCarthy would be proud. As she disappeared behind the glass door more expensive than his house. Cam quickly shifted gears and began to scan the area for a way for himself to get in. There was no way in hell they were going to let him with his freshly busted up face to waltz in through the front door. Not a chance in hell. A whisp of smoke from the side alleyway alerted the demon to a possible side entrance, peering around the corner, Hyde noticed a service door with a rather ugly looking fucker smoking a cheeky joint in its frame. A dark smile crossed his angelic face as he turned on his camera and took a step into the alley. [color=olive]”Hey boss, do you know where this place is? This ain’t my side of town”[/color] as the gent looked at him with disgust, Hyde cracked him with a headbutt, followed by a selfie with his unconscious victim. A reminder to the watchers about just who the fuck this particular player was. Exiting the bathroom with a shopping bag that wasn’t her’s, technically the rules said that they had to visit here and dress for the occasion, it didn’t specify where she should get her clothes, since this outfit was not Bellerose brand, she slipped into the dressing room and swiftly, nervously, changed her outfit. Her camera having been recording since she followed these girls with a lot of shopping bags into the bathroom. [color=a62241]“I guess this makes my first offense. Taking purchased outfits from spoiled rich girls. Shit… this girl is small.”[/color] After struggling for a bit, she grabbed the phone off the chair and looked at her new [url=https://i1.wp.com/celebrityinside.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/Vanessa-Morgan-Height-Weight-Bra-Size.jpg?resize=400%2C531]outfit[/url], her boobs breathing for air. Wow. Okay. This look surprised her… if only she had red lipstick. Freezing into place, she heard two girls rushing out of the bathroom. Her heart stopped. Holding her breath, she listened to them freak out. Did they notice they were missing a bag? Opening her door slightly, she peaked to see them, and even went out of her way to point the camera toward them. “You’re NOW just telling me? We need to get there promptu! I can’t believe you would forget to tell me that girls get in for FREE!” With a sigh of relief, Jasmine watched the girls prance off to get ready for their own nightly adventure. Well, since she was here. She might as well buy lipstick to go with her outfit. She doubted she could afford the shoes. Keeping her things in the shopping bag, like her ripped jeans, Jasmine cooly exited the room and pretended she was there all along with this outfit. Perhaps, she could live without lipstick and expensive shoes… closing time was approaching and her insides were doing summersaults. She [i]really[/i] didn’t want to steal from here but… her boots were not going to cut it. She received a message from the app with a picture of red shoes and lipstick on her bike. There was a comment: [b]Thanks for showing all that skin, baby ;). Here’s a gift.[/b] So this is how you win followers. You do dumb shit or you make your viewer horny. Got it. Well, that was easy. Now she’d just have to hope Cameron’s adventure was going successful... Creeping into the store room, Cameron checked for cameras which surprisingly there were none, at least that he could see. Feeling like he was in Mission Impossible, the dogtown reject crept around boxes and tables doing his best Tom Cruise impression to avoid being seen. If it was any other day, Hyde would’ve just charged in swinging but this was Dare night and that wasn’t how you won this game. It was all about finesse tonight. All the Dare said was ‘dress for the occasion’ so Cameron made sure to eye up every box he passed for something that he could work with. It wasn’t until he turned another corner that he stumbled upon some fine pressed suits which were obviously worth a ridiculous some of money. He grabbed one from the rack and dove behind a shelf to change. Emerging from his hiding space in a three piece black suit with a popping red tie, the boy worth nothing looked like a man worth a million. He followed the same route back out of the boutique but before he went back to the bike he went to the closing florist across the street and pocketed a bouquet of flowers. Once he had returned to the bike, he stood looking almost princely, awaiting his partners return. Calm and collected, even though inside she wasn’t, she sauntered outside, having slipped her boots off and throwing them into the bag when the cashier wasn’t looking and even going out of her way of purchasing small butterfly [url=https://a.1stdibscdn.com/archivesE/upload/1121189/j_12947031462433736371/1294703_l.jpg]earrings[/url], which was most of her earnings for the past… few… months but she couldn’t resist them! She’ll just ask her dad for her allowance in advance. Yeah. It’ll be okay. This was totally worth it. Rarely does she ever treat herself and she felt nice. Beautiful. Even poor girls don’t always have the strongest willpower. When she saw him standing there, looking oddly dashing for himself, holding flowers, she couldn’t help but crack a smile. How unlike him. Teasingly, she approached him and asked, looking at him weirdly, [color=a62241]“Do I know you?”[/color] Shaking her head, not falling for his charm, she put her bag with her belongings in her carrier bag, and then quickly put on the heels that were hanging from the right handle. As he watched her, she hastened her speed, slipped the heels on, then looked into her bike’s mirror, bending over, and applying the red lipstick. Once she was finished, she smacked her lips and slipped the expensive makeup into her carrier. Now, she could give him her full attention: [color=a62241]“You look good.”[/color] [color=olive]“I know but not as good as you, I mean damn”[/color] This was one of the few moments that he felt like the teenage boy he was rather than the beast he tried to be. Giving her the once over and handed her the flowers [color=olive]”Don’t say I never gave you anything”[/color] His eyes darted to his phone when it chimed, they had to get moving, they had spent too long at the boutique and they had a game to win. [color=olive]“We better get going beautiful.”[/color] The way he was treating her caused her to raise an eyebrow. There was no time to question him or even ask why he was playing this game with her. Honestly, how did they get this far without one of them hurting the other? Brushing off these thoughts, she peered down to the [url=https://www.parfumflowercompany.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/red001.jpg]flowers[/url]. A wedding bouquet…this was far too big of a gesture for a first date. [color=a62241]“...Alright.”[/color] She responded, almost hesitatingly. After speeding through the neon streets of LA with his North Star in tow, Hyde parked the bike a few blocks away from the Chapter Six. It was Jasmine’s after all so he didn’t want it getting stolen. Although they were in a fancy area, stranger things had happened. Now came the hard part, getting in. The Chapter Six was seriously high end and one of the best kept secrets in Hollywood. It was a club that couldn’t be found except by those that already knows where it is. A-Listers would make a point of losing any and all paparazzi before entering the premise in fear of respite in the tabloids. It was that kinda place. Sinking deep into his broken mind palace, Hyde sifted through every hustle he had learned from McCarthy to try and figure out a way inside. [color=olive]“I’ve got an idea, follow my lead.”[/color] [color=olive]“Get on your phone, go full Candy. Trust me.”[/color] Approaching the doorman, a big sabretooth looking fucker, Hyde with his sinister blues stared him down intently. Oh interesting, which Candy should she display? The Candy Queen? The GBF? The Fashionista? So many possibilities. Although she was confused with her relationship with this boy, she was okay on playing actress for the night. [color=a62241]“Why do I even bother.”[/color] She said matter-of-factly. While searching something on her phone, she took a moment to glare at the bouncer like she was ‘above’ him and even went out of her way to snap her gum that she had she slipped in her mouth while they walked over. [color=olive]“Bud I know what you’re thinking but you need to stop right now. Do you even fucking know who this is? This is Jasmine Snow, her poster is probably on your prepubescent boys bedroom wall. Star of Biker Babes in BH, the new storm in X-Men? Are you really that out of touch? Get your manager on the phone right now. Let me speak to Havana. Sorry about this darling”[/color] Hyde placed his hand on the small of her back and switches his demeanour entirely to match that of a concerned boyfriend. [color=olive]“Get fucking Havana down here right now, Jas babe call him yourself. He’s being useless.”[/color] Fast talking was not his forte it was Lee’s but Cam had picked up a few tricks of the trade.The key was catching them before they could react. [color=a62241]“Or maybe I should just get him fired?”[/color] Snapping her gum for extra effect, she brought her phone to her ear and laughed out loud, [color=a62241]“Can you believe this? For the first time [i]ever[/i] I’m being [i]questioned[/i] to come in? That’s absolutely appalling. You know, I probably could get this place shut down, since I have friends in [i]high[/i] places. Of course, I’m [i]better[/i] than that. I won’t get Green involved. Oh! He’s answering—”[/color] The bouncer’s head was spinning and instead of question them any further, they were talking so fast he couldn’t keep up, he just let the couple in. From the boy dropping the name ‘Havana’ to the girl dropping the word ‘Green’, these people weren’t someone he should refuse, it seemed. They also wore clothes that cost a fortune, so there was no way they could be conning him. Sure, the ‘actress’ could’ve just meant money, but she could’ve also meant having a strong connection with a filthy rich family that held influence in many industries and that [i]have[/i] been the ruin of businesses. The ‘lover’ or ‘assistant’ or ‘bodyguard’, whatever the fuck he was, that lacked class but talked tough, either had a lucky guess name dropping the owner of the place, or they were close relations to him. Refusing them was not worth the risk, so… he’d let them in. With a seductive smile, Jasmine cooed into the phone, [color=a62241]“Oh, I’m sorry. I accidentally dialed your number, my apologies.”[/color] The guy gestured for them to go in and as they walked past him, she made up random chatter before saying her goodbyes and hanging up, sighing in relief when they got past him. Once they were inside, they had truly crossed over to the dark side of Hollywood. The club was bathed in red light, gothic cages hung from the ceiling with men and women writhing around inside of them, as if to lock away their pure sensuality. Celebs were dotted around, carefree and unrepentant in their own brands of debauchery. After taking the obligatory selfie to prove they were inside, Hyde checked Fate and there were no further dares at that time, so they had time to kill. As [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=lNXYc-JThH8]a song[/url] began to play, Hyde’s dangerous eyes wandered and became entranced on his date. [color=olive]“Wanna dance?”[/color][/center]