A/N: @JennahPTX wrote the first part of the chapter! Give her some loving!!!

She also wrote the third part!!!

WARNING: NSFW, vulgar language

"Wh-what?" Mitch stuttered, almost tripping on his high heels. Lindsey leaned on the pole.

"Yeah, pretty tense." She answered. A man murmured something to Lindsey. She nodded, looking back at Mitch with a smile on her face. "So you're on in 10 minutes. I'll teach you the basics."

Lindsey brought him over to the pole next to hers. She looked back at, not pointing out that he didn't make we contact with her.

"Now, I'll do something, you do it next." Mitch nodded his head. She wrapped her leg around the pole. Mitch did the same. Lindsey put her hand on the pole and gripped tight.

"This is all?" Mitch asked, putting his hand on the pole. Lindsey smiled, nodding her head quickly.

"This is the basic move. Get's the males going." Lindsey said, raising her eyebrows then laughing. "Now keep your leg there, and grip tight. Now, lean back."

You can't do this. You're not flexible.

Lindsey leaned back, putting her fist in the air. Mitch did the same, stumbling a bit as he began to loose his footing.

"Stand on your tip-toes, honey." Lindsey laughed as Mitch fell on the ground. He heard other strippers make fun of him. "Guys, no."

"Kitty can't do the basic moves."

"Boss is gonna be so mad."

"Come on, stop making fun of the kid." A girl with a stilettos and a sparkly see through suit that went to her waist on told them. "Boss is gonna be mad at you. Lindsey what up?"

"Teaching Pussy Cat, don't even, the basics." She started to laugh anyway, making Mitch cry. "Pussy Cat, what's wrong, baby?"

"Here, let me teach the newbie something. I'm sorry, Kitty. I was new once too."

"I forgive you." Mitch answered, standing up and gripping the pole, doing the move once more. He perfected it, smiling the first genuine smile he had the entire day. "I-I did it! I did it, Lindsey!"

"Good for you, honey," the girl exclaimed, bringing Mitch's eyes to her again.

"Oh, right!" Lindsey shook her fists and head. She wrapped an arm around the girl, smiling hugely. "This is Jennah, AKA Bubble Pop."

"Hello, Jennah nice to meet you. I'm Mitch.," the Special replied shyly, smiling when they shook hands.

"So, what did you want to teach me?" Jennah laughed, loving the adorable shyness the sweet Special had. "Ask me anything you want."

"Okay...um...any hard moves? I don't want the boss to get mad at me."

Jennah nodded, walking over to the pole. Mitch followed, standing in front of his pole with Lindsey by his side.

"Here we go. Just so you know, this is a complicated move. So, step by step Mitchie." He almost cried at the name. "This is the Music Box." She wrapped a leg around the pole, Lindsey helped him put it correctly in the position. "Scooch yourself up the pole a little bit." She hopped of the pole and helped him, going went back to her's after she was done with Mitch. She shimmied up the pole on one leg. "Keep your heel in place, it keeps you steady." She started to bring her leg up to her head. "Now bring your leg up to your head and grip it with your hands. Yep, that's it!" Mitch leaned his head back like Jennah. He thought he was doing so good. "Nice job!" She jumped off the pole and Mitch followed, falling on his bum. "Yeah, you need to get used to it."

"Okay." Mitch said, getting up. "You're really pretty by the way." Jennah laughed, her cheeks turning red. She shook her head, looking at Mitch sadly.

"Honey, you can't lie in this place."

Mitch looked hurt, bringing his head down to look at the ground ashamedly.

I didn't lie. Why does she think she's ugly?

Because she is! Look at her, she looks like you!

"When am I on?" Mitch asked Lindsey as Jennah walked away. "Is it coming closer?"

"We have time for one more move." She sighed, looking at Mitch sadly. He nodded, wiping his teary eyes once more.

"Oi, Willam! When am I on!?" Mitch heard Jennah yell. He jumped slightly, wondering who Willam is.

"5 minutes, Bubbles!"

"Who was that?" Mitch asked turning to Lindsey. He was interested, his head tilted slightly.

"Willam Belli? Oh, this place does drag too. At the other side. See that wall?" Mitch turned his head to the wall. "There's a door, that leads to the drag race area. Their boss is someone named RuPaul." Mitch nodded his head. "We can learn one more move, then watch Jennah. Kay?"

"Okay." Mitch watched carefully as she put her leg next to the pole, copying the move himself.

"Be careful, I don't want you to get hurt." Mitch got a surprised look on his face. "It's okay." She suddenly flipped over and was doing a handstand, except that she was above ground. Mitch tried it. A guy saw it and ran over and caught him before he fell.

"Careful there, Kitty." He said, sitting Mitch back up. "Lindsey, I don't think he can do it."

"He can, he'll learn." Mitch's eyes lit up, smiling brightly. "Besides, Matt shouldn't you be getting ready to do that duo with your girlfriend?"

"Ew, Jennah? We're friends and Pussy Cat almost got head damage!"

"Fine, leave from my sight." Lindsey told him, shaking her head.

"That was rude! No one deserves to be told to leave." The Special told her. "It's not very nice."

"Hey, Kitty, you're going on with us." Matt said, leaving. Lindsey put both hands behind her and gripped the pole, Mitch following behind her. She put her butt on the pole, lightly.

"Do this, babe." She said leaning down. Mitch did it and felt really uncomfortable. He blushed intensely, getting ready to run to the bathroom when his nightmare began.

"PUSSY CAT, BUBBLE POP, AND LOLLY POPPY ON STAGE! NOW!" A man screamed in their direction. Jennah and Matt waved him over. They ran out on stage. Jennah grabbed his hand.

"Let's see how you do and-"

"Good luck." Matt whispered. They ran out on stage.

Here I go.

Don't fail.

~~~

Scott walked back and forth, wanting nothing more than to hold Mitch close to him. It was almost midnight and he was scared. Where could his husband be?

"Scott? May I talk to you?"

He turned around, making eye contact with Kirstin. She looked very sad, a distant look in her eyes as she went to sit down. Scott nodded, sitting down next to her so they could talk.

"What do you need to talk about?"

Kirstin sighed, putting some hair behind her ear as she looked at Scott. She felt gets welling up in her eyes, wiping at them quickly as she looked at lap instead.

"Are we still friends?"

Scott frowned, wondering why Kirstin would ask such a thing. He put a hand on her cheek, looking at her solemnly as he wiped away the tears.

"Of course we are! Why wouldn't we be?"

"It's...it's because of Christina."

Scott frowned once more, wiping away Kirstin's tears once more. She held his hand, shaking slightly as she began to sob.

"She ruined everything. She ruined the relationship I had with our mom, our childhood friend Jeremy, our dad, our other friends....Avi. She's ruined all these for me because she was selfish! Why did she even do this?!"

Scott was about to answer, but nothing came out. He kissed Kirstin's forehead sweetly, bringing her in close as he rocked her a bit. She sighed contently, looking up at Scott innocently. It's not everyday that the Beta had a look like this, but when she did, she just needed someone to hold her.

"How's Jeremy doing? I miss him."

No, no, no!

Scott teared up a bit, taking a deep breath as he looked at Kirstin seriously. She raised an eyebrow, not understanding what was going on.

"Scott? What happened to Jeremy?"

"Kirst...Jeremy is..."

"EW, SCRISTIN! YOU TWO ARE GAY FOR A REASON!"

( P.S: No offense to any Scirstie shippers.xD)

"Avi, shut up," Tori scolded, shaking her head. Avi put his hands up in defense, really not sorry. "Anyway, we got one update."

"Really?!"

"What is it?!"

Tori sighed, looking at Avi with a sad look on her face. Avi nodded, looking at Scott and Kirstin sadly. The two Pack members began to worry, looking at each other as they thought about why happened to Kevin.

"Well, Kevin moved his fingers," Avi began, looking at Tori sadly. Scott and Kirstin took sighs of relief, wondering what else happened. "That was it. The doctors don't know when he will make another movement. I'm sorry."

Scott nodded, looking down at Kirstin. She still had a look of questioning on her face, wanting to know what happens to Jeremy. When Scott didn't answer, she looked over at Tori and Avi, hoping for an answer.

"What happened to Jer-"

"He died."

"Avi, don't say it like that!"

"She wanted to know!"

"Just don't say it like that!"

Avi and Tori began to argue, not seeing how affected Kirstin was. The young Beta looked at Scott, her hands shaking as test began to well up in her eyes again.

"He...he's dead? How?!"

Scott pushed her hair back, not answering quite yet. Kirstin nodded, sobbing quietly as Scott kissed her forehead once more.

"How, Scott?"

"Suicide."

Kirstin began to cry hysterically, hugging Scott tightly as she cried louder. Scott hugged her, shushing her lightly a Tori's phone notified her. She unlocked it, widening her eyes as she screamed a bit.

More like a lot.

"Tori, what's wro-"

"KEVIN IS AWAKE!"

~~~

Jennah and Matt began to do elaborate moves on the two poles. Mitch just stood there, not knowing what to do. H could feel people staring at him, making him more uncomfortable.

What am I supposed to do!? I barley know anything!

Dance like the pathetic Special you are! At least try not to be horrible.

Mitch ran out then hesitated, looking at his empty pole. He took a deep breath, pulling his shorts up a bit so he could get more money for the boss.

"Let's do this."

Put your hands up!

The music began to play, causing Mitch to run onto his pole, almost breaking his ankle in the process.

Thanks to the heels.

He jumped on it and went into The Music Box. The people started to cheer, bringing a big smile to his face. A man walked up to him, reeking of smoke and alcohol, shoved money down Mitch's pants. The Special blushed heavily but continued to dance even when people shoved money down his pants and shirt.

He went into the first position Lindsey taught him, the woman doing the same thing the man did. Mitch fell on the ground and did a backbend then grabbed the pole and lifted himself up, keeping his feet on the ground. Mitch looked to his right and saw Matt grab Jennah and lift her up onto the pole. He tried to do the same thing and fell, causing the music to stop.

Silence.

Then laughter.

Then the rude remarks.

"Look, Pussy Cat can't do the spiral!" Someone yelled from the audience. Mitch looked around, only seeing people either laughing or glaring at him with disgust.

"You suck! Get offa the stage!"

"Where's the good pole dancers! Oh yeah, their next to the cat!" Mitch was on the verge of tears, wanting to leave right now.

"This cat don't deserve pussy or the other thing!" Mitch started to silent cry, his lip quivering as Matt and Jennah looked at him.

"Get this bitch off stage! MANAGER!"

"What the heck! Babe, I thought this would be a good show!"

"I know, we'll come again." The music played once more, bringing people to the dance floor. Mitch was still crying, running off stage as Lindsey ran on.

"PUSSY CAT, WHERE'S MY MONEY!" Boss yelled, Mitch dried his eyes quickly and reached into his crop top and pulled out 3,000 dollars. "Where's the rest!?" He screamed, pushing Mitch' roughly against the wall. Tears rolled down the Special's face as he timidly reached into his shorts, pulling out $2,00o. The boss looked astonished, nodding his head in approval. "5,000 bucks of moola. I'm proud of you, Kitty."

After the boss left, Jennah and Matt came off stage right after. Jennah put a hand on Mitch's back, wiping away the tears as looked at him sadly.

"Mitch! That was amazing!" Jennah told him, putting another hand on his cheeks. Mitch shook his head, sobbing quietly as Matt looked at him.

Unlike you. You got lucky, Grassi-Hoying, you got lucky.

"You guys did so much better." He answered, wiping his eyes. Matt and Jennah looked at each other sadly, shaking their heads as they looked back at Mitch.

"Not true!" Matt fired back. Mitch looked at him, still tearing up. "Baby, I know this is hard and I'm sorry that you're crying and that they called you mean names. But, I thought you would nail that! You were so close. You'll get better."

Jennah nodded her head in agreement, kissing Mitch's temple sweetly.

"You were the best out there, Pussy Cat."

"Thanks, I guess."

You guess?! You suck! Sorry for the truth.

Don't be sorry, I know I suck.

A/N: Thank you so much, Jennah! She and Jordyn are going to write the club chapters for me since I do not feel comfortable writing them. Thanks, girls! Anyways, I hope that you all enjoyed the chapter and remember that I love you all.:)

-Maddie🐶💕🎤