Next morning I wake up and everything I can think of is that I will never touch alcohol again. Or at least in a couple of months. The only thought of Vodka makes me sick and I thought I did not drink that much. I try to get out of bed, slowly, as I do not want to make the biggest mess in my room ever. I go to the bathroom and fix myself up a little. I brush my teeth, I wash my face and I put some cream on for my face. Oh seriously, this skin condition is just so horrible, I cannot wait until I am a Dermathologist and help people like me.
I make my way to the living room and I am surprised when I see my dad on the sofa.
"Hey dad, what are you doing at home? -I asked.
"Hey honey, I was not feeling very well so I phoned the office to see if they could spare me today" -He replied.
"Oh, are you ok? What is it? A fever?" -I asked worried.
"It is nothing, I think it is a cold, that is all" -he answered with a smile.
That smile. My dad has the biggest and nicest smile ever. I have been told I have his smile but my face does not light up when I smile like his does. Although I did not believe him when he said it is just a cold. My dad has never missed a day from work so this must be serious.
"There is coffee in the kitchen and some scrambled eggs for you" -he said.
"Thanks dad" -I replied.
I put some coffee on my favourite mugg, one sugar and a lot of lactose free milk. I like my coffee quite milky. I can smell the scrambled eggs and I usually love them but no today. Today I pass thanks! I make myself a baguel with some butter instead.
"Listen Savannah, I am really really sorry for the university quote for next month. I am trying to do as much as I can" -He said.
Oh, the university quote! I forgot about that, how are we going to pay for it? I really do not want to just stop studying medicine.
"I know dad, it is not your fault" -I replied.
"I am trying hard, but I do not know what we can do" -He said.
That is the exact moment when Georgina and Sabrina cross my mind. The conversation we had yesterday, the job. I need to do that job. I looked at the mirror yesterday and told myself I was able to do it, in fact I am going to do it. I am not going to drop out, I will find the money.
"Dad, don't you worry about that now ok? I am sure I can talk to someone and apply for some scholarships or bursaries. We will get through it like we always do" -I said.
The thing is that I do not qualify for any scholarship. My mum is still married to my dad so legally, I have enough resources and money in the bank to pay for it, but the reality is not that. The truth is that there was not a single scholarship I could apply for. My grades are good, but no that much and I try hard to be the best, but this is as much as I can give.
"I am just really sorry, I know how much you lik... " -He tried to say while coughing.
"Dad is ok. Just relax now ok? I will take care of it" -I said.
Yes, by being an Escort I will take care of it. I finish my breakfats on silence and I take my coffee with me to my room. I try to phone Georgina, but there is no answer. I try Sabrina's phone but it is dead. I bet you they are still sleeping. Or dying on the sofa, who knows? The good thing is that they live together so if I can get in touch with one of them, I will get the other as well. I just really need to talk to the.
30 minutes passed by and there was still no anser. Great. So I take my laptop and I start searching information on how to become an Escort. I try to find some agencies in London and I click in one. I am looking at the profile pictures and they are terrible! Why are they showing so much their body? And their faces? I thought they could not see you until you meet in person. Everybody can see you, anybody can recognise you in the street. That is not safe at all. I read a name "Pameliya Xarnah". Is that even a real name? She is 21 and her boobs are massive! Are they even real? She is so so pretty, blond and long hair with very dark brown eyes. I look at the hourly rate and I think I am dying. My mouth drops open. £800 an hour? One single hour with one single client costs £800? What is that? Oh hey, she does discounts, from the second hour onwards, she charges £700, what a bargain! When I look at the rate for spending one night I quickly shut my laptop.
"What the hell is that?" - I shouted.
I open the laptop again and saw the amount. With that amount I could buy like two new Macs. £3,000 for one night? It is a single night. Who on earth pays that? My head hurts. This is just unreal.
I close the laptop and lie on my bed thinking how much my life has changed in the past 3 months. 3 months is all that takes to turn your life upside down. I was Savannah Montgomery, a third year student of medicine and now? Who am I? Some girl that sells her body for money so she can study and have a good job in three years time? I have nothing against the girls that dedicate their lives to that, but it is just not who I am.
My phone lights up. It is Sabrina.
"Last night was wild! xoxo! -She texted.
"It was good yes. Did you just wake up?" -I replied.
"Yeah. Georgina is still sleeping, she spent about an hour vomiting all over the toilet" -Sabrina texted.
"No wonder, she drank like a man. By the way, can we meet? I have made up my mind" -I asked.
"Sure, Wanna come over here?" -Texted Sabrina.
"I will be an hour" -I texted.
"Ok, see you" -She replied.
I put my phone on charge and finish my coffee. I jump in the shower and I let the water run all over me. I want to cry. This is hard and frustrating. I do not want to do this. I have only slept with three men in my life and I was still in love with one of them, how am I even ready to sleep with strangers? What if they turn out to be serial killers and they find my lifeless nacked body in some hotel room? What will I say to my dad then? I am only 23, I should not be dealing with these sort of things. This is just not what I expected from life.
I get out of the shower and I put on some black skinny jeans with a strippy black and white shirt. I towell dry my brunette hair. It is quite wavy, like really wavy but I like it anyway. I put on some make up and grab my leather jacket. My black boots on and I am ready to meet the girls, but first I need to make my bed. I am not used to leaving my bed unmade so it needs to be done. Before leaving the house, I go to the living room to check on my dad and I see he is sleeping. Poor man, he is a angel.
"Jim you are an angel" -I murmured very low.
I take my keys and leave the house.
When I arrive at Georgina and Sabrina's flat, Sabrina opens the door and I can see Georgina on the couch with a horrible aspect.
"Wow, you look sooo horrible gal" -I said laughing.
"Oh shut up, your voice annoys me" -Replied Georgina while covering her eyes.
"She is never going to drink again" -Said Sabrina laughing.
"Oh yeah, we know that story" -I answered.
"Would you get over it? Thanks" -said Georgina.
She is pissed I can sense. That was her own fault for doing tequila shots and vodka shots. Who does that anyway?
"Do you want some breakfast Savannah? -asked Sabrina.
"Breakfast? It is almost lunch time, it is 12:30 at noon" -I laughed.
"Your loss" -she said.
"Sabrina said you have made up your mind" - said Georgina.
I put my handbag on the sofa and I sit.
"Well... you know my dad is ill?" -I asked.
"Jim is sick?" -Sabrina asked surprised.
"This morning he did not go to work because he was not feeling very well. He said it was nothing but he has never taken a day off for feeling sick, so I am actually worried" -I aswered.
"Mmmm that is not good. I hope he feels better soon" -said Georgina.
"Same" -said Sabrina.
"Did he say anything else about university?" -asked Georgina.
"Yes. He tried to apologise this morning again and I tried telling him that is not his fault. I told him I will take care of it, that maybe I can apply for a scolarship" -I said.
"Are you eligible for a scolarship?" -Sabrina asked.
"Nop" -I said.
"So why did you lie?" -Sabrina asked.
"What did you want me to say? Do you want me to tell my dad Hey dad no worries! I am becoming an Escort, my friends are going to teach me so chill and I will pay for anything. Oh by the way, an Escort is someone who might sleep with strangers in return of money!" -I said.
"Yeah... well... maybe no that" -said Georgina.
"So is it true then? Are you becoming one of us?" -asked Sabrina.
I think about it. This is important, this is not a silly thing like stealing a candy or something from a shop which I have never done!
"Yes, it is a thing. From now on I will be Savannah the Escort" -I said upset.
Both of them laugh so hard that it makes me laugh too. Savannah the Escort, that sounds pathetic.
"Well in that case, let me show you this" -said Georgina while standing up from the sofa.
"Oh! oh! are you going to show her the Escort wardrobe? I want to go to see her face!! -said Sabrina very excited.
"The Escort wardrobe?" -I asked confused.
"Wait and see!" -said Sabrina full of energy.
We walk down the hallway and we stop next to Sabrina and Georgina's rooms. There is a huge wardrobe overthere that I have never ever noticed until today. The Escort wardrobe? What does she even mean?
"So Savannah, from now on, this is what you will be getting. Every night, with every client, so I really hope you have space in your room for this because the amount of presents that they will give you is freaking crazy!" -said Georgina.
"Are you ready?" -asked Sabrina.
"Mmm ... I guess so" -I replied.
Georgina opens the wardrobe and walks in.
"Oh ... my ... God" -I could barely say.
Oh my God. This wardrobe is as big as my bathroom. So many dresses but not normal dresses. I mean elegant dresses, long and short, sparkly, black, with feathers. Heels, like at least 30 different pairs. Handbags. Who owns so many handbags? What is all this?
"Do they give you all of this?" -I asked so surprise.
"Savannah, the world of Escorts is very different from what you are used to. This would be your day to day life now. You will not be Savannah Montgomery anymore. This is an important decision" -said Georgina.
"This is the choice of your life Savannah" -said Sabrina.
I keep looking around that massive wardrobe full of very expensive dresses and heels and handbags and anything you can think of. I have never seen Georgina dressing like this before.
"This ... this... this is the choice of my life" -I said astonished.