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I nod yet again, eyeing up the sample pole bolted to the makeshift ceiling.
“How many poles do you think she will want?”
“Twelve?”
She nods again, making a comment on her notepad with her pencil. “I will have to see what I have in stock. I also made a guestimate on how many mats you’ll need based on the number of classrooms you will have.”
“Perfect. What else?”
“I think that’s all I need from you now, I’ll be in touch,” she says dismissively, turning on her heel and marches away.
I pull my phone from my back pocket, hitting Ghost’s contact.
“What’s up?” he huffs, out of breath.
“Just leaving the warehouse. I really wish we knew more about this shit. If we get the wrong fucking shit I’m going to be pissed.”
Hammers knock in the background and a saw whirs to life. Ghost chuckles. “It’ll be fine. She’s gonna love it. I had Lilah hack into her inspiration board thing and she found a lot of ideas. I’m gonna have her pick all the decor shit out.”
“Thank fuck.”
I pull my long hair away from my face, securing it in a bun at the back of my head, and pull my sunglasses down. “You on your way back?” Ghost asks, laughing at something someone in the background said.
“Yeah I’ll be there in thirty.” I hang up, clicking my phone into the holder at the base of my windshield before releasing the kickstand.
I crank the music up. Turning out of the parking lot, my bike rumbles as I head back towards home.
Thirty-five minutes later, I’m pulling in next to Razor’s bike outside of Pebbles’s future studio.
I push my glasses back on the top of my head and whistle as I take in the almost finished flooring. Ghost chose a kick ass purple sparkled marble for the entrance, which ends at the doorway of each separate room.
We split the building up into five classrooms, a bathroom, an office for Pebbles, and a small locker room for the kids.
“Damn, this looks even better than the fucking pictures,” I admire aloud as Ghost comes around the corner.
“I know, right! Look at the fucking grout, dude.”
I look closer at the lines separating each tile and laugh. “Is that fucking glitter grout?”
Ghost smiles wide. “Fucking purple glitter grout! She’s gonna love it.”
I shake my head over his obvious excitement. “You’re nuts.”
“Come check this out.” I follow behind him as he weaves around men that are bent over as they install the professional floors in the classrooms.
We end up in the classroom all the way in the back, which Ghost decided is going to be the pole room. We figured that, by putting it all the way in the back, Pebbles could easily keep it locked to make sure none of the kids can get into it, and it would be harder for them to wander into on the off chance she forgot. It already has a dark purple door with a metal plate that statesAuthorized Personnel Only.
Tiny is bent over in the corner with wires splayed out all around him as he connects different colors together.
“Anything?” Ghost asks him as we come to a stop next to him.
“One side is working, check it out,” Tiny calls over his shoulder and points to a control panel behind him.
I step over him and my eyes settle on the tens of buttons on the panel. “The top half is lights, bottom is sound,” Ghost says, reaching over me to press a button at the top.
Half of the room's lights shut off and dim multicolored lighting similar to the clubs moves around the room. Ghost presses another button, causing music to croak out of speakers on the far side of the room.
“That’s fucking sweet,” I say over the Billie Eilish song that’s blaring over the sound system.
