Getting Bella's Number

As I walk back into the changing room, Bella rushes over to me. "So how did it go?" She asks.

I shrug. "Okay but I don't know what Jade thought, she was hard to read. I had to give her a lap dance."

Bella seemed surprised by that. "Just a lap dance, surprising. I've seen her make girls do way more intense or degrading things in their tryouts. Sometimes it feels like Jade gets off on it."

After hearing that I'm relieved that I only had to do a lap dance. "I mean it would make sense, she gives me dom vibes."

Bella nods in agreement. "Yeah... Anyway I have to go and help judge the rest of the tryouts but I wanted to give you this." She hands me a slip of paper with some numbers on it. "It's my number so we can talk outside of school, as friends... With occasional benefits."

"Oh thanks Be-" I start to say but don't finish my sentence, noticing she had already walked away.

I then go and get changed back into my normal clothes before leaving the school building and heading home.