Pyramids

Chapter 1: Cleopatra

**Hey!! This is my second attempt at fan fiction and I'm actually very proud of this.

Please read and vote! Don't forget to comment and tell me if you like it!

There's more stories in the works and I'm working on a schedule.

Love & Peace!-Tully**

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Scott was pretty sure this was the end of his life. His love life was in pieces, his apartment building was being closed for work, and the investment company he worked for, laid him off. It felt like one long bad day. Granted, he should have be happy. His ex was a the biggest piece of shit he'd ever met. He had been cheated on more times than he could count. His next neighbor was an old, round man who refused to clean so Scott's apartment was infested with roaches and a smell he could never find the source of. The company he worked for, treated him like a dog, he never had a real day off, and in 4 and half years, he was never given a proper raise. But it all felt like it happened at once.

He credited his best friends, Avi and his boyfriend Kevin, for trying to break the slump. They invited him to live with them, tried to find him a job but he was always either under or overly qualified. They were honestly trying to help the best they could. They still made sure he was well taken care of.

Which is how he found himself sitting in the back of Avi's Charger on his way to Pyramids Cabaret, the popular gay strip and night club in Dallas.

"So then Kalter asked Mason why he let you go and apparently he said 'because he felt like it.' Which is complete bullshit, Scott. Everybody knows Mason and Mark are fucking and the only reason he let you go was because the shit eater asked him to." Tyler, his co worker and friend sat beside him. Tyler was the fourth member of the "get Scott laid" team. Avi's sister Esther was meeting them there.

"I hope he knows Mark is going to do him the same way. He'll come begging for forgiveness soon." Kevin retorted while shaking his head. Scott has known Kevin almost as long as he's known Avi and it still weirded him out a bit how in love the two of them seemed to be.

"It doesn't matter though. Soon as Scotty gets another job, he'll be rolling in little Twinks and ass. Ain't that right, Scotty Boy!" Scott rolled his eyes and smirked. Avi knew his type and there was no doubt he would be introduced to every twink in the building.

"Sure, Avi."

"We're here!" They pulled into the parking lot and all got out. On the marquee was a poster with a beautiful boy on it. His face was beat to perfection, he had a sliver short wig on and he was naked from the waist up with his well manicured hand spread against his chest. Over his head were the words RUMI and EVERY FRIDAY NIGHT. He was gorgeous and Scott hoped they had got there early enough to witness this beauty's set.

Avi called ahead so they slipped past the line outside. Standing in her outrageous glory was Shanita Dee or Todrick Hall to the outside world. Tyler knew her from the performance circuit.

"Ty!!"

"Shanita, darling!"

"And who are these fine specimen?"

"Avi, Kevin, and Scott, meet Shanita Dee. The baddest drag queen in all of Texas."

"That's me!"

They say their hellos and for what ever reason Shanita can't take her eyes off of Scott. "Why such the long face tall, blonde, and gorgeous?"

Although he wanted to at least pretend to be excited, Scott wore the face of man going through some shit. "I'm fine."

"Uh Huh, sure baby. Listen you fellas are in for a treat tonight. My protege, Rumi's performing today." That sparked Scott's interest and his reaction was seen by Shanita. "Y'all go have a seat now. The show's about to start."