ANNELISE~ROTHSCHILD
[Chantal's Hair]
[Christian's Outfit]
[Annelise's Work Out Outfit]
Chantal's Dialogue Color: #C8A2C8 || Annelise's Dialogue Color: #81D8D0 || Christian's Dialogue Color: #0020C2
"You lying bitch!" Annelise Rothschild exclaimed as she burst into Chantal Jackson's bedroom. Chantal only glanced up from her phone and paused on scrolling through her Instagram feed. If it hadn't been for the fact that Annelise had a smile on her face and the fact that she was actually talking to Chantal to begin with, the singer would have seriously thought she was going to get cussed out by Hollywood High School's new queen bee. However, because of the brunette actually throwing herself in a sitting position on Chantal's queen sized bed, she wasn't exactly perturbed and actually chuckled at the pout forming on her queen's face. "Good morning to you too, best friend. Or should I say your majesty now? I'm doing well, thanks for asking." Annelise only rolled her eyes at Chantal's sarcasm and fixed the strap of her Victoria's Secret slip, which was set in an exotic pink shade.
As per her typical schedule, Annelise to jog through the Holmby Hills neighborhood. She hadn't really gone for runs during the summer, mostly attending yoga sessions and playing tennis against her cousins over in France and Normandy before simply working out with Little Temptations in between sets. The girls, despite how much junk food she had found in their buses, were actually quite fit and all were about keeping up with their figure. Either way, Annelise knew she didn't want to falter in her workout regimen and the jog earlier in the morning when the sun was just rising had definitely woken her up. Most kids hated being awake early, Annelise figured she might as well get a jumpstart since school would be starting on Monday and she would be traipsing down those halls as the queen she always felt like she was. After making her way up the long heated marble driveway of the Hernandez estate, she hadn't bothered waking Chantal or Christian up. She simply went to her room and took a long bath filled with her White Mint & Jasmine body oil from Jo Malone. The scent was refreshing and upbeat, and lingered on her skin while making her skin extremely soft and moisturized. Annelise practically lived at the extremely spacious home, so she had a good number of clothes and toiletries in her bedroom. Then, after her soak, she had proceeded to complete her skincare regime. Which included mostly La Mer products like her cleanser, moisturizing cream and finally, her SPF tinted moisturizer. Afterwards, she had gotten dressed and been on Instagram herself until she realized that Chantal was wide awake and doing the exact same thing.
"What part of quick girl meeting included driving over to Santa Clara?" Annelise demanded, proceeding to grab one of Chantal's many pillows and hit her friend with it upon each word and Chantal actually giggled, trying to stop her. "Wait, wait, wait! That ain't even my fault!" Chantal cried, her Texas accent stronger in the midst of trying to reason with Annelise who was still smiling. Bipolar heifer! "The message literally only said emergency group meeting. I didn't even know we were going 'til we were out of LA." Annelise only hmphed before hitting Chantal once more, hard, and dropping the pillow to curl her long legs underneath her trim body. She wasn't really upset with Chantal for leaving for Santa Clara and performing in Taylor Swift's 1989 tour stop there. It made her a bit proud, seeing her best friend on stage. Still, Annelise was usually there during those times and she couldn't help but pout. During moments like these (or the moments she allowed), she wasn't queen anything. She was just the best friend of a singer of whom she was very proud.
"Since when did you get back?" Annelise inquired, relaxing against the same pillow she had been attacking the girl with and stretched her legs out so that she could lay on her side while being propped up. Chantal relaxed back against her mountain of pillows at the headboard, donning a glazed guava satin cami and short set from Victoria's Secret. Once the girls were finished with the performance, they had stayed for the rest of it and then hung out with Taylor afterwards. They did a meet-and-greet the next day before heading back for a photo shoot, which meant Chantal hadn't gotten home until last night. She refused to allow them to make her miss cheer try-outs, especially with her being captain. "Last night. After I got my hair done." She said it while messing with a stray strand of her hair...well, more her weave but since she purchased it, it was her hair. After wearing it in various styles during her tour, Chantal had decided upon long jet-black locks (her natural hair color) with various streaks of silver and gold. It was a unique twist and she was already known for experimenting with hair colors since getting the weave installed and cutting her own hair. At the moment, it was styled in a simple messy bun with tendrils framing her face. Annelise tucked a particularly long strand behind Chantal's ear, which caused her friend to smile softly, before grinning. "Well, hurry up and cook me breakfast, bitch. Like you promised." Chantal's initial answer was to kick the queen bee before slinking out of her bed before she could receive the retaliation. As she left her room, she sent out a text to all of the current cheerleaders just as a pillow hit her in the butt.
To: Cherry, Dee, Lauren, Sienna
Remember, I'm making breakfast 2day. We can head over 2 skool afterwards
Most of the ones who had to try out again were sophomore and a few juniors who had been on the weaker end of the spectrum last year, an agreement she and the coach had come to at the end of the semester. But it didn't stop Chantal from inviting everyone to her house for breakfast, which she was only helping cook. She couldn't make everything herself since it was more than three people, but if there was one thing Chantal had taken from her mother, it was a love for cooking despite having a house filled with cooks. The girls made their way to the kitchen in time to see Christian running inside through the door that led out to the pool area. The Royal smirked at the girls and bit into the apple he had snatched up. "Just in time for breakfast!" Annelise smirked and propped herself on a stool while Chantal shot Christian a small glare, shoving past his tall frame to get past the kitchen island to get to her cook, Grégory Lecomte. He worked with her mother for catering and helped out at the home, in the middle of making waffles. "I'm surprised you're still here. Weren't you with, what's her name again, Allison?" Chris honestly had to think about it, a hand in his pocket before grinning at the memory, and then shrugging. "Got clingy. I dipped." Annelise only shook her head and mumbled "pig" before requesting a strawberry mimosa. Walking around to his sister, Christian wrapped an arm around Chantal's shoulders without her noticing, causing the cheerleader to squeak, and squeezing her in a hug. Annelise hurried up to pull up her phone and capture the moment on Snapchat. "Awww, sibling love!" She cooed, dragging the phone from the view of her face to the two hugging. Chantal turned around, in the midst of chopping vegetables, to sneer at the camera while Christian laughed, face against the top of Chantal's hair so that he could smell her Manuaka Honey & Mafura Oil hair products from SheaMoisture. It was a naturally sweet and warm scent that everyone loved when they were allowed close enough to smell her hair.
"Get off me, you're sweaty and I already showered, sasquatch," she finally growled, trying to get all the ingredients to make omelets. Christian only grinned and released her. "I'll take mine with cheese, ham and tomatoes, thanks." He said and Chantal rolled her eyes. A minute later, when he was walking towards the closest living room, she turned around with a knife pointed at him. "And don't be inviting your friends over my house for food. I'm not their servant." Christian only gave her a thumbs up and left the room, but not before shooting a text to his boys while Annelise decided to check with her meddlesome cousin.
To: Casper, Taylor
CJ's cooking breakfast. Said u guys were welcome
To: Hermann
Plz tell me u found sum thing 2 do 2nite
As per her typical schedule, Annelise to jog through the Holmby Hills neighborhood. She hadn't really gone for runs during the summer, mostly attending yoga sessions and playing tennis against her cousins over in France and Normandy before simply working out with Little Temptations in between sets. The girls, despite how much junk food she had found in their buses, were actually quite fit and all were about keeping up with their figure. Either way, Annelise knew she didn't want to falter in her workout regimen and the jog earlier in the morning when the sun was just rising had definitely woken her up. Most kids hated being awake early, Annelise figured she might as well get a jumpstart since school would be starting on Monday and she would be traipsing down those halls as the queen she always felt like she was. After making her way up the long heated marble driveway of the Hernandez estate, she hadn't bothered waking Chantal or Christian up. She simply went to her room and took a long bath filled with her White Mint & Jasmine body oil from Jo Malone. The scent was refreshing and upbeat, and lingered on her skin while making her skin extremely soft and moisturized. Annelise practically lived at the extremely spacious home, so she had a good number of clothes and toiletries in her bedroom. Then, after her soak, she had proceeded to complete her skincare regime. Which included mostly La Mer products like her cleanser, moisturizing cream and finally, her SPF tinted moisturizer. Afterwards, she had gotten dressed and been on Instagram herself until she realized that Chantal was wide awake and doing the exact same thing.
"What part of quick girl meeting included driving over to Santa Clara?" Annelise demanded, proceeding to grab one of Chantal's many pillows and hit her friend with it upon each word and Chantal actually giggled, trying to stop her. "Wait, wait, wait! That ain't even my fault!" Chantal cried, her Texas accent stronger in the midst of trying to reason with Annelise who was still smiling. Bipolar heifer! "The message literally only said emergency group meeting. I didn't even know we were going 'til we were out of LA." Annelise only hmphed before hitting Chantal once more, hard, and dropping the pillow to curl her long legs underneath her trim body. She wasn't really upset with Chantal for leaving for Santa Clara and performing in Taylor Swift's 1989 tour stop there. It made her a bit proud, seeing her best friend on stage. Still, Annelise was usually there during those times and she couldn't help but pout. During moments like these (or the moments she allowed), she wasn't queen anything. She was just the best friend of a singer of whom she was very proud.
"Since when did you get back?" Annelise inquired, relaxing against the same pillow she had been attacking the girl with and stretched her legs out so that she could lay on her side while being propped up. Chantal relaxed back against her mountain of pillows at the headboard, donning a glazed guava satin cami and short set from Victoria's Secret. Once the girls were finished with the performance, they had stayed for the rest of it and then hung out with Taylor afterwards. They did a meet-and-greet the next day before heading back for a photo shoot, which meant Chantal hadn't gotten home until last night. She refused to allow them to make her miss cheer try-outs, especially with her being captain. "Last night. After I got my hair done." She said it while messing with a stray strand of her hair...well, more her weave but since she purchased it, it was her hair. After wearing it in various styles during her tour, Chantal had decided upon long jet-black locks (her natural hair color) with various streaks of silver and gold. It was a unique twist and she was already known for experimenting with hair colors since getting the weave installed and cutting her own hair. At the moment, it was styled in a simple messy bun with tendrils framing her face. Annelise tucked a particularly long strand behind Chantal's ear, which caused her friend to smile softly, before grinning. "Well, hurry up and cook me breakfast, bitch. Like you promised." Chantal's initial answer was to kick the queen bee before slinking out of her bed before she could receive the retaliation. As she left her room, she sent out a text to all of the current cheerleaders just as a pillow hit her in the butt.
To: Cherry, Dee, Lauren, Sienna
Remember, I'm making breakfast 2day. We can head over 2 skool afterwards
Most of the ones who had to try out again were sophomore and a few juniors who had been on the weaker end of the spectrum last year, an agreement she and the coach had come to at the end of the semester. But it didn't stop Chantal from inviting everyone to her house for breakfast, which she was only helping cook. She couldn't make everything herself since it was more than three people, but if there was one thing Chantal had taken from her mother, it was a love for cooking despite having a house filled with cooks. The girls made their way to the kitchen in time to see Christian running inside through the door that led out to the pool area. The Royal smirked at the girls and bit into the apple he had snatched up. "Just in time for breakfast!" Annelise smirked and propped herself on a stool while Chantal shot Christian a small glare, shoving past his tall frame to get past the kitchen island to get to her cook, Grégory Lecomte. He worked with her mother for catering and helped out at the home, in the middle of making waffles. "I'm surprised you're still here. Weren't you with, what's her name again, Allison?" Chris honestly had to think about it, a hand in his pocket before grinning at the memory, and then shrugging. "Got clingy. I dipped." Annelise only shook her head and mumbled "pig" before requesting a strawberry mimosa. Walking around to his sister, Christian wrapped an arm around Chantal's shoulders without her noticing, causing the cheerleader to squeak, and squeezing her in a hug. Annelise hurried up to pull up her phone and capture the moment on Snapchat. "Awww, sibling love!" She cooed, dragging the phone from the view of her face to the two hugging. Chantal turned around, in the midst of chopping vegetables, to sneer at the camera while Christian laughed, face against the top of Chantal's hair so that he could smell her Manuaka Honey & Mafura Oil hair products from SheaMoisture. It was a naturally sweet and warm scent that everyone loved when they were allowed close enough to smell her hair.
"Get off me, you're sweaty and I already showered, sasquatch," she finally growled, trying to get all the ingredients to make omelets. Christian only grinned and released her. "I'll take mine with cheese, ham and tomatoes, thanks." He said and Chantal rolled her eyes. A minute later, when he was walking towards the closest living room, she turned around with a knife pointed at him. "And don't be inviting your friends over my house for food. I'm not their servant." Christian only gave her a thumbs up and left the room, but not before shooting a text to his boys while Annelise decided to check with her meddlesome cousin.
To: Casper, Taylor
CJ's cooking breakfast. Said u guys were welcome
To: Hermann
Plz tell me u found sum thing 2 do 2nite