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"Why are you even thinking of wearing red anyway? You're hot. You're single. You should be wearing green if I'm understanding the rules of this traffic light party correctly," Alessia opined just before taking a sip of the vanilla frappucino Gigi had picked up for from Starbucks on the way to school. They were seated on the left corner of the steps leading into the school since no one really liked being the very first person in class, particularly Alessia since she scarcely wanted to be there in the first place. The drink with its caramel swirl that she had requested was helping with the motivation she needed. "Says the hot girl going in yellow." Gigi retorted and Alessia nodded through another sip before replying, Yeah, but me going in yellow is completely different from you going in red. You can either wear yellow and put your business out there by saying shit is complicated and whatnot, or you can just be a tease and see which hottie is gonna make a move regardless. And you know I like being a tease." While Alessia had yet to pick her actual bikini out yet since shopping was a must, despite having a ton of bikinis at her house that she had yet to wear, her decision was final on the color. Going in green, in her case, meant being receptive to thirsty boys (and girls, even if she didn't want to admit it) who immediately saw her wearing green as a sign that she would be easy. Yellow required just a bit more tact, perhaps even a touch more respect in people's initial seductions. After all, by wearing yellow, while you were saying that there was something there, that something can easily be ignored when given a better option. Even if it's just for tomorrow night. Plus, on a much more egotistical level, Ali liked the way her sun-kissed skin looked wrapped in yellow.
"Still..." Ali rolled her eyes, making Chloe snicker. "Still nothing, Gigi. Drew's made it clear he's over you and you need to get over him. And the best way to tell your old man you're over him is getting under a new man where he can see. You're wearing green, end of the conversation." Gigi could make all of the faces in the world, but Alessia meant what she said. She didn't necessarily advise Gigi to sleep with anyone; the girl grew easily attached to people and that just wouldn't do, especially with her more vulnerable disposition at the moment. But Drew had crossed the line by breaking up with Ali's girl one month ago and then dating one of the girls on the fencing team. That was cruel and while Ali wanted to just scratch that bitch's eyes out for not knowing loyalty and smacking the junior in the face, she surmised that it was a horrible plan. What was better was seeing Drew's face after Gigi earned a hickey or two from someone else, preferably one of his friends if Alessia's plan went accordingly.
After a few minutes, an ugly, supposedly "vintage" car pulled up and Ali immediately knew who it was, nudging Chloe so that the girl could turn around. They giggled the second Tristan emerged from it, but cackled even further once his brother let out his exclamation. No matter what he had to say on the matter, Alessia wasn't a bully, not that she considered it as such. She didn't like Tristan - and he really needed to stop trying to convince himself that his name was anything but because Castiel just didn't fit - and it wasn't just because he was some weirdo who happened to have a similar financial background to herself for some unknown reason. It was because he had such a similar financial background to her, was a complete weirdo, and somehow managed to be considered an A-Lister. While some might question why that had anything to do with her, Ali didn't appreciate having someone within her ranks who didn't earn that right. Being rich didn't mean shit when there's literally nothing about you that makes you a Prep or even a Royal and by now, considering how the hierarchy worked, for some inexplicable reason, Tristan was in some way above Ali and that just wouldn't do. Like, no. Hell, she didn't even like that chick Natalia and she could understand better why she was an A-Lister and could possibly be higher as opposed to Tristan. And so, if she casually and occasionally displayed a touch of her disdain for his existence among her king, Ali didn't call it bullying. If it really was bullying, it would bother him and if it bothered him, he'd just go to the bottom of barrel with the rest of his kind instead of pretending like he belonged with hers.
"Yeah, Cassie, baby," she teased when he made it close enough to hear, ignoring her own phone's vibration in favor of smiling oh-so-sweetly at the boy. "Have a funderful day." Alessia giggled only a moment later, turning it into a full blown laugh when Gigi commented something about Walmart wanting all of their Captain America paraphernalia back from their kids' section. While the laughter died down, Ali glanced down at her phone and gave a small squeal while trying to hurry and text Laylah back. She must have missed her while waiting for Gigi to stop pouting in her car.
To: Gibby
Outside. Gimme a min
"Still..." Ali rolled her eyes, making Chloe snicker. "Still nothing, Gigi. Drew's made it clear he's over you and you need to get over him. And the best way to tell your old man you're over him is getting under a new man where he can see. You're wearing green, end of the conversation." Gigi could make all of the faces in the world, but Alessia meant what she said. She didn't necessarily advise Gigi to sleep with anyone; the girl grew easily attached to people and that just wouldn't do, especially with her more vulnerable disposition at the moment. But Drew had crossed the line by breaking up with Ali's girl one month ago and then dating one of the girls on the fencing team. That was cruel and while Ali wanted to just scratch that bitch's eyes out for not knowing loyalty and smacking the junior in the face, she surmised that it was a horrible plan. What was better was seeing Drew's face after Gigi earned a hickey or two from someone else, preferably one of his friends if Alessia's plan went accordingly.
After a few minutes, an ugly, supposedly "vintage" car pulled up and Ali immediately knew who it was, nudging Chloe so that the girl could turn around. They giggled the second Tristan emerged from it, but cackled even further once his brother let out his exclamation. No matter what he had to say on the matter, Alessia wasn't a bully, not that she considered it as such. She didn't like Tristan - and he really needed to stop trying to convince himself that his name was anything but because Castiel just didn't fit - and it wasn't just because he was some weirdo who happened to have a similar financial background to herself for some unknown reason. It was because he had such a similar financial background to her, was a complete weirdo, and somehow managed to be considered an A-Lister. While some might question why that had anything to do with her, Ali didn't appreciate having someone within her ranks who didn't earn that right. Being rich didn't mean shit when there's literally nothing about you that makes you a Prep or even a Royal and by now, considering how the hierarchy worked, for some inexplicable reason, Tristan was in some way above Ali and that just wouldn't do. Like, no. Hell, she didn't even like that chick Natalia and she could understand better why she was an A-Lister and could possibly be higher as opposed to Tristan. And so, if she casually and occasionally displayed a touch of her disdain for his existence among her king, Ali didn't call it bullying. If it really was bullying, it would bother him and if it bothered him, he'd just go to the bottom of barrel with the rest of his kind instead of pretending like he belonged with hers.
"Yeah, Cassie, baby," she teased when he made it close enough to hear, ignoring her own phone's vibration in favor of smiling oh-so-sweetly at the boy. "Have a funderful day." Alessia giggled only a moment later, turning it into a full blown laugh when Gigi commented something about Walmart wanting all of their Captain America paraphernalia back from their kids' section. While the laughter died down, Ali glanced down at her phone and gave a small squeal while trying to hurry and text Laylah back. She must have missed her while waiting for Gigi to stop pouting in her car.
To: Gibby
Outside. Gimme a min