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Catalina Perez [115] Woah who told you to get that close to me?
Chadwick Arsenault [112] "If it wasn't for money, I wouldn't be where I am."
Sienna Gancia [93] "I'm sorry, did you think you were talking to me?"
Jasmine Villegas [93]
Ricardo Slim-Helú [89] "Even a king likes a litte fun..."
Shailene Lehman [88] "There may be a queen, but I don't serve anyone."
Isaiah Scott [88]
Alessandra Ambrosia [63]
Aaliyah Lapierre [61] "Power isn't everything ...its the only thing."
Stella Hudgens [61] "I'm like, the driftiest non-Drifter in this school."
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"Hey, Leah." Shailene spoke as she joined the trio of girls. "Hello again." Aaliyah said as her icy blues shifted between Alessandra and Shailene. It seemed she wasn't the only one riffin' with her b.f.f. today. "Relax, Shay. I'm good, and am also sorry for bitching you out." Alessandra said sincerely apologizing to her best friend. "Clearly I've been pining over Izzy for far to long, and as much as I would loooovve to tear his new sex doll apart...I will reframe from such endeavors." Glancing up from the screen of her phone Jasmine looked at her sister with a smirk, "Endeavors, huh?" Alessandra let out her first genuine laugh of the day as a small smile appeared on her face. "Yes, endeavors. Truth be told am probably better off playing it cool with this one. Everyone is most likely excepting me to do something devious and devilish. So, I'll do the opposite and shock them all. Kill em' with kindness and all that good stuff." Aaliyah and Jasmine shared in a laugh as Shailene chimed in on the conversation. "Apparently, the Preps are throwing a Neon Lights party at the BLOK. Are we going?"
Aaliyah simply shrugged her shoulders in a non-caring manner, "If nothing better comes along I don't see why not." Aaliyah said giving a nonchalant response to Shailene's question. Aaliyah didn't attend parties thrown by just anybody. Isaiah was her best friend so of course she had attended his party. Even if they weren't besties Aaliyah most likely would have gone because everyone knew that Isaiah's parties were legendary and not to be missed. However, in the case Aaliyah was very much on the fence as the Preps weren't really known for throwing outrageous parties. As of right now she was a definite maybe.
As she stared at Shailene Aaliyah had come to realize that Shailene's question had been directed at her which when she thought about it was somewhat odd. Shaliene had this whole 'I don't bow down to anyone' sort of attitude that caused her and Aaliyah to clash a lot of the time. Shailene was a very headstrong person and when paired with someone as controlling as Aaliyah that wasn't to surprising. The issue between the two girls had nothing to do with power and everything to do with respect. As queen, Aaliyah demanded a certain level of respect from those she surrounded herself with and allowed in her inner circle and Shailene didn't always give her the level of respect that Aaliyah as queen felt she was entitled to. In all honesty there were many times in past when Aaliyah found herself on the verge of dropping Shailene from the Royals. Hollywood High was busting at the seams with entitled, beautiful rich kids who Aaliyah could have replaced Shailene along with any other Royal with. However, Shailene's status as the best friend of Alessandra Ambrosia always kept her from exile. Alessandra was one of the loyalist friends Aaliyah had and Aaliyah knew that. It was on the strength of that friendship and that friendship alone that Aaliyah didn't drop Shailene on her ass and send her hurdling back down to reality a long time ago.
"Okay, well, we've got some time to kill until lunch so let's go to Caudadlie. I could use a good mani-pedi." Aaliyah mused over Jasmine's idea for a moment before nodding in agreement. "I could go for a nice facial and some wine and cheese." Caudadlie's was a wonderful boutique spa that Aaliyah had learned about from Hanna and had got the sisters hooked on. They were kind of expensive but their legendary grape treatments along with the delectable wine and cheese they served more than made up for the prices. "Am down for a mini spa day before lunch. Let's do it."
Shailene shook her head gently, smiling warmly at Alessandra. It didn't stop the relief from relaxing the tension in her shoulders and allowing her to feel a bit more at ease in Allie's presence. On some of their worse arguments, she would even just leave her bestie's presence because the tension was too palpable and near suffocating, and one would probably say something that neither would ever want to be said. So, she was relieved to hear that everything was alright. She laughed lightly at the thought of Allie killing anyone with kindness and surmised that Aaliyah must have given her the idea, or order. Speaking of, she caught on to the blonde staring at her after responding about the party, to which she didn't seem that interested but it wasn't that big of a deal to Shailene. If it came down to it, she would go by herself or with Ricky's 'court' as they would call it. She just thought it would be a good way to steer the conversation away from what it had been. She didn't want to talk about Isaiah anymore unless it was a win at the rec.
As Aaliyah gazed at her and Shailene simply gazed back, she found herself doing something somewhat odd - and for the first time, it wasn't because Alessandra or Chadwick told her to do it. She lowered her gaze, opting to distract herself with something else for a moment like her phone. If it were one thing that the two girls had acknowledged about their relationship, it was that they would always clash. It was different from the type of clash Allie and Shay did. When the besties did it, it usually ended up with both of them apologizing at some point. They never stayed mad at each other for longer than a few hours. Aaliyah and Shailene? Too many times had Shailene ready to say 'screw it' and just be with Ricky and Sienna, regardless of what the Queen Bee had to say about it. However, in a moment like this, Shailene found herself requesting the Queen's leadership, not because she respected her queendom or controlling ways, but because she respected her friendship with Allie. To be truthful, it was probably because of Allie that she and Aaliyah hadn't actually fought or simply stopped talking. It was telling, though, her directing a question like that - her giving Aaliyah control over a situation - and Shailene, if ever asked, would never acknowledge that it had happened. She had just wanted to dispel tension, she told herself. And who else would Alessandra listen to in a moment like this but Aaliyah? Again, it left a bad taste in her mouth, the jealousy lingering, but she ignored it.
"Alrighty then," she exclaimed, coming back from her musing (and mindless tinkering with her smartphone) as the group got ready to leave. Now free to do so, she linked arms with her best friend as the group headed out, sighing at the thought of a facial or manicure. "I am sooooo here for a facial and manicure. Haven't had one in a few weeks," she commented as they exited the store.
Back on the court, Ricky was grinning from ear to ear at Connor's absolutely disgusted expression because Ricky had dunked on him a moment before. It was exhilarating, really, getting the drop on someone. And if Connor's face said anything, the King of HHS definitely still had his swag and not even the 'best athlete' at Bernstein could do shit about it. When the teams recollected, he couldn't help but smirk at Isaiah before inquiring playfully while stroking his own ego, "Who was falling off again, bro?"
As Aaliyah gazed at her and Shailene simply gazed back, she found herself doing something somewhat odd - and for the first time, it wasn't because Alessandra or Chadwick told her to do it. She lowered her gaze, opting to distract herself with something else for a moment like her phone. If it were one thing that the two girls had acknowledged about their relationship, it was that they would always clash. It was different from the type of clash Allie and Shay did. When the besties did it, it usually ended up with both of them apologizing at some point. They never stayed mad at each other for longer than a few hours. Aaliyah and Shailene? Too many times had Shailene ready to say 'screw it' and just be with Ricky and Sienna, regardless of what the Queen Bee had to say about it. However, in a moment like this, Shailene found herself requesting the Queen's leadership, not because she respected her queendom or controlling ways, but because she respected her friendship with Allie. To be truthful, it was probably because of Allie that she and Aaliyah hadn't actually fought or simply stopped talking. It was telling, though, her directing a question like that - her giving Aaliyah control over a situation - and Shailene, if ever asked, would never acknowledge that it had happened. She had just wanted to dispel tension, she told herself. And who else would Alessandra listen to in a moment like this but Aaliyah? Again, it left a bad taste in her mouth, the jealousy lingering, but she ignored it.
"Alrighty then," she exclaimed, coming back from her musing (and mindless tinkering with her smartphone) as the group got ready to leave. Now free to do so, she linked arms with her best friend as the group headed out, sighing at the thought of a facial or manicure. "I am sooooo here for a facial and manicure. Haven't had one in a few weeks," she commented as they exited the store.
Back on the court, Ricky was grinning from ear to ear at Connor's absolutely disgusted expression because Ricky had dunked on him a moment before. It was exhilarating, really, getting the drop on someone. And if Connor's face said anything, the King of HHS definitely still had his swag and not even the 'best athlete' at Bernstein could do shit about it. When the teams recollected, he couldn't help but smirk at Isaiah before inquiring playfully while stroking his own ego, "Who was falling off again, bro?"
"Ric's fine. A little bruised, but it's not the first time. He told himself he was being some chick's knight in shining armor or something," Erik was about to make a witty comment about 'a knight in shining armor has never had his iron tested' or something, but he decided messing with Sienna's bestie wasn't really the smartest move. Plus she slid a little closer which also helped him to shut up. ""But this, um, 'interesting subject' thing, though. Enlighten me on that." Now, Erik had a feeling that she was messing with him, but he couldn't really take the chance on that so he would have to play along for now. "Weeeell..... Turned out there was allot I didn't know about you, well, we only talked for like 10 minutes or something so it isn't exactly much I had to learn in that short period of time." Erik said just to create a little time so he could figure out some witty half-lie that would sound charming "But you know, never expected you to be such a... well, badass." Erik was far from sure if she actually like being called that, but who cared? he didn't exactly have much to loose. Besides, she looked like a girl that tried her best to be though. "Is it true that you punch dudes?" Then he remembered that everyone could punch a little wimp, "let me rephrase that... Is it true that you punch BIG guys? Like uhm, linebackers or something?" Erik had to admit that he really hoped his own question would keep Sienna from digging further down the 'interesting subject' hole because to be honest they hadn't talked that much about her. He only said it because his experience so far with girls was that they liked being talked about. "Or was Jackson just trying to scare me away?" Erik added, hoping that Sienna would think that Jackson had been trash-talking her or something. Anything that could get her thinking about something else was helpful for Erik, even though it happened on some poor jock's expense.
Honey smiled as Stella offered to help her sneak out. Between Honey's recent stalker in her building and the creepy fans that were beginning to stack up she understood the need for security but she still wanted and felt like she deserved her privacy. What if she and Chadwick went on a date? Would they have to have extra security? She knew that he disliked things like that so she figured that he would not like that idea.
She knew that the spunky brunette would have no reservations in helping her. While aaliyah would probably chastise her and call her immature, Stella would probably come if Honey asked her to. She was beginning to relish in the time she was spending away from Aaliyah more than the time she spent with her. At the mention of Ricky, she glanced at him as he dominated the court. She never really considered how well guarded Ricky actually was. She supposed it was because the people in charge of her security were never especially discreet when it came to her privacy.
She smiled contently when Chad held her during the roar of the game. It felt good to be protected and content. She didn't have to worry about somebody talking about them. There was no backlash, it was just content. Chad would never hurt her or put her in a compromising situation. He actually cared about her well being while she was pretty sure Ricky just wanted her as another notch on his bedpost.
She was seriously listening to Stella. It was nice being around people who actually cared. She knew that Sia, while a respected artist, had much more freedom to live life as she pleased. Honey was mentally making a checklist of things she needed to handle with her handlers. It was true that alot of artist simply became a product of their handlers. She knew too many celebrities who hated their craft. She had a love hate relationship with her fame.
When she mentioned a date with Chad her eyes flashed up to him. She saw him shoot a look at Stella a look and almost backed down. Finally she licked her lips and gazed up at him, "We could test that theory" She said looking in his eyes "Will you be my date to the neon party" She bit her lip, breaking contact to look at the court. Her eyes unfortunately immediately found Ricky. She turned back Chad, inhaling his fresh scent. Safe, she thought to herself. That was what she was feeling she felt safe.
Sienna's smirk only grew when Erik began his explanation, resting one of her elbows on her knees so that she could prop her face up on her hand as she watched him talk. She found herself positively grinning before snorting out a chuckle at being called a 'badass.' It definitely stroked her ego just a bit and well, come on! Who wouldn't like to be considered a bit of a badass? When he was done speaking, she put on a thinking face, tapping her chin thoughtfully. She wasn't really thinking, it was just a little fun to keep people guessing.
"Oh, no, I'm a maneater," she said rather nonchalantly with a shrug, running a hand through her hair. After a beat, she followed up with, "No, but to be completely honest, both times weren't really as bad as everyone makes it out to be. Both guys had gotten...frisky with me and I gave them a black eye. Not that big of a deal." Sienna thought about it a bit more, recalling that last instance before admitting, "And I wasn't that much of a badass. Nearly sprained my wrist the last time." She didn't include the fact that she hadn't prepared herself for that last punch; it had just happened on instinct and her fist was formed at the last second. Not her greatest moment, but it definitely had a few of the jocks respecting her just a bit more. Glancing down where her friends were, Sienna pondered for a moment before glancing back at Erik with a small smile. "There's a Neon Lights party Friday night, come with?"
If Stella were standing, she would probably be bouncing on her toes. She wanted to ignore the 'actual' couple beside her by pretending to be on her phone, but the look Chad was giving her was kinda hard to ignore. He wasn't necessarily pissed by the fact that she had pretty much began whatever it was that was going on between him and Honey; that wasn't what was wrong. Too many people were now staring at the thought of an actual Rockefeller near them. Shaking his head at the brunette who pretended that he wasn't even there, he stared down at Honey's face as she stared up at him expectantly. She turned away a moment later and Chad thought she'd take it back, so he said very quickly, "Yes!" Which definitely made him feel too much like a dork, so he cleared his throat and replied afterwards, less rushed, "Yeah, I'd love to. Maybe we can grab a bite before then?" Stella barely contained her squeal and set to sharing a post from her Tumblr account on to her Instagram. She also sent it privately to Sienna with a very huge grin on her face.
"You are such a dork," Chad commented playfully and Stella stuck her tongue out at him.
"I know you are, but what am I?"
"And childish."
"But that's why you love me," she sung on a giggle. They both glanced back at the game for a bit. Luckily, it was winding down and would end soon. At the thought, Stella turned back to the two. "Ooooh, you should convince Sienna to sing something with one of the guitarists outside today since she didn't get a vocal lesson in today. I've been meaning to hear how her vibrato is going since she's working with a new genre." Stella had always admired Sienna's voice. It had enough energy and attitude to pull off a bit of that alternative rock that she had dominated, but it had also had a bit of soul - of emotions that Sienna herself would never admit to having unless she was singing. It was a thing Stella had picked up from her mother. She always was interested in how artists improved. Call her a dork or a geek, she didn't care. It just meant that she was passionate about something, at least.
"Oh, no, I'm a maneater," she said rather nonchalantly with a shrug, running a hand through her hair. After a beat, she followed up with, "No, but to be completely honest, both times weren't really as bad as everyone makes it out to be. Both guys had gotten...frisky with me and I gave them a black eye. Not that big of a deal." Sienna thought about it a bit more, recalling that last instance before admitting, "And I wasn't that much of a badass. Nearly sprained my wrist the last time." She didn't include the fact that she hadn't prepared herself for that last punch; it had just happened on instinct and her fist was formed at the last second. Not her greatest moment, but it definitely had a few of the jocks respecting her just a bit more. Glancing down where her friends were, Sienna pondered for a moment before glancing back at Erik with a small smile. "There's a Neon Lights party Friday night, come with?"
If Stella were standing, she would probably be bouncing on her toes. She wanted to ignore the 'actual' couple beside her by pretending to be on her phone, but the look Chad was giving her was kinda hard to ignore. He wasn't necessarily pissed by the fact that she had pretty much began whatever it was that was going on between him and Honey; that wasn't what was wrong. Too many people were now staring at the thought of an actual Rockefeller near them. Shaking his head at the brunette who pretended that he wasn't even there, he stared down at Honey's face as she stared up at him expectantly. She turned away a moment later and Chad thought she'd take it back, so he said very quickly, "Yes!" Which definitely made him feel too much like a dork, so he cleared his throat and replied afterwards, less rushed, "Yeah, I'd love to. Maybe we can grab a bite before then?" Stella barely contained her squeal and set to sharing a post from her Tumblr account on to her Instagram. She also sent it privately to Sienna with a very huge grin on her face.
"You are such a dork," Chad commented playfully and Stella stuck her tongue out at him.
"I know you are, but what am I?"
"And childish."
"But that's why you love me," she sung on a giggle. They both glanced back at the game for a bit. Luckily, it was winding down and would end soon. At the thought, Stella turned back to the two. "Ooooh, you should convince Sienna to sing something with one of the guitarists outside today since she didn't get a vocal lesson in today. I've been meaning to hear how her vibrato is going since she's working with a new genre." Stella had always admired Sienna's voice. It had enough energy and attitude to pull off a bit of that alternative rock that she had dominated, but it had also had a bit of soul - of emotions that Sienna herself would never admit to having unless she was singing. It was a thing Stella had picked up from her mother. She always was interested in how artists improved. Call her a dork or a geek, she didn't care. It just meant that she was passionate about something, at least.
Honey bit her lip a bit viciously when Chad excitedly said yes. She sat up a bit and turned around so that she was looking at him. She grinned shamelessly "Yeah?" The squeak that she made surprised even her and she ran a hand through her hair before recomposing herself. "Yeah, it's a date. That sounds good did you have anywhere specific in mind?" She said back to her usual composed self.
She wasn't sure what she was expecting him to say but she was pleased he said yes. She glanced at Stella who could barely suppress her excitement and rolled her eyes good-naturedly. The bouncing brunette immediately began typing furiously on her phone. Honey knew that Stella would never put her on the spot so she wasn't worried about it. She would have been too busy thinking about the date with Chad to even bother. While Chad and Sienna playfully bantered she glanced at the game which was nearing an end.
She noted that people who were close enough to them to hear the Rockefeller comment were starting to look at them. She was used to it but she knew that Chad wasn't. Or even if he was he didn't like it. She also noted that some guys were still leering in their direction. She imagined they assumed she liked him to gain something. She was tempted to flip them off but she hated breaking her carefully constructed image for people who didn't deserve it. She chose to simply focus on the conversation being held around her instead.
Stella had mentioned Sienna singing outside and she shrugged, "No harm in asking. " She bristled a bit at Sienna's name. Stella, she figured, probably didn't notice it but she was sure Chad felt it. Honey bit her lip hoping he'd just assume she was cold. She had already resumed her original position in his arms and was examining her arms which were glowing in the sun. She hated the way her skin looked kind of yellow under direct sunlight so it was bothering her quite a bit. She noted that the game was ending, and truth be told since they were in Venice she figured they should enjoy it. "You guys wanna go on the boardwalk or something? "
Honey was beginning to get bored and it was the end of the game. She raised her thick dark eyebrows at Stella "The game is pretty much over and as much as I'd love to have to squeeze past these people as they all try to leave at the same time through the same exit I'd rather not risk one of them" She pointed to the rowdy group from before, they were also the group leering at her and Chad "Starting something. My handlers will make me leave if they do."
"Remind me to stay on your good side, m'kay?" Erik asked jokingly as Sienna finished talking about being a maneater. He couldn't help but laugh a little bit as she tried to talk the act of awesome violence down, "Well, any badass can hurt their wrist on thick skulls. Broke three of my fingers against a fuckers chin once." Then he laughed again and raised his hands in sort of a half-assed 'I give up' motion "Not that I would call myself a badass though" The game didn't concern him anymore, not that it really had before either, but the gorgeous blonde was much more entertaining to watch.
"There's a Neon Lights party Friday night, come with?" Two things, or maybe even three, confused Erik about that question. First of all he wasn't completely sure if Sienna was just messing with him. Second of all he just had some sort of feeling that the guy were supposed to ask the girl out, not that this particular girl seemed especially traditional. And of course;"Excuse me for being such a hillbilly, but what exactly is a Neon Lights party? Is it like a rave or something?" Erik asked with the same type of smile that Sienna had served himself. There was a roar from the rest of the audience and Erik had to break eye contact to take a quick look at the field where one of the other team had scored, but Erik didn't look long and after just a heartbeat he returned his attention to the marvelous pair of eyes next to him.
Naea followed Shai downstairs, smiling all the way. She looked gorgeous for the first day back at school, thanks to her. She ate breakfast with the rest of them, although she didn't say very much. The food was amazing, and she'd have to tell Allie and Jasmine later. She hadn't realized the time, though, and very soon the girls were running late and Naea still didn't have her school stuff. Her father wasn't going to be happy. She sighed and rolled her eyes, joining the girls for the trip to school, wondering what the year was going to have in store for them all.
They got there, and Naea realized the time. She sighed - her father was going to be so mad - she was supposed to be setting an example to her little sister, and she wasn't doing that by being late and partying all night. She hurried to her locker, deciding on picking up her school bag, which Alice's nanny had gotten dropped off outside of her locker, which was lucky for her. She shrugged the backpack over one shoulder, which hung loosely off her shoulder and sat in the curve of her back. She shifted it's weight slightly before heading back to class. She decided that she didn't want to miss any more of school than she already had - maybe she could catch up with something while she did her work. Her friends would understand, right? Sure, it was only junior year, but Naea wanted to crack down this year - do well while she still had the chance.
She headed to her third period and sat down, listening to music while she waited. They were turned up so loud, and she was so engrossed in the music she hardly noticed when her phone pinged, her text noise drowned out by the loud music. Only when class had already started had she the thought to read it. She'd thought it was only from her father, scolding her - turns out, it wasn't the case.
"Crap! Allie is going to kill me!" She hissed to herself. A scowl from the teacher indicated that she had spoken out loud, and she focused her angry gaze at the brand new book in front of her. She was seriously pissed off, mainly with herself. How could she have been so stupid? She should have checked her phone. Maybe after the lesson finished she could still join them - if they weren't all pissed off with her for having the ignorance to not check the text she had received. Allie normally forgave her, though, and she hoped to holy hell that she could let her off a second time. Her best friend hated waiting, Linn knew that too well, but she'd already made her late and then wait again for a simple 'yes' or 'no' to a text. She'd have to make it up to them somehow.
Half way through her third period, while she was scanning and identifying the notes in a piece of sheet music, a girl slipped next to her. It took her a little while to realize who it was, but then Naea had to hold in a squeal and then hugged her. A girl from her Prep group, and local rider, Stephie had slipped into the seat beside her and had hugged her. "There's a Neon Party tonight! You better come. Besides, what are you doing here? Everyone's down at Venice! I got held back by a teacher that caught me leaving. Urgh." She rolled her eyes, and Linn smiled, shaking her head. "I'll give you a lift down there, if you like! I thiiiiink everyone's still there." She drawled, and Naea shrugged before nodding her head. She'd go, she decided. She'd already ruined her first day anyway, her outfit was perfect, and she did have a bikini with her still from last night, a spare one, just in case. Why not? She might even have fun.
A few minutes later, Naea had arrived at Venice. Maybe she could find Chad, chat with him, let him know about the party - it was supposed to be exclusive, invite only. But her hopes weren't going to give her that. Everyone was already buzzing about it when she got there - and it looked like she was the only one that had only just found out, even though she was a prep herself. Oh, how terrible her first day had been! It was about to get worse, though.
She entered the basketball stadium, looking around for her friends, when she saw Chad off in the distance, although he was accompanied by Honey. Naea wasn't sure how she felt about that, but it wasn't good... A pang of something shot through her chest a little, and she couldn't help herself but creep a little closer. She could feel her heart flip and twist in a painful way as she heard Honey ask him her question, and she realized what it was. Jealousy. She was jealous of Honey. This was so not happening.
Sighing, Naea stormed off. She had known that she had feelings for Chad for a while now. She was beginning to think he might reciprocate those feelings, but she guessed wrong. She'd heard that Izzy and Angel had also gotten together, and she realized what Allie must be feeling right now. Was she jealous, too? Or hurt? Linn decided that was much too sensitive a question to ask her right now.
Stephie suddenly turned up again. "You're wanted!" She chirruped. "You HAVE to go to Abbot Kinney! Allie's really upset." Biting her lip, she ran out of the building with the other Prep, got in her car, and hurried back to the group, clearing her face of any emotions when she arrived - although she was completely out of breath. "Sorry I'm late, you guys. By the time I got your text, I was already at third period..." The girls were just buying a few things at the time.
They all headed around the store, although Linn didn't say or do much. However, when Jas suggested going to Caudadlie, Linn was up for it, and luckily, so was all the other girls. A facial and mani was just what she needed after a day like hers, and a party in the evening. It would feel a lot nicer. She nodded her head in agreement with the girls and decided to go where they went. After all, what else could go wrong?
Florian raised his eyebrows and nudged his best friend after he'd spotted his gaze. "Hah! We both know I'm not the only one with good taste." He commented. After that, they parted ways, Ollie heading to music, guitar in hand, obviously not caring that he had social studies first. Heck, he'd probably play it in class.
It turns out that Florian actually slept through Social Studies - and he couldn't give another damn about it. He needed the sleep - he was hungover, tired, and bored. Plus he couldn't get Charlie and Ollie off his mind. They were even in his dreams, although he couldn't remember what they were about. When he woke up, everyone had cleared out, and Florian headed to guitar, sending Ollie and Charlie a quick text, saying;
"We are going to Venice after this lesson! To the beach!"
He sent it and shoved his phone back in his pocket, carrying the guitar with upmost care to his next lesson, slowly rolling along on his skateboard, weaving his way through crowds. He was picking up the word that almost all of senior and junior year was at Venice already, which was how he had known. Besides, it would be super cool to hang out with both Ollie and Charlie at the same time. It made his insides squirm a little.
Most of the rest of the lesson was spent jamming on his guitar. He could not have loved it more - Being able to pluck the strings in peace was a comfort to him, and Florian soon drifted off in his own riffs and beats on the instrument. All too soon, though, it was over, and Florian was sneaking out of the school, hoping to hell his friends were going to meet him there. It would be so... anti-climatic, if they decided not to come after all! He decided he would wait for 15 minutes before he headed to next lesson. If they were coming - good. If not... There was always another time.
"Who was falling off again, bro?" Isaiah laughed as he gave the King of Hollywood High the finger. Now was not the time for the King Bee who had come in two quarters after the fact to be getting cocky because he managed to make a dunked on Bernsteins' star athlete. As the Dragons made their next basket Isaiah called for his team's final timeout. It was the fourth quarter and with less than a minute left in play Isaiah wasn't willing to lose or go into overtime. While it was now their ball the Dragons were up by two and the only way to win the game was to make a three. Typically it was the point guard on the team that held the position as play-maker, but Izzy was a shooting guard with the versatility of a small forward and better ball-handling and shooting skills then most of the ballers in California. Ricardo Slim-Helú was the King of School but on the court Isaiah was the true king.
Thinking over what options they had Isaiah had to think up with a play quick. While they had played this game as a legit game at the end of the day this was streetball and there were no fouls and refs. So, it wasn't like he could get one of the other guys fouled and rely on free throws to pick up the win. The one advantage that they had currently was that the other time was beat. They were tired and out of breath which meant when they stepped back onto the court their defense was going to be shitty. "Alright, I don't know about the rest of ya' but I haven't been busting my ass these last four quarters to lose to the Berenstain Bears. Me and Ricky Rich are the primary shooters on this one. Once the ball is checked out me and Ric will position ourselves along the three-point line. We won't have a lot of time so I guess the plan is to get the ball to either one of us and hopefully we won't miss." Isaiah ended with a laugh as the guys all nodded in understanding as their timeout came to an end. "Let's finish strong your Highness." Isaiah said jokingly as the final play got underway.
Back on Abbot Kinney Blvd, Linnaea had just arrived as they were walking out the door. "Sorry I'm late, you guys. By the time I got your text, I was already at third period..." Alessandra just laughed as she hooked her free arm through Linnaea's just as Shailene had did hers. "Don't trip Linn! After everything that has happened between then and now I don't even have the energy to be upset with you. Just learn how to check your damn phone every once in while!" Jasmine was glad that her sister seemed to be in a more relaxed and cheery mood. She really hoped that Alessandra meant what she said about turning the other cheek and leaving Izzy and all that drama behind her. She loved Allie and she also loved Izzy, and as much as she would have loved it if they had been able to come back together and live happily ever after she would settle for a drama-free life of them both just being happy.
It was hard to call the walk from Heavenly Couture to Caudadlie a walk when it took a minute to go from point A to point B. The girls didn't even have to cross to the other side of the street to get to the spa. Walking into the spa the scent of grapes was strong and in it you could pick up small scents of fancy cheeses. The second the entered the establishment each girl was handed a menu that listed the services provided by the spa. Jasmine had already settled on getting the Fresh Grape manicure and pedicure both they had left Heavenly Couture as she really needed her hands and feet done. Aaliyah had decided on getting the Anti-Oxidant Polyphenol C15 Facial and Alessandra went with the Fleur de Vigne Body Treatment as she needed a good massage to relax all the tension she had built up today. Once all the ladies had requested what they wanted they were each lead away to the different areas in the spa to undergo their treatments.
Sienna laughed a little when Erik shared his own experience while playing with the end strands of her hair. She could actually picture him fighting; he might actually be good. They could always test that out since her gym consisted of a mat where she and her trainer would participate in hand-to-hand combat to keep her fit and on her toes. It left working out not too boring. It was hard and Sienna remembered plenty of times where she had somehow been flipped onto her back; she did, however, remember the pain the next day and the day after that. Maybe that could lead to other activities...
"Hmmm...that's right, you've never been," she said thoughtfully, contemplating that little fact before a devious grin formed on her face. "Let's just say that you'll definitely need a short sleeved shirt...and...we'll just have to see how much I'm actually wearing." The last part was said on a sort of a seductive note and because she wasn't going to give any more of a tip than that, Sienna simply winked and bounced onto her feet. "I'll text you after school tomorrow and see what time we need to meet up." With one last smirk on his direction, she turned and headed back down to the bleachers where Chad and Honey were boo'd up and Stella was looking like the little fangirl she really was.
"Umm, yeah actually. Spago, you heard of it? It's a bit fancy considering where we're going afterwards, but they give you small portions of each thing you order and it's really good. It's a bit expensive, but the mascarpone is worth it," Chad told Honey, not sure why he was feeling so nervous. It was just Catalina; he didn't have to feel so self-conscious about every little thing, did he? They were going to go out to a restaurant and then a party. He could accomplish that. Stella was the first to spot Sienna when she approached them again. He considered Honey's suggestion about leaving and while he didn't typically leave games without Ricky, surely his best friend would understand. "You're probably right about leaving. Let's do it." He said and helped the blonde stand.
"Hey, Sia! I was just about to text you. We're leaving to go to the boardwalk." Stella exclaimed and Sienna eyed the close proximity of Chad and Honey, but chose not to make a comment. When her friend stared right back at her, she only smiled sweetly.
"You two are cute," she commented dryly, but it wasn't actually meant to be mean. She wouldn't say that she preferred Honey and Chad together; it would cause too much of a riff and she would pretty much have to deal with whatever Ricky was feeling for the blonde. At the same time, she wasn't going to say she had a problem with her friend actually getting a girl she had been aware that he was attracted to. For them to be best friends, Ric and Chad missed out on key signals from each other at times. Luckily for them, settling their disputes typically was an easy feat. She grabbed Ricky's stuff. "I was getting kinda bored anyway. Let's go. Ric'll catch up when he catches up." As the group headed out (while ignoring the blatant distaste of fans who were upset by their views being blocked), Sienna managed to catch Ricky's eye after the Sheiks scored another point. She nodded to him gently and he did the same, but not without eyeing Chad and Honey's closeness before concentrating on the game.
When the girls entered the establishment, Shailene found herself changing her mind and settling for the Divine Body Treatment instead of the facial and manicure that she originally wanted. She could make that a spa day at her home later when she got her hair straightened. She had always enjoyed Caudalie's body treatment, particularly that one since it left her skin fragrant and very soft for a few days. She was more than happy when Linn had finally arrived, but did not hesitate in being whisked off in another direction. She could always catch up with her friend at lunch.
"Hmmm...that's right, you've never been," she said thoughtfully, contemplating that little fact before a devious grin formed on her face. "Let's just say that you'll definitely need a short sleeved shirt...and...we'll just have to see how much I'm actually wearing." The last part was said on a sort of a seductive note and because she wasn't going to give any more of a tip than that, Sienna simply winked and bounced onto her feet. "I'll text you after school tomorrow and see what time we need to meet up." With one last smirk on his direction, she turned and headed back down to the bleachers where Chad and Honey were boo'd up and Stella was looking like the little fangirl she really was.
"Umm, yeah actually. Spago, you heard of it? It's a bit fancy considering where we're going afterwards, but they give you small portions of each thing you order and it's really good. It's a bit expensive, but the mascarpone is worth it," Chad told Honey, not sure why he was feeling so nervous. It was just Catalina; he didn't have to feel so self-conscious about every little thing, did he? They were going to go out to a restaurant and then a party. He could accomplish that. Stella was the first to spot Sienna when she approached them again. He considered Honey's suggestion about leaving and while he didn't typically leave games without Ricky, surely his best friend would understand. "You're probably right about leaving. Let's do it." He said and helped the blonde stand.
"Hey, Sia! I was just about to text you. We're leaving to go to the boardwalk." Stella exclaimed and Sienna eyed the close proximity of Chad and Honey, but chose not to make a comment. When her friend stared right back at her, she only smiled sweetly.
"You two are cute," she commented dryly, but it wasn't actually meant to be mean. She wouldn't say that she preferred Honey and Chad together; it would cause too much of a riff and she would pretty much have to deal with whatever Ricky was feeling for the blonde. At the same time, she wasn't going to say she had a problem with her friend actually getting a girl she had been aware that he was attracted to. For them to be best friends, Ric and Chad missed out on key signals from each other at times. Luckily for them, settling their disputes typically was an easy feat. She grabbed Ricky's stuff. "I was getting kinda bored anyway. Let's go. Ric'll catch up when he catches up." As the group headed out (while ignoring the blatant distaste of fans who were upset by their views being blocked), Sienna managed to catch Ricky's eye after the Sheiks scored another point. She nodded to him gently and he did the same, but not without eyeing Chad and Honey's closeness before concentrating on the game.
When the girls entered the establishment, Shailene found herself changing her mind and settling for the Divine Body Treatment instead of the facial and manicure that she originally wanted. She could make that a spa day at her home later when she got her hair straightened. She had always enjoyed Caudalie's body treatment, particularly that one since it left her skin fragrant and very soft for a few days. She was more than happy when Linn had finally arrived, but did not hesitate in being whisked off in another direction. She could always catch up with her friend at lunch.
Friday, After the last bell rings
After a fun-filled day skipping the rest of the school day and hanging out at Venice Beach, the students experienced a fairly uneventful rest of the week. Well, if you count 'uneventful' being the buzz going around school about the Preps' Neon Lights party. Everyone who were invited (and wanted to go) were making plans for transportation by the time the last bell rang. Seniors were coming from lunch while everyone else were escatic to escape suffocating classrooms. Dates were at the forefront of some couples' minds, their adventures for the night forming in their heads like fictional realities that would only come to fruition once they left the school campus. Friends filed out in groups, sharing plans for the weekends. One in particular probably shared more than anyone needed her to.
"OMG, Sia, stop! My virgin ears don't wanna hear what you plan to do with the paint that I bought," Stella exclaimed and covered her ears, trying her hardest to walk ahead of the senior and her friends. Tori, Sienna, and Tess laughed at the junior Prep's antics and the Devil Girl leader caught up to her friend a moment after, having just finished up her text when she whispered in Stella's ear.
To: Erik
Give me your address and we'll swing by around 9
"Ok, ok, I'll try not to scar you too much." She promised on a laugh and Stella stepped away quickly before the senior could touch her. "Stop being so dramatic, ya dweeb. What are you wearing anyway?" Stella shrugged.
"I don't know, I'll figure it out when I get home. I gotta hurry up and get dressed and make sure everything else works out before Courtney gets a heart attack." Courtney being the student body president, captain of the volleyball team, member of the glee club, and one of the few girls in the outing club. She was probably the most perfectionist perfectionist at Hollywood High and one of the most annoying overachieving snobs the clique had. She seriously drove Stella crazy and if it wasn't for the fact that she never wanted to deal with the drama, Stella probably would have already slapped her for how many times the girl had text her about the damn party. Not counting the fact that Stella didn't even like that many parties to be helping in the first place, but what can you do? Some people just weren't appreciative.
"I hate that bitch," Sienna snarled with a flip of her hair at the fact that another student was eyeing her outfit in admiration once more, particularly the red booties she was pretty ready to just chuck at someone's face. "You know that picture people tell you about? How about I shove it down your throat?" She called over to the random wannabe who bristled, but shrunk away. Stella giggled.
"Ok, chill and go work out before you break something. I'll see you guys later tonight." Stella said before hopping along to find Jasmine. After lunch with the girls, they had gone their separate ways and Stella hadn't been able to convince her friend to come to the party. She knew that Jas hung out with her sister a lot and while Stella wasn't sure if the Queen Bee was coming, she was aware that sometimes Jas' presence depended on that tiny factor. And she needed a friend other than Sienna, especially if Sia was going to be busy with this Erik person and Chad and Honey were going to be arriving at whatever time that they were.
Finally, she found the newly dyed-blonde coming out of her Physics class and practically lunged at her, wrapping arms around her friend's waist. "Say you love me enough to come to the party tonight. Pretty pleeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaasssssseeee?" She asked, putting on her best puppy dog eyes. She was aware that Jasmine wouldn't have been one of the people Courtney initially invited to the party, but the senior Prep had forgotten one tiny little detail - Stella had sent out the invites. And she invited whoever the hell she wanted.
"Awww, it's a date," Shailene cooed as she closed her locker after retrieving the books she would need for the weekend. After her dance class, she had been a bit lazy at changing her clothes and hadn't really sweated that much, so she had kept her dance apparel on. However, after breezing through lunch, she had hurried to the showers and then gotten changed into her more classier piece for the day, even going so far as to maintain the sleekness of her hair just before her last class. Chad chuckled a bit at the thought.
"Yeah, it's a date. Chill out, Shay." He grumbled and she giggled, bumping into him as they walked. "Don't pretend like you're not excited. Ooh, what are you wearing?" Chad shook his head quickly, ready to kill her excitement before she even started any mess. "No, don't even start. I am very capable of dressing myself." Shay pouted, but she didn't argue. "Fine, fine. I'll leave it. I'll go see what Allie is doing anyway. Hopefully, I'll see you later tonight, love." She kissed his cheek and then went off in search of his friend while Chad went searching for Ricky, who was currently flirting with a cheerleader at his locker, unaware of either of his best friends' plans for the evening.
"OMG, Sia, stop! My virgin ears don't wanna hear what you plan to do with the paint that I bought," Stella exclaimed and covered her ears, trying her hardest to walk ahead of the senior and her friends. Tori, Sienna, and Tess laughed at the junior Prep's antics and the Devil Girl leader caught up to her friend a moment after, having just finished up her text when she whispered in Stella's ear.
To: Erik
Give me your address and we'll swing by around 9
"Ok, ok, I'll try not to scar you too much." She promised on a laugh and Stella stepped away quickly before the senior could touch her. "Stop being so dramatic, ya dweeb. What are you wearing anyway?" Stella shrugged.
"I don't know, I'll figure it out when I get home. I gotta hurry up and get dressed and make sure everything else works out before Courtney gets a heart attack." Courtney being the student body president, captain of the volleyball team, member of the glee club, and one of the few girls in the outing club. She was probably the most perfectionist perfectionist at Hollywood High and one of the most annoying overachieving snobs the clique had. She seriously drove Stella crazy and if it wasn't for the fact that she never wanted to deal with the drama, Stella probably would have already slapped her for how many times the girl had text her about the damn party. Not counting the fact that Stella didn't even like that many parties to be helping in the first place, but what can you do? Some people just weren't appreciative.
"I hate that bitch," Sienna snarled with a flip of her hair at the fact that another student was eyeing her outfit in admiration once more, particularly the red booties she was pretty ready to just chuck at someone's face. "You know that picture people tell you about? How about I shove it down your throat?" She called over to the random wannabe who bristled, but shrunk away. Stella giggled.
"Ok, chill and go work out before you break something. I'll see you guys later tonight." Stella said before hopping along to find Jasmine. After lunch with the girls, they had gone their separate ways and Stella hadn't been able to convince her friend to come to the party. She knew that Jas hung out with her sister a lot and while Stella wasn't sure if the Queen Bee was coming, she was aware that sometimes Jas' presence depended on that tiny factor. And she needed a friend other than Sienna, especially if Sia was going to be busy with this Erik person and Chad and Honey were going to be arriving at whatever time that they were.
Finally, she found the newly dyed-blonde coming out of her Physics class and practically lunged at her, wrapping arms around her friend's waist. "Say you love me enough to come to the party tonight. Pretty pleeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaasssssseeee?" She asked, putting on her best puppy dog eyes. She was aware that Jasmine wouldn't have been one of the people Courtney initially invited to the party, but the senior Prep had forgotten one tiny little detail - Stella had sent out the invites. And she invited whoever the hell she wanted.
"Awww, it's a date," Shailene cooed as she closed her locker after retrieving the books she would need for the weekend. After her dance class, she had been a bit lazy at changing her clothes and hadn't really sweated that much, so she had kept her dance apparel on. However, after breezing through lunch, she had hurried to the showers and then gotten changed into her more classier piece for the day, even going so far as to maintain the sleekness of her hair just before her last class. Chad chuckled a bit at the thought.
"Yeah, it's a date. Chill out, Shay." He grumbled and she giggled, bumping into him as they walked. "Don't pretend like you're not excited. Ooh, what are you wearing?" Chad shook his head quickly, ready to kill her excitement before she even started any mess. "No, don't even start. I am very capable of dressing myself." Shay pouted, but she didn't argue. "Fine, fine. I'll leave it. I'll go see what Allie is doing anyway. Hopefully, I'll see you later tonight, love." She kissed his cheek and then went off in search of his friend while Chad went searching for Ricky, who was currently flirting with a cheerleader at his locker, unaware of either of his best friends' plans for the evening.
Honey had grinned at Chad as he told her about the restaurant, "Sounds great as long as you don't mind the fact that we'll look like we're on our way to a rave." She laughed lightly. "I trust your judgement. " She liked that he seemed a little nervous. It was a side of him that he rarely showed and she was honored that she showed it to him.
She smiled as he helped her up and they headed to the boardwalk. Though her smile faulted a bit when confronted by Sienna who simply called them cute dryly. Honey decided to not think too much into it. If Sienna wanted to say something she would have. Rather instead, she just tucked herself into Chad's side. She didn't seem to have an issue with them going to the boardwalk without Ricky so they headed out there. Honey had to admit she had fun. Alot of fun. It was fair to say she had more fun with that group than her own. Just thinking that made her feel guilty but she couldn't mask her enjoyment.
The rest of the week was pretty uneventful. Everyone was talking about the neon lights party. Not that Honey minded, she was glad that they had moved on from the drama of Izzy's party. She didn't want to focus on that. Everyone seemed to be making plans. Honey wanted to get ready at home before Chad picked her up so she decided to leave right after school. She had sent out texts before she left alerting everybody of where she went. It wasn't really like Honey to just up and leave. She typically had a group around her and she didn't want people to ask questions.
To: Stella
Hey love I'm gonna head home early so I can get ready for the party/ my date. I'm really excited but if you tell him that I will hurt you. See you tonight?
To: Aaliyah
See you tonight? I have a date but I'll try to hang out with you a little too
To: Chadwick
Pick me up at my apartment say 7? Early enough that we can get a bite to eat before the party? Can you bring a jacket? I'm pretty sure I'm wearing a corset top and I'd rather not look that scandalous at a restaurant lol.
Hey love I'm gonna head home early so I can get ready for the party/ my date. I'm really excited but if you tell him that I will hurt you. See you tonight?
To: Aaliyah
See you tonight? I have a date but I'll try to hang out with you a little too
To: Chadwick
Pick me up at my apartment say 7? Early enough that we can get a bite to eat before the party? Can you bring a jacket? I'm pretty sure I'm wearing a corset top and I'd rather not look that scandalous at a restaurant lol.
Honey drove home and quickly changed. She slipped out of her outfit and took a shower before waiting for her artist to come. She arranged for an artist to meet her at her loft right after school. After three grueling hours of lying naked on her stomach the artist finally finished. It was a galaxy design, completely done in glow in the dark paint. It extended from her neck all the way down to the back of her thighs. It even extended to the back of her arms. You could say alot about Honey but she never did anything half way. She pinned her hair into a bun with her bangs out.
Once she was finished Honey adorned the sexy outfit she picked out for the party. It consisted of a blush colored corset that complemented her skin. She wore custom made shorts along with it. The shorts were a light blue but had a glow in the dark ombre pink paint job. At the party they would glow pink. She paired the outfit with pink doc martens that were comfy enough that she could dance all night. She did a simple black winged eyeliner with pink lipstick. The real focus was supposed to be on the glow in the dark custom paint job she paid an artist to do.
The paint was only visible in the dark so to the naked eye her back was simply that naked. She was smiling to herself when she heard Gino crying in the hall. She walked over to him and picked him up coo'ing a bit to calm him down. "Where's mommy baby G?" She said kissing him lightly on the cheek. She walked downstairs where Rionna's room was, only to find her blabbing on the phone.
"What the fuck Ri?" She hissed. Rionna looked up at her and had the nerve to groan. Honey sighed and lightly gave Gino a kiss before setting him in his bouncer in front of the tv. She would deal with Rionna later. She was tempted to force her brother to take care of it but she didn't bother. She knew he wouldn't. She glanced at her clock in the wall. It read 6:50.
Honey grabbed her wallet and a clutch that read "Taken" on the front and headed for the door. She didn't want to risk him coming upstairs and seeing Rionna or Gino so she simply headed to the lobby to wait for him.
To: Chadwick
You don't have to come get me just text me when you get here
You don't have to come get me just text me when you get here
"See you tonight? I have a date but I'll try to hang out with you a little too." Aaliyah read Catalina's text to her aloud to herself with a laugh as she chucked the phone aside. Unlike Alessandra and Shailene, Catalina and Aaliyah hadn't just muttered out sorries and moved on. In fact, since that day at the recreation center they hadn't really spoken at all. Whether Catalina was expecting some form of an apology from the Queen Bee or something Aaliyah didn't know but what she did know was that if she was waiting on one she would never get it. Catalina had had the nerve to question Aaliyah and basically say that she knew Aaliyah and spies trailing her. Maybe had her accusations actually been right Aaliyah would have apologized but in this particular case she was free of fault. Catalina had accused of her something and Aaliyah had told her that she was wrong. Simple as that. It was Catalina who had gotten all dramatic and stormed off to join her new boo thang along with Aaliyah's both ex-best friend and ex-boyfriend. This week might have been an uneventful one but it had spoken volumes to Aaliyah and now she wasn't sure where Catalina stood with her.
But this weekend wouldn't be the time for her to figure it out as she and Alessandra were going to Australia. Aaliyah had been invited to the Fashion Exposed Autumn/Winter 2015 in Sydney and she had decided to go. When she told Alessandra about it she hadn't asked her to go and truth be told she would have been fine if the brunette had decided to stay but Allie said that she had wanted to go. So, the night before the two girls had slept over at Aaliyah's house so that she could pack up her luggage. During her lunch period Aaliyah had gone and collect her baggage and drove to the Ambrosia Estate where she now awaited Alessandra's arrival. Alessandra said had to pack up her own stuff before they could jet on over to Australia and Aaliyah had figured since Alessandra had helped her pick out her things she would do the same in return. As she looked at the clock in the top right corner of her laptop screen she say that 9th period was coming to an end which meant Alessandra would be on her way shortly.
"I wish you were coming." Jasmine said looking at Alessandra who was starting at the clock to hung by the door. "I know, but just because am not going it doesn't mean that you get to pull out." Alessandra spoke shifting her undivided attention to the honey-blonde who sat behind her. "It's not everyday that a Virtuosi gets invited to an invite-only A-Lister party. Granted, this is a Prep party that we're talking about here, but it still counts." Jasmine laughed rolling her chocolate brown eyes. Stella had been pressing her about this Neon Light party since they had had lunch at Centanni Trattoria. Over the last couple of days Jasmine had kept Stella on ice just telling her that she would think about it and let her know. Now it was day of the party and she had been stalling all day. She didn't really want to go to the party but Stella had invited her and this was her best friend who was making it really clear that she wanted Jasmine to attend. "Don't worry am going. Stella has been begging me all week and I would feel like a shitty person if I said no."
Thinking of her best friend got Jasmine wondering about Alessandra's. "Speaking of which? Did you tell Shay that you and Leah are jetting to Australia for the weekend?" The look that Alessandra made in response let Jasmine know that her sister had neglected to fill her bestie in on her weekend plans. "Really Allie?!" Alessandra just shrugged. "She'll be fine. Unlike me, Shay get's along great with Ricky's entourage so she'll be in great hands." The bell rung then and the two girls got up from their desks. "I've still got some packing to do so seeing as am going to be home anyway I could help you find something to wear for tonight." Jasmine smiled from ear to ear. "That would be so amazing. Thanks Allie." Alessandra nodded as the two girls left the classroom.
As the two sisters walked out into the hallway they parted ways going to their separate lockers. From out of nowhere as she was walking Jasmine felt arms wrapping around her waist and for a moment she thought it was Isaiah as he did that to her often. "Say you love me enough to come to the party tonight. Pretty pleeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaasssssseeee?" Jasmine smiled as she heard Stella's voice and she laughed when she saw the puppy dog eyed look she was giving her. "I love you enough to go to the party tonight." Jasmine said not even putting up a fight as she had already decided that she would go. "My sister is going to help me pick out something to wear so I've got to stop by my locker than head straight home. What time do want me there by?"
Alessandra was at her locker when she caught sight of Shailene walking over to her out of the corner of her eye. Closing the door to her locker as her bestie made it over to her Alessandra spoke up first before Shailene could utter a word. "Before you even mention the party I've got to tell you that am not going." Alessandra wasn't sure how Shailene would take the news but she wasn't expecting a crazy bad reaction. Shailene was one of the few people who had actually managed to find stable footing in both Aaliyah's inner circle and Ricky's entourage. She had Alessandra which put her in with Aaliyah and then Chadwick who kept her in good with Ricardo's friends. Even thought Alessandra wasn't going to be there tonight she knew Ricky's crew was which meant her best friend would be fine without her.
Janice finished a few classes and just had finished lunch. When she had received a text. It was about students skipping class. She wasn't really one to join in but who knew this might be fun.
Jasmine
-Jas, are you going to skip class? I don't really know if its my style.-
She looked around and decided this outfit she was wearing was not really skipping class material she was dressed as a business woman.
Stella
-Stel, Lesbi-Honest why are we doing this?-
She smiled walked out of the school and went to the mall not to far away. She paid for a pink jacket, pair of pants and a purple top. She changed into it all and walked out there looking great.
She went to the place that Stella had mentioned and looked around. She hoped this was not another plot to get her to come and be mean to her.
The week hadn't really been an eventful one. Erik had pretty much used it to ruminate about what exactly a Neon Lights Party was, well, he had been ruminating about it until Wednesday when he suddenly remembered that the 21. century was full of technological wonders like Google. So for the last two days he and an artistically gifted guy named Alexander from Erik's speech and debate class, who claimed to understand fashion, had been doing some shopping to find clothes suitable for a black-lights. To be honest Erik hadn't really cared much for Alexander's advice and had just settled for a white T-shirt and a pair of normal jeans. For some weird reason he had also picked out a jeans-material vest, which surprisingly enough Alexander didn't protest about. Erik did buy a bottle of glow-in-the-dark paint so he could so something fancy with his bare arms at the party.
Physics had turned out to be so much harder than Erik had expected in his wildest dreams. It could be because it was set right after lunch and if that wasn't bad enough it was even set as each days very last class so students wasn't just drowsy after lunch, they were also tired after a long hard day. For Erik who wasn't used to school days as long as this it was especially hard with a though subject at the end of the day. " Excuse me mate, could send me your notes later? I think I might have slept a little" Erik had to ask his deskmate after he woke up to the sound of the best sound in the world, the last bell friday afternoon. In response Erik got a nod accompanied with a sigh.
As he was leaving class Erik felt his phone buzz in his pants. A small smile spread across Erik's face as he read the text from Sienna. Of course they hadn't talked much after the rec-center, Erik did obey the 'don't text or call her within the first week' rule. Except from when he didn't of course. Even though google had helped him a little Erik was still a bit unsure about what happened at a Neon Lights party, but unfortunately he couldn't ask Sienna about it, last time he tried she had seemed to enjoy playing a little with him and why ruin it for her.
To: Sienna
"Sounds great :) 823 S Hudson Avenue. Btw, need fashion tip: Shave or no shave?"
"Sounds great :) 823 S Hudson Avenue. Btw, need fashion tip: Shave or no shave?"
A quick stop at his locker later Erik was on his way back to the Smith Residence.
Shailene smiled brightly upon approaching her bestie, but the second words fell from Alessandra's mouth, she frowned. She had anticipated Aaliyah not wanting to go. The Queen Bee wouldn't particularly want to go to a party by the Preps unless she knew for a certain that anyone who was anyone would be there or would want to be there. But typically, Shay would be able to convince Alessandra to go with her and that, in turn, might be enough to convince their Queen. However, to get shut down before she even said a word definitely put a damper on her mood. "Why not? I thought it would be fun and you could finally wear that neon pink body-con dress I liked. What other plans could you possibly have that trump going to a party with your own best friend?" She whined with a pout, though she refused to complain and kept it as light as she could. As much as she loved her best friend, she wouldn't throw a bitch fit or be that upset. Admitting that she hadn't wanted to go to the party without her bestie was just pathetic, in her head anyway. And besides, maybe someone else will take her mind off of being abandoned. "You know what? Fine, I won't be a bitch about it. But I want details and I should not be held responsible for whatever I end up doing tonight since someone wants to abandon people and crap," she said after a moment.
Stella practically beamed when Jasmine told her that she was coming. "Thank God! I don't know what I'd do if you weren't there to keep Sienna from trying to set me up with guys. This is going to be great!" For one, Stella was excited that Jasmine was actually going to come. It wasn't every day that a Virtuosi was invited to a party by an A-Lister unless it was Isaiah's and well, Stella had to hear Courtney's mouth after that got around the school. Not that she didn't set the Prep straight, but it had been exhausting. Second, she really did need someone there other than her friends. No offense to Sienna and Ric, but she still wasn't as interested in partying as she had been as a freshman and sophomore. Maybe she had developed an old soul, Stella doesn't know. But if she was going to be anywhere, it needed to at least have one of her best friends. "Doors open at around 9, so no real rush. All you gotta do is show your invite and you're in. Ok, go home. Get all pretty and such, and I will see you later. Tell Allie she's the best!" Stella gave Jas one more hug before jetting off. Now that her companion was secure, she needed to do one last check at the club to make sure everything was in place and then she actually needed to throw her own attire together. Her mom had ordered a body artist to come to the house and help out, and even her hairstylist was coming. She could already sense the beginnings of a great night.
"I see you've got plans for the night," Chad commented as the sought-after latina cheerleader, Adrienne, strutted away from the King of Hollywood High after slipping him her number. Ric smirked as he watched her walk down the hall. "Well, yeah. Turns out fighting for a girl actually works in your favor." Chad snorted and rolled his eyes as he and best friend opened their lockers. Ric eyed him after a bit. "So, what's this I hear about a date?" Chad didn't even ask how he found out, he just sighed. "Yeah, it's a date. I'll be at the party, don't worry." He looked through his things before deciding that his other textbooks at home would suffice for the weekend. Ric didn't say anything for a minute, but when he did, there was an edge when he said, "With Honey." Chad shut his locker and looked at his best friend dead in the face, who was no longer pretending to actually look for anything in his locker. "Yeah, is there going to be a problem?" Both guys stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, neither actually knowing what to do in a situation like this. It wasn't like Ric had ever said he felt anything for Honey and he had known about Chad's crush on her, even teased him on it several times. And yet, for just a moment, a flicker of something - jealousy, perhaps - flashed in Ricky's eyes, but Chad only caught the tail-end of it before his best friend painted on a grin before pounding his fist. "Well, don't do anything I wouldn't do, man." Chad laughed at that as they headed down the hallway. "Not like there's much," he retorted to which they shared a laugh over.
Once he made it home, Chadwick hurried up to pull out some clothes for his evening with Honey. On another day, he would have found something a bit more fitting. However, given what their activities would be after the dinner, what he put together would be reasonable. Couldn't exactly come to a rave-like event with something he'd wear to an informal gala, now could he? After showering and brushing his teeth, Chad threw on his outfit, which consisted of a simple black tank top, neon green pants that would glow in the dark once they got there, and some black sneakers with insoles and laces that glowed green in the dark. Once officially together, he headed downstairs where one of his spray paint artist friends was waiting in the living room. After ten minutes, he had designs on both of his forearms that would glow in the darkness and a face design. While simple, the designs wouldn't be seen until they were inside the club. Just as he finished, he checked his phone to see a text from Honey and hurried to respond.
To: Honey
Omw now. Be there in ten."
Once the text was sent and he had left a message for both of his parents, it was around 6:50. Good. Chad grabbed the keys to his usual vehicle, started it up, and drove in the direction of Honey's penthouse. As soon as he pulled up, he saw Honey waiting in the lobby and while he could have just waited for her to come outside, he parked at the front and came in to get her. He smiled at her wardrobe before remarking, "Well, don't you look raved out. No, seriously, despite how many people are probably about to judge us in this restaurant, you look nice. Ready to go?"
Stella practically beamed when Jasmine told her that she was coming. "Thank God! I don't know what I'd do if you weren't there to keep Sienna from trying to set me up with guys. This is going to be great!" For one, Stella was excited that Jasmine was actually going to come. It wasn't every day that a Virtuosi was invited to a party by an A-Lister unless it was Isaiah's and well, Stella had to hear Courtney's mouth after that got around the school. Not that she didn't set the Prep straight, but it had been exhausting. Second, she really did need someone there other than her friends. No offense to Sienna and Ric, but she still wasn't as interested in partying as she had been as a freshman and sophomore. Maybe she had developed an old soul, Stella doesn't know. But if she was going to be anywhere, it needed to at least have one of her best friends. "Doors open at around 9, so no real rush. All you gotta do is show your invite and you're in. Ok, go home. Get all pretty and such, and I will see you later. Tell Allie she's the best!" Stella gave Jas one more hug before jetting off. Now that her companion was secure, she needed to do one last check at the club to make sure everything was in place and then she actually needed to throw her own attire together. Her mom had ordered a body artist to come to the house and help out, and even her hairstylist was coming. She could already sense the beginnings of a great night.
"I see you've got plans for the night," Chad commented as the sought-after latina cheerleader, Adrienne, strutted away from the King of Hollywood High after slipping him her number. Ric smirked as he watched her walk down the hall. "Well, yeah. Turns out fighting for a girl actually works in your favor." Chad snorted and rolled his eyes as he and best friend opened their lockers. Ric eyed him after a bit. "So, what's this I hear about a date?" Chad didn't even ask how he found out, he just sighed. "Yeah, it's a date. I'll be at the party, don't worry." He looked through his things before deciding that his other textbooks at home would suffice for the weekend. Ric didn't say anything for a minute, but when he did, there was an edge when he said, "With Honey." Chad shut his locker and looked at his best friend dead in the face, who was no longer pretending to actually look for anything in his locker. "Yeah, is there going to be a problem?" Both guys stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, neither actually knowing what to do in a situation like this. It wasn't like Ric had ever said he felt anything for Honey and he had known about Chad's crush on her, even teased him on it several times. And yet, for just a moment, a flicker of something - jealousy, perhaps - flashed in Ricky's eyes, but Chad only caught the tail-end of it before his best friend painted on a grin before pounding his fist. "Well, don't do anything I wouldn't do, man." Chad laughed at that as they headed down the hallway. "Not like there's much," he retorted to which they shared a laugh over.
Once he made it home, Chadwick hurried up to pull out some clothes for his evening with Honey. On another day, he would have found something a bit more fitting. However, given what their activities would be after the dinner, what he put together would be reasonable. Couldn't exactly come to a rave-like event with something he'd wear to an informal gala, now could he? After showering and brushing his teeth, Chad threw on his outfit, which consisted of a simple black tank top, neon green pants that would glow in the dark once they got there, and some black sneakers with insoles and laces that glowed green in the dark. Once officially together, he headed downstairs where one of his spray paint artist friends was waiting in the living room. After ten minutes, he had designs on both of his forearms that would glow in the darkness and a face design. While simple, the designs wouldn't be seen until they were inside the club. Just as he finished, he checked his phone to see a text from Honey and hurried to respond.
To: Honey
Omw now. Be there in ten."
Once the text was sent and he had left a message for both of his parents, it was around 6:50. Good. Chad grabbed the keys to his usual vehicle, started it up, and drove in the direction of Honey's penthouse. As soon as he pulled up, he saw Honey waiting in the lobby and while he could have just waited for her to come outside, he parked at the front and came in to get her. He smiled at her wardrobe before remarking, "Well, don't you look raved out. No, seriously, despite how many people are probably about to judge us in this restaurant, you look nice. Ready to go?"
"Why not? I thought it would be fun and you could finally wear that neon pink body-con dress I liked. What other plans could you possibly have that trump going to a party with your own best friend?" Shailene whined and pouted just as Jasmine had when Alessandra told her. "You remember how Ali said we would go if nothing better came along. Well...something better came along." Alessandra said leaning against her locker. "You know what? Fine, I won't be a bitch about it. But I want details and I should not be held responsible for whatever I end up doing tonight since someone wants to abandon people and crap," Alessandra laughed at Shailene for her dramatics. "Abandoned? Really?" Alessandra said with an amused smirk on her face. "Fine, I won't hold you responsible for your actions, but I will be holding your side-clan responsible for whatever dark, mischievous deeds you fine yourself in tonight." Alessandra said it jokingly but she was serious in her words.
At Izzy's party Shailene had gotten pretty wasted and in the end Alessandra had been there for her bestie and had taken her back to her place that night. This time god forbid Shailene had gotten that drunk again she would like to think that one of Shay's other so-called best friends would be there to do what Alessandra would be over 8,000 miles to far away to do. Yes, Chadwick would be there, but rumors had it he would be busy on his date with Honey, which probably meant he would be ending the night with her the same way he had on the night of Isaiah's party. Sure Ricardo and Sienna would be there, but, Ricky was Ricky and Sienna apparently was going to be boo'd up with some shady looking exchange student who nobody really knew. Alessandra made a mental note to ask her sister to look out for her bestie while she was away. Linking arms with Shay, Alessandra began walking towards the exit heading to the student parking lot. "I promise you will be given all the exclusive deets that everyone on social media will be begging for when I come back on Sunday." As they walked through the double doors that put them outside Alessandra stopped they're small walk. "I've gotta go home and pack. As well as help Jazzy pick out an outfit tonight. Have fun tonight!" Alessandra embraced her friend in a quick hug before running off to get in her car.
Back inside the school, Jasmine just starred at her bestie with a smile on her face as Stella was beyond excited and happy that Jasmine had agreed to go to the Neon Lights party. "Thank God! I don't know what I'd do if you weren't there to keep Sienna from trying to set me up with guys. This is going to be great!" Jasmine laughed as she began walking towards the nearest school exit with Stella in toe. "Doors open at around 9, so no real rush. All you gotta do is show your invite and you're in. Ok, go home. Get all pretty and such, and I will see you later. Tell Allie she's the best!" The two girls shared one last hug before Stella ran off. Jasmine was about to exit the school when she noticed Isaiah in the hallway talking to some guys who she could only assumed were jocks. Racing down the hallway Jasmine tackled her best friend engulfing him in a hug. "Damn Jasmine! When did you become a linebacker." Jasmine laughed taking Isaiah's words as a compliment as he said goodbye to his other friends.
"Sorry! Am just so excited for you! First date in-", Isaiah cut Jasmine off before she could finish her sentence, "Not-a-date. We're just hanging out." Jasmine gave him her 'yeah, okay' look as she nodded her head slowly as if she really believed him. "Whatever you say pretty boy." Jasmine said rolling her eyes as the two of them made there way for the exit. "Anyways, are you going to party tonight at BLOK?" Jasmine nodded again as she looked up at him. "Stella was begging and Allie reminded me that it's not everyday that a non-A-Lister gets invited to an A-Lister party. So, I couldn't really pass up the offer." Isaiah knew that if Jasmine was going to party she was doing it for Stella because Jasmine wasn't the kind of person who cared about popularity and social standings. If she did between Alessandra and Aaliyah she would have been an A-Lister just like he was. Most likely a higher ranking A-Lister. "Alright well I've got to get home and get ready. Have fun but not too much fun. I love you and I'll probably text you tonight. If not I'll call or see you tomorrow." The two hugged and Jasmine gave Isaiah a peck on the cheek, "Have fun on your date. Don't blow it Izzy!" Before he could deny that it was in fact a date for the second time Jasmine jogged off to her car.
Honey grinned at Chadwick as he strolled into her building. She stifled a laugh behind her hand. "I almost didn't recognize you" She said as she walked with him to his car. She had to admit she was very much impressed that he came decked out. As she climbed in the car she took a moment to study his profile. He was so damn cute with his head full of curls. She took his free hand in hers while they drove.
She dragged her eyes away to stare at the road before saying "So I thought about what you said. Well you and Stella." She twirled a lock of her long bangs around her finger, leaving it in a loose curl afterwards. "I'm going to talk to them. I want to be a respected artist you know? I guess for a while I thought that my only asset was my body. You know sex sells. But I don't know I wanna have a kid or kids one day. I don't want them to depend on their looks to get stuff you know?" She didn't say much more, just watched the road. She was content just hanging out with him.
It wasn't a long drive so before long they were pulling up in front of the restaurant. It was obviously expensive but didn't have that over intimidating feel to it. She did however feel watched. it probably had something to do with the amount of skin she was exposing as well as the bright nature of their clothing. She glanced up at Chad who looked as confident as ever. She grinned, it was pretty damn hot. Casually, she slipped under his long arms which covered her naked lower back and tucked into her side.
She could feel her bodyguards presence and a frown immediately replaces the smile her face. By then they were being led to a table out of the way of the patrons. She was happy for the privacy. "Can we get a booth?" She asked Chadwick, rather than the waitress who probably recognized his last name. Brittney, as her nametape read licked her bubblegum pink lips and "discreetly" unbuttoned one of the buttons to her uniform. She leaned over giving them a face full of cleavage before smiling at Chad. Honey rolled her eyes. She wasn't even worried about this girl. Chadwick wasn't into bimbos. The girl let out a sultry "You can get whatever you want" aimed at Chad. Honey simply smiled at him and rolled her eyes in the direction of the bimbo.
"So how do I look?" Jasmine said walking into Alessandra's room wearing the outfit that she and Aaliyah had selected for her to wear to the neon party. "You look perf, Jas." Aaliyah said as she checked out the sexy latina. "Are you sure? I mean don't you guys think I need...more color." Alessandra sighed happily as she ushered her sister over to the vanity. "Well we could have had you painted but we figured you'd prefer a more subtle look." Jasmine gnawed on her bottom lip nervously as Alessandra started on her hair. Jasmine wasn't generally a nervous person. She had been performing in crowds of thousands since she was kid and yet as she sat twiddling her thumbs she couldn't think of a time when she had ever been so nervous.
Her stomach was in knots and every fiber of her being was just pushing her call Stella and tell her that something had come up. She could then hang out at home, call Janice and go over to her house or go to the studio and record a song or two. While this neon lights party wasn't her first A-Lister party it would be her first time attending one that Isaiah and Alessandra wouldn't be going to with her; and that was what was making her nervous. Both her best friend and her sister would be elsewhere and while she still had Stella that wasn't making her feel at ease. "All done. The perfect party pony." Alessandra said as she finished styling Jasmine's hair. "Good call with ponytail. A bunch of sweaty teens all bunched together in a hot musky club is definitely gonna have Jas hair sweated out by the end of the night. At least in a ponytail it won't look like a fizzy mess."
"Alright, well seeing as your about finished here am gonna go get the driver. Are you sure you've packed everything before I have him come up here and get your luggage." Alessandra mused over it for a moment as she had already started on Jasmine's eye makeup. "Pretty sure. If it turns out I did forgot something I'll just buy something to replace it in Australia." Aaliyah nodded, "Okay." Leaving the room she went to get the driver so that he could come upstairs to retrieve Alessandra's luggage.
"So what do you think?" Alessandra asked once she was down turning Jasmine's chair so that she faced the mirror. Alessandra had given Jasmine a sexy cat-eye and had done her lips in the same black and green coloring. "I think tonight would be soooo much better if you were coming to BLOK with me." Jasmine said looking up at her sister with sad eyes that just tugged on Alessandra's heart strings although she didn't let it show. "I love you too Jazzy." Alessandra said giving her sister a light peck on the cheek.
"Look I need you to do me a favor tonight and look out for Shay. My girl got pretty wasted at Izzy's and none of her other so-called friends had been there for her. With me being 8,000 miles away I just wanna make sure that I have someone looking out for her seeing as I won't be there to do so myself." Part of Jasmine wanted to mention that if Alessandra stayed she would be able to look out Shailene herself but she was starting to feel guilty for attempting to guilt trip her sister, so she didn't bring it up. "I'll keep am eye out for your bestie. Promise." Alessandra gave Jasmine a smile that spoke her thanks as Aaliyah returned to the room. "Okay time to get going! Jas you look great. Have fun. Allie move your ass!"
The sisters shared in a laugh as they hadn't even noticed that the driver had already come up and gotten Alessandra baggage. Walking Alessandra downstairs they gave each quick hugs and said their goodbyes. Once Alessandra and Aaliyah were gone Jasmine went to the kitchen to get a snack. There would be no quality food found at the club and the last thing she wanted to do was drink on an empty stomach.
After parting ways with Alessandra, Shailene headed home with a pout on her face and just a bit of aggravation, the complete opposite of what she had shown Allie. While she had grinned and been elated for her bestie, on the inside she was simmering. They had seen ach other all week - ALL WEEK. Allie couldn't have told her she had plans back, maybe, Wednesday!? Shailene didn't want to feel some type of way, but she did and nothing seemed to please her when she returned home. Even her mom knew that she was in a bad mood, which was why she didn't say anything even though they were originally going to work on Shailene's modeling schedule for the school year. She had allowed the Royal to storm up to her room where she stayed through dinner; only Misa, one of the Japanese chefs whom Shailene had a soft spot for, came up to give her dinner. By that time, Shailene had decided that she really wasn't going to go out tonight and thought about texting Jasmine about her plans since she knew the Performer was going for the sake of her own bestie, but opted out of it.
It was around seven o'clock when Shay heard her ringtone for Sienna go off, but she ignored it. She didn't feel like dealing with people, she reasoned, and went back to her textbook. The tone originally had been a play on a time when Sienna had kidnapped both her and Chad, and dragged them to a rave that ended in this bimbo giving Chad a lap dance. A few moments later, her cell rang again and she shoved it under a pillow. Just as she thought the universe had finally understood that she was not in the mood, there was a knock on her door before it was opened and Shay sighed loudly, waiting for whoever it was to turn the corner. "Told you her ass was probably pouting." Shailene was confused when she saw Ric and Sienna rounding the corner. "What are you two doing here? I thought you were getting an artist to come to your house for you and the Devil Girls." Sienna shrugged and Ric, without asking, plopped himself on Shay's bed. She rolled her eyes at him and he politely settled his head on her lap. "Yeah, but then I called your place and your mom picked up, and I asked if she knew what you were wearing cuz you two share whatever mindset, and then she said you didn't wanna go - which, btw, you don't have a choice about anymore - and here we are." Shailene had to take a moment to process the fact that her mother actually had a conversation with Sienna since the singer was not high on her mother's list of 'friends of her daughter's that she actually liked.' However, she did hear the part about having to go to the party. "I'm kinda not in the mood and..I-I-I-I really have a lot of reading this weekend - " Ric stopped her from going any farther. "Either you go find something to wear or Sia raids your closet again. And you know I have no problem with taking your clothes off." Shailene glowered while Sienna put on a disgusted face. "Ew, Ric. That's like, incest." She said and headed to Shailene's large closet, all the while texting Erik back.
To: Erik
Definitely shave. Apparently, evry1 thinks u look shady D: Idk, just shave.
"Ok, ok - I'm up. Don't ruin my closet. We just organized everything, not to mention the fact the fact that Mom bought me more clothes." Shailene hurried to explain and jumped off of her bed. Ric had to get up to allow her to do so, but settled back on the mattress he had been very comfortable with at one point. Sienna only grinned before swinging the doors open and going through Shailene's things. Shay was actually surprised by the fact that they cared enough to make her go out. Sienna was supposed to be taking her new boytoy and Ric...well, she expected him to already have some random chick on his sleeve. "You look constipated. Stop with the face." Sienna said distractedly, browsing through Shailene's selection of crop tops before eyeing the somewhat shorter girl. "Do you have a really sexy bra?" Shailene simply gave her a look before walking over to her lingerie section. Back outside of the closet, Ric went through the bags he and Sienna brought to find his things. The girls would probably take ten years to get ready; he might as well get started so that he could aggravate Shailene's kitchen staff in favor of snacks.
It was around seven o'clock when Shay heard her ringtone for Sienna go off, but she ignored it. She didn't feel like dealing with people, she reasoned, and went back to her textbook. The tone originally had been a play on a time when Sienna had kidnapped both her and Chad, and dragged them to a rave that ended in this bimbo giving Chad a lap dance. A few moments later, her cell rang again and she shoved it under a pillow. Just as she thought the universe had finally understood that she was not in the mood, there was a knock on her door before it was opened and Shay sighed loudly, waiting for whoever it was to turn the corner. "Told you her ass was probably pouting." Shailene was confused when she saw Ric and Sienna rounding the corner. "What are you two doing here? I thought you were getting an artist to come to your house for you and the Devil Girls." Sienna shrugged and Ric, without asking, plopped himself on Shay's bed. She rolled her eyes at him and he politely settled his head on her lap. "Yeah, but then I called your place and your mom picked up, and I asked if she knew what you were wearing cuz you two share whatever mindset, and then she said you didn't wanna go - which, btw, you don't have a choice about anymore - and here we are." Shailene had to take a moment to process the fact that her mother actually had a conversation with Sienna since the singer was not high on her mother's list of 'friends of her daughter's that she actually liked.' However, she did hear the part about having to go to the party. "I'm kinda not in the mood and..I-I-I-I really have a lot of reading this weekend - " Ric stopped her from going any farther. "Either you go find something to wear or Sia raids your closet again. And you know I have no problem with taking your clothes off." Shailene glowered while Sienna put on a disgusted face. "Ew, Ric. That's like, incest." She said and headed to Shailene's large closet, all the while texting Erik back.
To: Erik
Definitely shave. Apparently, evry1 thinks u look shady D: Idk, just shave.
"Ok, ok - I'm up. Don't ruin my closet. We just organized everything, not to mention the fact the fact that Mom bought me more clothes." Shailene hurried to explain and jumped off of her bed. Ric had to get up to allow her to do so, but settled back on the mattress he had been very comfortable with at one point. Sienna only grinned before swinging the doors open and going through Shailene's things. Shay was actually surprised by the fact that they cared enough to make her go out. Sienna was supposed to be taking her new boytoy and Ric...well, she expected him to already have some random chick on his sleeve. "You look constipated. Stop with the face." Sienna said distractedly, browsing through Shailene's selection of crop tops before eyeing the somewhat shorter girl. "Do you have a really sexy bra?" Shailene simply gave her a look before walking over to her lingerie section. Back outside of the closet, Ric went through the bags he and Sienna brought to find his things. The girls would probably take ten years to get ready; he might as well get started so that he could aggravate Shailene's kitchen staff in favor of snacks.
Chad blushed just a bit at Honey's acknowledgement of his look for the evening. It definitely was a bit out of his realm and he might have actually text Shay to help him (he noted how unenthused she actually sounded over the phone, but chose to leave it alone until he saw her). He didn't want to look like he was trying too hard for the party, but he also didn't want to come off like he didn't care when Honey was...well, Honey. She was on a completely different level than him and as he recalled at the game, everyone looked...perturbed by the idea of a girl like her wanting someone like him. Yeah, Chad was rich and probably one of the richest in the school, but so were guys like Ric and Izzy. He was the cute guy of his circle and Honey was one of the hottest - if not, THE - hottest girls in the school. He needed to at least attempt to reach her level. Despite how unaffected he liked to seem, Chad did still have worries. Though, he tried to keep that off his face when he replied, "Well, I didn't want to be the only dumb ass not wearing something that glowed in the dark." They walked over to his car and after helping her get in, he quickly went to the other side of the car to climb in quickly. Already a bit nervous, he slightly tensed when Honey reached for his hand, but quickly told himself to chill the fuck out and her hand.
The drive to the restaurant wasn't long, but it definitely felt that way with the fact that Honey continued to stare at him and Chad licked his lower lip nervously. He didn't understand why he was feeling so...excited; they were just going out. He went out before. This was nothing new and yeah, it was his first actual date since Shay, but still. He spent too much time with Honey to suddenly feel like a thirteen year old. Luckily for him, she turned away and began talking, and he took a breath he hadn't even realized he was holding. "That's great," he said after clearing his throat, a bit more relaxed. "You were always more than your body, Honey. You're tough, beautiful, fun, and you deserve to be whoever you want to be, not what your label wants. And if they're being too hard on you, you have a lot of people who have your back, including me." He met her gaze at that last note before returning his attention to the road, a small smile on his face as he squeezed her hand reassuringly.
When they arrived, Honey tucked herself under his arm and Chad complied, rubbing her bare arm gently as they entered the establishment. He nodded at her request for a booth and knew the perfect one, following behind Brittney who led them to one of the more private areas of the restaurant. Honey made a face and he grinned, not really reacting to the flirtatious raven-haired woman. Brittney had been the waitress for him and his parents the last time they were at the restaurant; he was already used to her. He tapped her shoulder once they got to the booth, signaling that that was the one he wanted. It was in nestled in a nice little corner with the window on the left, and a stunning view of Los Angeles. It had always been his favorite. As they sat and Brittney practically purred at him, Chad chuckled smiling at Honey only. "As I told you last time, Brittney, I don't need or want anything you have to offer. Now, can we get the Taste of California, if that's alright?" He directed the last part of the question to Honey. "This was the tasting course I was talking about. They let you sample small servings of different things and it won't make you too stuffed. Unless you want something else?" He showed Honey the California tasting menu, but then gestured to the other one.
The drive to the restaurant wasn't long, but it definitely felt that way with the fact that Honey continued to stare at him and Chad licked his lower lip nervously. He didn't understand why he was feeling so...excited; they were just going out. He went out before. This was nothing new and yeah, it was his first actual date since Shay, but still. He spent too much time with Honey to suddenly feel like a thirteen year old. Luckily for him, she turned away and began talking, and he took a breath he hadn't even realized he was holding. "That's great," he said after clearing his throat, a bit more relaxed. "You were always more than your body, Honey. You're tough, beautiful, fun, and you deserve to be whoever you want to be, not what your label wants. And if they're being too hard on you, you have a lot of people who have your back, including me." He met her gaze at that last note before returning his attention to the road, a small smile on his face as he squeezed her hand reassuringly.
When they arrived, Honey tucked herself under his arm and Chad complied, rubbing her bare arm gently as they entered the establishment. He nodded at her request for a booth and knew the perfect one, following behind Brittney who led them to one of the more private areas of the restaurant. Honey made a face and he grinned, not really reacting to the flirtatious raven-haired woman. Brittney had been the waitress for him and his parents the last time they were at the restaurant; he was already used to her. He tapped her shoulder once they got to the booth, signaling that that was the one he wanted. It was in nestled in a nice little corner with the window on the left, and a stunning view of Los Angeles. It had always been his favorite. As they sat and Brittney practically purred at him, Chad chuckled smiling at Honey only. "As I told you last time, Brittney, I don't need or want anything you have to offer. Now, can we get the Taste of California, if that's alright?" He directed the last part of the question to Honey. "This was the tasting course I was talking about. They let you sample small servings of different things and it won't make you too stuffed. Unless you want something else?" He showed Honey the California tasting menu, but then gestured to the other one.
Honey smiled at Chad's response. It may sound petty and childish but it made her happy to hear him reject her. She nodded and slid in next to him rather than across from him. She preferred the intimacy of booths over the awkward straightforwardness of tables. Not to mention it was so much easier to kiss in booths. Not that she expected to be kissed but if he did it would be easier in a booth. "That sounds great" She said looking him in the eye "I trust you have good taste"
Brittney huffed away with their orders and Honey smiled lightly. So what if she was being immature? That girl shouldn't have hit on him on their date. She deserved to be immature. She noticed Chad's nervousness and smiled, "I don't want you to be nervous around me. " She said simply. She scooted closer to him laced their fingers together, "There's probably lots of guys I could go on a date with but the only guy I want to go on a date with is you. I hope you feel the same way."
Honey sort of draped herself against Chadwick's body, which was quickly becoming a habit of hers. Her legs were draped over his, her body pressed against his side, and her head tucked into his shoulder. One of her hands had been playing in the soft curls at the nape of her neck. She did the same thing to baby Gino whenever she got the chance.
She gazed out the window to the view of L.A. "This is beautiful." She murmured as she watched the people moving at the quick pace of L.A. When she turned her head she was face to face with Chadwick. Her eyes fell on his lips before she dragged them back to his eyes.
Unfortunately Brittany chose at that exact moment to come back with their food. Honey almost blushed. She reached for the caviar first, a personal preference of hers. She moaned in ecstasy as soon as it hit her taste buds. "This is so good". She dipped another rye crisp in the caviar this time she held it out for Chad with her eyebrows raised. When he let her feed him she grinned at him . "I know you know it's good but it's always better when you share it with someone right?" She said.
She glanced back at him and saw that he had a little speck of caviar on his lower lip. She bit her lip for a moment before deciding to just go for it. She leaned over and kissed him gently, sucking a bit on his lower lip before breaking it off. "Taste better on you too" She said a bit breathlessly before going back to their meal.
The rest of Edgar and Angel's day at the beach was rather mundane, sure it was fun but, not much happened other than them getting there, Edgar giving Angel an outfit for tShe he beach and another outfit for her... hang out, for lack of a better word with Isaiah. Oh, that also happened, they talked a lot about the whole Izzy, Allie, and Leah thing. Whether or not Izzy would actually handle it, Edgar... being somewhat friends with his teammate kept telling his friend that she had nothing to worry about that if Izzy said it was handled then it was handled, end of story but, Angel kept it in her mind that at the end of the day Aaliyah and Alessandra were going to do... something to her and she was going to prepare herself.
They spent the rest of their day on the beach; relaxing, roller blading, and volleyball to help Angel get ready for the beginning of the season. But, before all else they did their favorite pastimes; flirting and kissing. Hell, they would have gone further if the guys were so... average. But, beggars can't be choosers, so they worked with what they had. Once they passed the 'A-group' and Jasmine but, they were too busy to see the two blade by the store they were in. She saw Alessandra knock some stuff over which, to be honest she did enjoy seeing for a brief second.
~~~~~~Friday~~~~~
"C'mon, Edgar. I gotta get home and get ready." Angel said as she walked back up to her best friend who had just finished kissing his boyfriend, at least for now. The two of them were even more confusing than Pam and Jim Halpert from The Office, well at least how they were the first few seasons before they got married and everything. But, that was beyond the point. The point was she just wanted the two of them to admit that they did want to just calm down and be together but, both of them mostly Edgar had too much pride to admit it especially to himself. She watched them kiss once more as Angel rolled her eyes. Pierre chuckled as he looked behind his much taller boyfriend followed by Edgar joining in on the chuckling. She mocked them as she sighed sharply. "Yea, yea, I know. I'm hilarious, now let's go I have a--.."
"A what, Angel my dear?" Pierre asked with a smirk on his face, as he didn't know. He was as big as a gossip as Edgar if not bigger, the only difference was that Edgar was popular enough to spread it around quicker than Pierre. "Yea, Angel. What do you have plan for tonight?" Edgar asked from over his shoulder after nudging the blonde softly. God, he loved how they could both mess with Angel. She gave both of the boys the death stare before growling softly. "Look, come on! You have the outfit in your car." She reminded him.
"Outfit?" Pierre looked towards as Edgar as the three finally started to walk towards their cars. "Since she has a date with Prince Charming, I thought Cinderella needed something new to wear." She rolled her eyes and sighed before saying for, what felt like the hundredth time; "It. Is. Not. A. Date. We're just hanging out, besides all we're probably going to do is eat something and then have sex." Edgar and Pierre chuckled at how open Angel was with how she thought tonight was going to go. "The fact that you're so open about your intentions is so... refreshing, Angel." Pierre said to the smaller girl as he opened the trunk of Edgar's Bentley to see the outfit. Pierre, being one who loved nice clothing just nodding in approval as he watched his boyfriend come back to the trunk with them. Edgar wrapped his arms around Pierre. "You know, you're fashion sense is improve tremendously, my love." Edgar kissed his cheek before letting him go. "Yea, I know right. I'm amazing." Edgar stated as the other two rolled their eyes. Angel grabbed the outfit before closing the trunk. She looked towards the two before rolling her eyes again at how adorable they were. "What, Angel. What do you have to say?"
Her mouth hung open for a second before she closed it and just shook her head. "Nothing, nothing at all, lovebirds. I'll see you around." She told the two as she got in her car which was right next to Edgar's. As she turned on the car started to pull away she saw Pierre poke his head through the driver's side window with Edgar as they both said in unison, "Have fun on your date!"
"Have fun on your date!" She just rolled her eyes once more before giving them the bird. She had more things to worry about than those lovebirds being on her case about hanging out with Isaiah. Like, what if he didn't handle things with Aaliyah and Alessandra, then what? Would they just not hang out or would they hang out and Angel would have to deal with a shitstorm after. Either way, it would suck
~~~~~~Back at Angel's home~~~~~
For the next hour or so, Angel was getting ready to hang out with Izzy, she put her hair up in a high ponytail, wrapped in a black ribbon. She spent twenty to thirty minutes, easily to get her hair just right, not to mention how long it took her to actually get dressed. She was going to wear something other than what Edgar had given her, but after thinking about it. When would she ever be able to say, she wore an exclusive, not even out yet Beauchamp black cutout jacket? Exactly, probably never again if she didn't wear it now. So, she sucked it up and looked at herself in approval. Now all she had to do is do her makeup just right.
"What are you doing here?! Aren't you suppose to be shaking your ass down at BLOK?" Jasmine rolled her eyes as she pushed pass Isaiah walking into his house. "Relax! Am still going." Jasmine said as she walked to the living room with Isaiah following behind her. "Stella said I don't need to be there till nine, so, I decided to drop in on you to see if you were starting to feel nervous about your date." Jasmine said grinningly as she plopped down on Isaiah's sofa. He didn't even bother to say for the what would have felt like the 1000th time that it wasn't a date as he just rolled his eyes and sat down next to her. "I'm not the one stalling." Isaiah said knowing Jasmine well enough to know the real reason she was at his place. "I'm not --" The look Isaiah was giving her made her cut her sentence as the both knew the real truth. "Okay, fine! I'm stalling. Whatever. Don't change the subject. How are you feeling?"
Isaiah gave a nonchalantly shrug, "I'm good. I handled everything with Allie and Leah...or more so I guilt tripped Leah and she handle everything with Alessandra for me." Isaiah said with a laugh before continuing on with what he was saying. "Either way I don't have to worry about either them or their minions doing everything to sabotage my evening. I called Jillian's when I got home and everything is good with that. Thanks again for bringing up this place again. I checked it out yesterday and I liked it." Jasmine who had been cooing at Jake looked over at her bestie, "No problem. That place is amazing. You guys are gonna have a blast." Jillian's was the place Justin's Baby video was shot and Jasmine had recalled how much fun her, Justin and the other teens had had goofing around in-between takes. It was the perfect place to go for a pressure-free causal first 'not-a-date'.
"Yeah, well, speaking of Jillian's...I should get going. I've gotta pick up Angel in East LA. Make sure you lock up and set the alarm when you go." Isaiah said getting up off the sofa. "Will do captain!" Jasmine said as she stretched out on the sofa. "Jas, don't stay for too long. I want you to go to that party. It'll be fun. Plus, Stella will be really upset if you flake on her." He gave her his serious look and she nodded before saying, "Have a good time Izzy. Don't forget to use protection." The last part she said with a smirk and Isaiah rolled his eyes giving Jake a quick pat on the head before leaving.
Thirty minutes later Isaiah's GPS was telling him that he had arrived at his destination. 1267 North Hicks Avenue, East Los Angeles, CA. Getting out of his car he walked up to the front door and knocked twice before stepping back and waiting for someone to answer the door.
Chad smiled upon Honey's answer and didn't pull away when she scooted herself closer, raising an eyebrow at the displeased expression on Brittney's face. She knew from the beginning that he wasn't interested in her and seeing how he came in with another female, that should have been blatant enough. He rolled his eyes, unimpressed by Brittney's miniature tantrum as she grabbed up their menus and promised to be back with water and their food.
Apparently, Chad hadn't noticed that she had come as close as she had because suddenly she was right there and her hand was on his, and yeah he jumped. Like a little bitch, the Ric in his head admonished, but he squashed that down when Honey spoke. He would never be able to explain it, but somehow her words had been enough to placate him. Calm him. He smiled sheepishly. "I was that obvious, huh?" At her admittance that she pretty much had only wanted to come on the date with him, Chad swore something jumped in his chest and he replied, "Of course I do." Chad wasn't the best with admissions of feelings and all that jazz, not like the lies Ric could feed someone and he wasn't expressive in his countenance as Stella and maybe Shailene. Yet and still, he found himself quite comfortable in this predicament he was in with Honey. She didn't notice him staring at her while she was gazing at the window, and while it was probably the corniest thing he would say all night, he wasn't talking about the view when he said, "Yeah," after she called it gorgeous.
Finally, Brittney returned (with a serious attitude that Chad would call the manager about later) with their food and Honey was the first to dig in. He wanted her to try everything first anyway. He chuckled at the obviously pleased expression on her face at the first taste of caviar. "I'm glad you like it." He said with a small smile. He was pleasantly surprised by her offering him a piece and bit into her offering. Caviar was a slightly salty delicacy that took him a few years to actually like and while it wasn't his favorite thing in the entire world, he wasn't exactly against it. And maybe Honey feeding it to him helped with that...just a bit. He was about to reach for another one when he noticed Honey staring at him rather, intensely, and was about to form a question when her lips touched his. His mind went blank at that moment that whatever piece of rye he had dropped back onto the platter. All too quickly, she had pulled away and Chad stared at her, somewhat dazed.
On any other day, he might have nervously left it alone and went back to eating with a definitely flush on his face. However, his brain couldn't exactly focus on that task. His gaze was too preoccupied with her lips and in a lower register, he said, "You're probably right...but to be sure..." Summoning all the courage and boldness he didn't have, he grasped her chin gently in his hand and kissed her, a bit more deeply than the one she had given, tasting both the caviar and something that was just her and somehow, the fact that they were in a restaurant slipped from his mind.
Apparently, Chad hadn't noticed that she had come as close as she had because suddenly she was right there and her hand was on his, and yeah he jumped. Like a little bitch, the Ric in his head admonished, but he squashed that down when Honey spoke. He would never be able to explain it, but somehow her words had been enough to placate him. Calm him. He smiled sheepishly. "I was that obvious, huh?" At her admittance that she pretty much had only wanted to come on the date with him, Chad swore something jumped in his chest and he replied, "Of course I do." Chad wasn't the best with admissions of feelings and all that jazz, not like the lies Ric could feed someone and he wasn't expressive in his countenance as Stella and maybe Shailene. Yet and still, he found himself quite comfortable in this predicament he was in with Honey. She didn't notice him staring at her while she was gazing at the window, and while it was probably the corniest thing he would say all night, he wasn't talking about the view when he said, "Yeah," after she called it gorgeous.
Finally, Brittney returned (with a serious attitude that Chad would call the manager about later) with their food and Honey was the first to dig in. He wanted her to try everything first anyway. He chuckled at the obviously pleased expression on her face at the first taste of caviar. "I'm glad you like it." He said with a small smile. He was pleasantly surprised by her offering him a piece and bit into her offering. Caviar was a slightly salty delicacy that took him a few years to actually like and while it wasn't his favorite thing in the entire world, he wasn't exactly against it. And maybe Honey feeding it to him helped with that...just a bit. He was about to reach for another one when he noticed Honey staring at him rather, intensely, and was about to form a question when her lips touched his. His mind went blank at that moment that whatever piece of rye he had dropped back onto the platter. All too quickly, she had pulled away and Chad stared at her, somewhat dazed.
On any other day, he might have nervously left it alone and went back to eating with a definitely flush on his face. However, his brain couldn't exactly focus on that task. His gaze was too preoccupied with her lips and in a lower register, he said, "You're probably right...but to be sure..." Summoning all the courage and boldness he didn't have, he grasped her chin gently in his hand and kissed her, a bit more deeply than the one she had given, tasting both the caviar and something that was just her and somehow, the fact that they were in a restaurant slipped from his mind.
"You suck for not coming," Stella stated and dug her fork into her burrito bowl from Chipotle. They were on Wilshire Boulevard and Stella had come back from checking to make sure everything was ready at the club. The bubble machine had just been finished, the DJ was finishing setting up, the balloons for the dares were already blown up, and she had already seen the neon colored special drinks that would be served. Courtney had the glow sticks that would be dispersed when people entered, so all Stella had to do was get ready herself. Across from her, her friend and (occasional) film partner shrugged and bit into his burrito.
"You've got your bestie. You're good." He told her after a few carefully measured chews. Stella gave him a look, stirring up the food in her bowl for a moment so that the salsa and sour cream could touch the white rice down below. "Still, you're gonna be stuck in your house watching sci-fi films or shows, doing nothing when you could be doing someone." Gregg snorted out a laugh, covering his mouth to keep any food from coming out. "What happened to the whole 'virgin' thing you always scream about?" She flipped her hair dramatically and proclaimed, "I said I had virgin ears, not a mouth. And shut up! You know what I meant, mister." Gregg only laughed at her and playfully, she tossed a chip at him that his forehead. He only retaliated and they probably would have had an all-out war if she hadn't decided that she actually did want to eat chips and one of the guys who manned the burrito line gave them a look. "Anyway, I thought you weren't in to parties anymore. I don't think Courtney was pushy enough to talk you into this one." Stella shook her head slowly before admitting, "No, that was all Ness. She was like, you need to still be a teenager and try to enjoy yourself outside of your room or the dance studio. Plus, it kinda puts a damper on the Hudgens legacy of throwing decent parties. Not that I'm ever getting on Isaiah's level." Gregg made a face, but he didn't make his typical snarky remark about any of the A-Listers and Stella didn't need him to. To be completely honest, she didn't care about whatever legacy Vanessa wanted her to leave behind. Stella wasn't her sister. She wasn't the immature party girl or the one who danced on top of bars. She would leave that to her sister's memory. But she was someone who wanted to have fun occasionally and this was her seeking it out without Jas or anyone else's help.
They ate in relative silence after that, both trying to finish their food so that they could go their merry ways. Stella was eating because she knew that at some point in the night, while she didn't need it, she was at least going to get a Sangria. Or, maybe something that wasn't as strong. She didn't know. But it was better to be safe than sorry. Gregg was just there to keep her company. "I'm surprised you aren't already dressed." He finally complimented now that he was half finished with his burrito. "Nah, I wanted to get home and take a shower first. But I did go to the salon to get these pink tinsels in my hair." Placed in several different places to make them look like natural highlights, the pink extensions would glow neon pink in the dark and shimmered under any light with just a flick of her head in any direction. "And if that was your way of worrying about me, you could just - " Gregg stopped her. "No." Pouting, Stella went back to her food. The two finished up, and like always, Gregg cleaned up their area before they headed out.
"I'm helping Sienna out at her studio tomorrow if you wanna come," Stella offered as Gregg walked her to her car. "I'll think about it. Have fun tonight." She smiled up at him. "You try to do the same. I'll text you when I get home." They hugged before he watched her climb into her vehicle before driving off. Knowing that she safe and on her way home, Gregg walked over to his Moped, revved it up, and headed on home.
"You've got your bestie. You're good." He told her after a few carefully measured chews. Stella gave him a look, stirring up the food in her bowl for a moment so that the salsa and sour cream could touch the white rice down below. "Still, you're gonna be stuck in your house watching sci-fi films or shows, doing nothing when you could be doing someone." Gregg snorted out a laugh, covering his mouth to keep any food from coming out. "What happened to the whole 'virgin' thing you always scream about?" She flipped her hair dramatically and proclaimed, "I said I had virgin ears, not a mouth. And shut up! You know what I meant, mister." Gregg only laughed at her and playfully, she tossed a chip at him that his forehead. He only retaliated and they probably would have had an all-out war if she hadn't decided that she actually did want to eat chips and one of the guys who manned the burrito line gave them a look. "Anyway, I thought you weren't in to parties anymore. I don't think Courtney was pushy enough to talk you into this one." Stella shook her head slowly before admitting, "No, that was all Ness. She was like, you need to still be a teenager and try to enjoy yourself outside of your room or the dance studio. Plus, it kinda puts a damper on the Hudgens legacy of throwing decent parties. Not that I'm ever getting on Isaiah's level." Gregg made a face, but he didn't make his typical snarky remark about any of the A-Listers and Stella didn't need him to. To be completely honest, she didn't care about whatever legacy Vanessa wanted her to leave behind. Stella wasn't her sister. She wasn't the immature party girl or the one who danced on top of bars. She would leave that to her sister's memory. But she was someone who wanted to have fun occasionally and this was her seeking it out without Jas or anyone else's help.
They ate in relative silence after that, both trying to finish their food so that they could go their merry ways. Stella was eating because she knew that at some point in the night, while she didn't need it, she was at least going to get a Sangria. Or, maybe something that wasn't as strong. She didn't know. But it was better to be safe than sorry. Gregg was just there to keep her company. "I'm surprised you aren't already dressed." He finally complimented now that he was half finished with his burrito. "Nah, I wanted to get home and take a shower first. But I did go to the salon to get these pink tinsels in my hair." Placed in several different places to make them look like natural highlights, the pink extensions would glow neon pink in the dark and shimmered under any light with just a flick of her head in any direction. "And if that was your way of worrying about me, you could just - " Gregg stopped her. "No." Pouting, Stella went back to her food. The two finished up, and like always, Gregg cleaned up their area before they headed out.
"I'm helping Sienna out at her studio tomorrow if you wanna come," Stella offered as Gregg walked her to her car. "I'll think about it. Have fun tonight." She smiled up at him. "You try to do the same. I'll text you when I get home." They hugged before he watched her climb into her vehicle before driving off. Knowing that she safe and on her way home, Gregg walked over to his Moped, revved it up, and headed on home.
Honey lost the ability to form words the moment Chadwick brought his lips to hers. She was not expecting that in the slightest. Somehow it didn't matter that they were in a restaurant. It didn't matter that people could see them or that this might end up on some gossip blog somewhere. All that mattered was him and her and those delectable lips of his. She knew she should pull back, take things slower but for whatever reason that couldn't seem to register in her mind.
Take things slow, finish your meal. She tried to reason with herself but it wasn't working. She gripped Chad's shirt, pulling herself even closer to him. She would have never guessed that between the two of them Chad would be the one in charge. If she was completely honest she usually preferred to be in charge but she was completely ok with him leading their course. "We... should... stop". She said in between kisses though, based on the fact that her hands were still fisted in his shirt and her body was still molded to his, it was obvious she didn't want to. She was glad Chad had picked out a booth that was so private. She had moved on to his neck when they were interrupted.
Brittney the Bitch, as she had quickly named her, stood before them with a smug grin. "I just wanted to know the food was to your liking?" She said snidely. Honey quickly assessed the situation. she was sitting sideways in Chad's lap, her bun was mussed up, Chad's lips were slightly pouty and he had at least three hickeys on neck. They probably wouldn't be noticeable in his regular attire but were clearly visible in his tank. She smiled at Chadwick, "It was perfect" She said assuringly.
She slid off his lap, but remained close enough that their thighs were touching. "You have a little bit of lipstick on you." She said sliding the pad of her thumb across his bottom lip. "We should probably go before I convince you to skip the party and have a night in with me." Which she honestly would have preferred over a hot busy party. She quickly pulled her hair out of the bun, which was pretty much unfixable, and ran her hands through it. Once she was thoroughly satisfied she held intertwined their hands again and slid out the booth.
"I'm sorry we didn't get to enjoy the food. I'm just way too giddy too eat now." She said as they walked out. She bit her lip guiltily, "Though that definitely is in my top 5 dates ever." She glanced at his neck where the hickeys were and bit back a grin. She liked seeing that on him, she wondered if he'd like to see them on her. She'd have to ask him that one day.
"And this is why I love your place!" Ric exclaimed when a few kitchen staff, including Misa, came in with trays for the three kids. Shailene was in the bathroom and Sienna was seated on her floor, allowing her nails to dry. On each tray sat a glass of coconut water and a bowl of homemade ramen with cut up chicken breast, poached egg, scallions, carrots, and cooked in a chicken broth. "It will help with dehydration," Misa had told Ric when she had decided to make that for them. It would be filling enough to line their stomachs to absorb alcohol content, and hydrating enough to prevent a headache. Not that Shailene felt like drinking particularly. She was in a better mood now that her own nails were done and she had showered. But she wasn't feeling her best. Sienna glanced at Ric. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Ric grinned at his best friend. "Your house sucks." Sienna rolled her eyes as she grabbed her chopsticks. "Says the guy who has a bedroom, private bathroom, and walk in closet at my house." She didn't pay attention to Ricky's very smug face. "Don't be so jealous." He said and she flicked a scallion from her bowl at him. "Fuck you." The two dug into their individual bowls as Shailene stepped out of the bathroom.
"Do not get anything on my bed. The covers and sheets were just changed," she told Ric with a warning look before approaching her own bowl, which was on the dresser. Instead of eating, she grasped the bottle and drank the cool liquid. Misa came in with extra napkins and seasonings and Shailene smiled appreciatively, offering a respectful bow that she had learned from Michael. "Arigatou-gozaimasu," Shailene exclaimed. She had practiced saying that for the last year and while Misa did speak English, Shailene still wanted to be respectful to the woman's culture. It was the same with all the staff. She had learned everyone's names and a bit of their background, not because anyone told her to, but because she wanted. Misa bowed back to her with a polite nod and left the room. "Didn't know you spoke Japanese." Shailene shook her head and moved her food to the floor with Sienna. "I don't, but she's my fave. Mostly everyone else speaks English or French, and maybe Spanish. So, she and only two other people speak Japanese and I like learning." Ric hummed after slurping his noodles. "I'm surprised Chad hasn't tried getting you to master the language or something. He loves Japanese." Stella too, but Ric's brain had only brought up his best friend. His other one perked up for a moment. "Where is Boy Wonder, anyway?" "On a date," said both Ric and Shailene and she looked at them peculiarly. "With Honey," Shailene added and twirled her chopsticks in the noodles. Apparently, Sienna had been way too focused on the sign-ups for clubs, classes, the party, and the meeting with her label yesterday because she surely had not known that.
"You're shitting me," she said and Shailene shook her head with a grin. "Obviously not since he's not here." Ric said on a very sour note and Shay tossed him a confused look that he ignored. Sienna glared at him. "Don't be a bitch. He's had a crush on her longer than you." Shay nearly spat her food out, gaping at Ric and Sienna in surprise. "You've got a thing for Honey!?" Sienna wrinkled her nose. "Gross, right?" Shailene paused to give her friend an admonishing look. "What? Come on, you know I was joking. Honey's hot. Chad's lucky. No, she's lucky. Chad's awesome." Shailene rolled her eyes before focusing on Ric. "I just wanna fuck her. Simple as that. I'm just surprised Ivy League actually had the balls to ask her out." Sienna picked up a few pieces of chicken before eyeing Ric. He didn't call Chad 'Ivy League.' The other jocks did, some teasingly and others because they were jealous assholes. Never Ric. This was his way of pretending that he was unaffected - by being a dick. And if he was already like this now, there was no telling what would happen before the night was over. He was too much of a friend to ruin Chad's night, especially in public. But that didn't mean he wouldn't do something...stupid. Great! Now I've gotta babysit, she thought.
"Since he's being a pissy little bitch and we just got you to stop," she began and both Shay and Ric scowled at her. "Hurry up and eat so we can get be out and about for the night. Gotta pick someone up anyway." Shailene rolled her eyes at the thought of having to pick up Sienna's boytoy, but complied to the Devil Girls' leader anyway. She was the only one not ready anyway. While the girls had been rifling through Shailene's large selection of clothing, Ric had already went to his room, showered, and then got dressed. He wore a simple yet fun tank, red shorts that would glow in the dark, and black and red sneakers. The red in his shoes would glow as well and the colorful outline on his top would too. He hadn't wanted any body art on him. Because it was a him and Sienna thing, he would get the glow stick necklace there and there was paint there if he ended up wanting anything.
Sienna had came dressed in her ensemble, which had consisted of a rivet-embellished neon green crop top, washed denim shorts over dark tights with minor and carefully placed tears, and Giuseppe Zanotti sneakers that would be easier to dance in for her than heels. Shailene had been in too many fashion shows and around too many artists not to be able to help her friend with her make-up and nails. Sienna had decided to wear one of her chokers, a 'Parental Advisory' bracelet, and a pair of silver hoops on to finish the look, and had her hair styled in a messy bun. Once Shailene finished eating, she went back into her closet to get dressed.
First, she applied Jergens Shimmer Lotion to her entire body to, firstly, hydrate her skin but also give her soft skin a subtle golden glow before slipping on her Victoria's Secret bra and panties set. Sienna had said they were trying it with the blue-green color, but after picking out her shoes, Shailene went for it. Besides, it was a bombshell bra. Who didn't like bombshell bras? Afterwards, she pulled on a pair of denim Abercrombie & Fitch shorts and her wedge sandals. The multi-colored shoes would glow in the dark and were manageable enough for Shay to move for the night in. She had been on too many runways and in too many photo shoots where she could never get off her feet in heels. At this point, she really wasn't concerned with a party that she would only be at for a few hours. Shailene had already had French tips, but now they were more fitting for the evening]. "Someone's going all out tonight," Sienna had commented and Shay had shrugged after deciding everything. Fuck it, if Allie could go across seas for the night, why the hell couldn't Shay look her damn best? Satisfied and not caring because Ric had seen her too many times without her bra for her to be worried about him seeing her in it now, she walked out of the closet and shut that light off, closing the door behind her. "Fix me. We only have so much time before we have to start heading to the club." Sienna smirked. "Bossy much?" She joked and Shay shrugged. "You want me at this party, don't you?" She retorted sassily and sat in front of her vanity, where the curlers were plugged up and Shailene's vast selection of makeup was out.
"I personally prefer Shay's bitchy side. Or maybe I like my girls with a bit of sass," Ric decided to comment from the bed, going over his Instagram. Apparently, everyone decided to post their pre-party pics and a lot of girls looked...sexy. He couldn't help but consider them prey, even some of the girls he had already bagged. Shailene rolled her eyes. "I don't think I want to know what your preferences are." She commented as Sienna set to fixing her hair. Ric almost threw back that she was 'very' familiar with his preferences, but chose to be nice - he caught her eye in the mirror though. Sienna just thought the two needed to stop being so damn catty. It didn't take long for Sienna to finish with Shailene's hair. It was already thick, she just added soft curls, which made the junior's hair seem a bit more voluminous. A few minutes later and Shay's make-up was finished as well. Both of their eyeliners would glow in the dark, along with their lipsticks. Sienna had also found some faux lashes that were pink in regular lights, but glowed blue in the dark. Once that was finished, Shailene unplugged the curlers and then headed over to her bed where the last piece of her clothing was. She slipped on a neon pink crop top that had long sleeves. Ric whistled once he saw the entire ensemble in its full glory. "What kind of trouble are you trying to get in to?" He asked and Shay simply ran her hand through her lush curls, raising a teasing eyebrow at him instead of actual answering. Sienna grinned. "Well, let me get these pics in before some random dude messes up Mama's hard work." Shailene chuckled as her friend scrambled to get her phone to take pictures of them. She even hopped on the bed afterwards to make Ricky take a pic with her. While the two best friends were wrestling over which ones Sienna was allowed to post, Shailene grabbed her own phone to take a selfie and sent it to Allie. She also sent a text to Jas.
To: Allie
Out 4 da nite. Whatcha think?
To: Jas
C u soon?
Once that was done, Shay spritzed herself with some Velvet sugar body spray from Bath & Body Works, which Sienna had already helped herself too, and then grabbed her keys and wallet just in case anything else happened. Sienna was always prone to late night snacking. "Alright, let's get outta before I say 'screw it' and go to bed." Ric climbed out of her bed and Sienna nodded. They were spending the night with Shay before the three would head to Sienna's for the studio session, so they left their bags. Before they reached Shailene's blue Volvo, Sienna had sent two texts.
To: Stella
Headin out, boo. C u there :D
To: Erik
Omw. B there soon
"Do not get anything on my bed. The covers and sheets were just changed," she told Ric with a warning look before approaching her own bowl, which was on the dresser. Instead of eating, she grasped the bottle and drank the cool liquid. Misa came in with extra napkins and seasonings and Shailene smiled appreciatively, offering a respectful bow that she had learned from Michael. "Arigatou-gozaimasu," Shailene exclaimed. She had practiced saying that for the last year and while Misa did speak English, Shailene still wanted to be respectful to the woman's culture. It was the same with all the staff. She had learned everyone's names and a bit of their background, not because anyone told her to, but because she wanted. Misa bowed back to her with a polite nod and left the room. "Didn't know you spoke Japanese." Shailene shook her head and moved her food to the floor with Sienna. "I don't, but she's my fave. Mostly everyone else speaks English or French, and maybe Spanish. So, she and only two other people speak Japanese and I like learning." Ric hummed after slurping his noodles. "I'm surprised Chad hasn't tried getting you to master the language or something. He loves Japanese." Stella too, but Ric's brain had only brought up his best friend. His other one perked up for a moment. "Where is Boy Wonder, anyway?" "On a date," said both Ric and Shailene and she looked at them peculiarly. "With Honey," Shailene added and twirled her chopsticks in the noodles. Apparently, Sienna had been way too focused on the sign-ups for clubs, classes, the party, and the meeting with her label yesterday because she surely had not known that.
"You're shitting me," she said and Shailene shook her head with a grin. "Obviously not since he's not here." Ric said on a very sour note and Shay tossed him a confused look that he ignored. Sienna glared at him. "Don't be a bitch. He's had a crush on her longer than you." Shay nearly spat her food out, gaping at Ric and Sienna in surprise. "You've got a thing for Honey!?" Sienna wrinkled her nose. "Gross, right?" Shailene paused to give her friend an admonishing look. "What? Come on, you know I was joking. Honey's hot. Chad's lucky. No, she's lucky. Chad's awesome." Shailene rolled her eyes before focusing on Ric. "I just wanna fuck her. Simple as that. I'm just surprised Ivy League actually had the balls to ask her out." Sienna picked up a few pieces of chicken before eyeing Ric. He didn't call Chad 'Ivy League.' The other jocks did, some teasingly and others because they were jealous assholes. Never Ric. This was his way of pretending that he was unaffected - by being a dick. And if he was already like this now, there was no telling what would happen before the night was over. He was too much of a friend to ruin Chad's night, especially in public. But that didn't mean he wouldn't do something...stupid. Great! Now I've gotta babysit, she thought.
"Since he's being a pissy little bitch and we just got you to stop," she began and both Shay and Ric scowled at her. "Hurry up and eat so we can get be out and about for the night. Gotta pick someone up anyway." Shailene rolled her eyes at the thought of having to pick up Sienna's boytoy, but complied to the Devil Girls' leader anyway. She was the only one not ready anyway. While the girls had been rifling through Shailene's large selection of clothing, Ric had already went to his room, showered, and then got dressed. He wore a simple yet fun tank, red shorts that would glow in the dark, and black and red sneakers. The red in his shoes would glow as well and the colorful outline on his top would too. He hadn't wanted any body art on him. Because it was a him and Sienna thing, he would get the glow stick necklace there and there was paint there if he ended up wanting anything.
Sienna had came dressed in her ensemble, which had consisted of a rivet-embellished neon green crop top, washed denim shorts over dark tights with minor and carefully placed tears, and Giuseppe Zanotti sneakers that would be easier to dance in for her than heels. Shailene had been in too many fashion shows and around too many artists not to be able to help her friend with her make-up and nails. Sienna had decided to wear one of her chokers, a 'Parental Advisory' bracelet, and a pair of silver hoops on to finish the look, and had her hair styled in a messy bun. Once Shailene finished eating, she went back into her closet to get dressed.
First, she applied Jergens Shimmer Lotion to her entire body to, firstly, hydrate her skin but also give her soft skin a subtle golden glow before slipping on her Victoria's Secret bra and panties set. Sienna had said they were trying it with the blue-green color, but after picking out her shoes, Shailene went for it. Besides, it was a bombshell bra. Who didn't like bombshell bras? Afterwards, she pulled on a pair of denim Abercrombie & Fitch shorts and her wedge sandals. The multi-colored shoes would glow in the dark and were manageable enough for Shay to move for the night in. She had been on too many runways and in too many photo shoots where she could never get off her feet in heels. At this point, she really wasn't concerned with a party that she would only be at for a few hours. Shailene had already had French tips, but now they were more fitting for the evening]. "Someone's going all out tonight," Sienna had commented and Shay had shrugged after deciding everything. Fuck it, if Allie could go across seas for the night, why the hell couldn't Shay look her damn best? Satisfied and not caring because Ric had seen her too many times without her bra for her to be worried about him seeing her in it now, she walked out of the closet and shut that light off, closing the door behind her. "Fix me. We only have so much time before we have to start heading to the club." Sienna smirked. "Bossy much?" She joked and Shay shrugged. "You want me at this party, don't you?" She retorted sassily and sat in front of her vanity, where the curlers were plugged up and Shailene's vast selection of makeup was out.
"I personally prefer Shay's bitchy side. Or maybe I like my girls with a bit of sass," Ric decided to comment from the bed, going over his Instagram. Apparently, everyone decided to post their pre-party pics and a lot of girls looked...sexy. He couldn't help but consider them prey, even some of the girls he had already bagged. Shailene rolled her eyes. "I don't think I want to know what your preferences are." She commented as Sienna set to fixing her hair. Ric almost threw back that she was 'very' familiar with his preferences, but chose to be nice - he caught her eye in the mirror though. Sienna just thought the two needed to stop being so damn catty. It didn't take long for Sienna to finish with Shailene's hair. It was already thick, she just added soft curls, which made the junior's hair seem a bit more voluminous. A few minutes later and Shay's make-up was finished as well. Both of their eyeliners would glow in the dark, along with their lipsticks. Sienna had also found some faux lashes that were pink in regular lights, but glowed blue in the dark. Once that was finished, Shailene unplugged the curlers and then headed over to her bed where the last piece of her clothing was. She slipped on a neon pink crop top that had long sleeves. Ric whistled once he saw the entire ensemble in its full glory. "What kind of trouble are you trying to get in to?" He asked and Shay simply ran her hand through her lush curls, raising a teasing eyebrow at him instead of actual answering. Sienna grinned. "Well, let me get these pics in before some random dude messes up Mama's hard work." Shailene chuckled as her friend scrambled to get her phone to take pictures of them. She even hopped on the bed afterwards to make Ricky take a pic with her. While the two best friends were wrestling over which ones Sienna was allowed to post, Shailene grabbed her own phone to take a selfie and sent it to Allie. She also sent a text to Jas.
To: Allie
Out 4 da nite. Whatcha think?
To: Jas
C u soon?
Once that was done, Shay spritzed herself with some Velvet sugar body spray from Bath & Body Works, which Sienna had already helped herself too, and then grabbed her keys and wallet just in case anything else happened. Sienna was always prone to late night snacking. "Alright, let's get outta before I say 'screw it' and go to bed." Ric climbed out of her bed and Sienna nodded. They were spending the night with Shay before the three would head to Sienna's for the studio session, so they left their bags. Before they reached Shailene's blue Volvo, Sienna had sent two texts.
To: Stella
Headin out, boo. C u there :D
To: Erik
Omw. B there soon
There were several times in Chad's life where he had been embarrassed because he had been caught doing something he wasn't supposed to. There was the time his mom caught him and Clementine watching porn because they had seen their Dad's DVD collection and were curious why it was kept locked away. That was a lecture he wished he recorded. There was the time he and Ric were caught sneaking out by his original security team. Chad had somehow ended upside down during that little escape and his Superman boxers had been visible and to this day, Ric hasn't let him live that down. There were a handful of situations, but none of them had ever been getting caught making out with a girl whom you weren't even sure was your girlfriend in a restaurant filled with people. Luckily for them, he had chosen that corner because he was pretty sure he saw one of his mother's brunch companions with her husband and that was the last thing he needed the woman to gossip about to his mother. He was too flustered to respond to Brittney's obvious sneer, but he couldn't help but smile back at Honey sheepishly.
"Oh, uh, yeah, sorry about that," Chad said quietly, scratching the back of his head as Honey wiped away any traces of her lipstick and said that they needed to go. It had been an instinct, kissing her. Definitely out of the realms of what he normally did on his own, but he was actually a bit happier he had. He could still feel the places where she had kissed him on his neck and was pretty sure the markings would be visible to everyone. Luckily, the party would be mostly in the dark and no one would pay attention to that. He glanced at Brittney on their way out and said, "Just put it on my tab." She huffed and muttered something under her breath, but took their dishes away just as they left the booth. Chad definitely had to remind himself to talk to her employer. She had had a bit of an attitude the last time he rebuffed her advances and he didn't feel like doing this again.
"It's fine, really. Definitely not complaining about that turn of events," Chad replied honestly and blushed a bit about this being one of her top dates. "Should be starting soon, but anywhere else you want to go before we head to the club?"
"Oh, uh, yeah, sorry about that," Chad said quietly, scratching the back of his head as Honey wiped away any traces of her lipstick and said that they needed to go. It had been an instinct, kissing her. Definitely out of the realms of what he normally did on his own, but he was actually a bit happier he had. He could still feel the places where she had kissed him on his neck and was pretty sure the markings would be visible to everyone. Luckily, the party would be mostly in the dark and no one would pay attention to that. He glanced at Brittney on their way out and said, "Just put it on my tab." She huffed and muttered something under her breath, but took their dishes away just as they left the booth. Chad definitely had to remind himself to talk to her employer. She had had a bit of an attitude the last time he rebuffed her advances and he didn't feel like doing this again.
"It's fine, really. Definitely not complaining about that turn of events," Chad replied honestly and blushed a bit about this being one of her top dates. "Should be starting soon, but anywhere else you want to go before we head to the club?"