Ari lee was many things and among them was the undeniable fact that she was a flawed being, capable of causing harm and hurt. In other words, Ari was a big btch, she knew it, others knew it and she will never deny the fact that she’s btchy. And if you asked her why she’s like this, she would tell you she had a range of reasons why or better yet to mind the business that pays you with an eyeroll. Ari was not a good person and she never claimed to be, she never sat with people and said, ‘look i’m the second coming of Christ, they call me st. nicely kind pants’ or some bllshit, so it annoyed her when people acted shocked about what type of person she is or why her parents and older brother are shocked as if it isn’t their fault she’s this way. Neglecting her in favor of her older sister, and now that Ari doesn’t gaf about them anymore- doesn’t care to get in trouble simply for their attention, they wanted to give her affection. Especially her stupid older brother coming back from uni with gifts in his hands expecting a hug from her, Ari had simply ignored him and told him their baby sister was asleep. You can play with her when she wakes up, she had told him with a bored tone as he gave her a confused look. Whatever.
After Ari had arrived at the place, stepping down from the plane she looked at all the people with hair that looked unkempt and she laughed. They all look like zombies from just waking up while she looked like a fcking goddess, it was truly hard being the only perfect student in this annoying school, she thought. She had gone to take a shower, to cool off, being in a plane with all the smelling students from her school would make you want to take a quick shower, especially being in a plane with Paige-who knows what diseases she might have up her pssy. If she’s been fcking a Montaya or Elio like usual, then Ari bets a lot. Being in the same plane or room with Paige was just praying for a disease to get to you, especially if you don’t wash after so Ari cleanse herself. Ari Lee stood in front of the mirror, gazing at her reflection with a smirk on her lips. She tilted her head to one side, admiring the way her hair fell in perfect waves down her back. She ran her fingers through it, relishing the feel of the silky strands against her skin.
“Damn, I look good,” she said to herself, giving a little wink to her reflection. She struck a pose, sucking in her stomach and thrusting out her chest, reveling in the way her body looked in the tight-fitting cropped jacket she was wearing. She twirled around as she admired her outfit, giving herself a wolfish whistle, “I would so fuck a clone of me, and i’ll probably be the best fuck I had in ages.” She laughed again, admiring every little detail about herself. She laughed to herself, feeling a little silly but also enjoying the way it felt to admire herself so shamelessly. Ari had always been a little bit of a narcissist, and she didn’t see anything wrong with that. After all, if you woke up one day as her, you would also stare in the mirror and say, “Damn, I’m hot,” As she continued to preen and pose, Ari couldn’t help but giggle at the absurdity of it all. It was funny, in a way, to be so obsessed with one’s own appearance. But at the same time, she couldn’t deny the rush of confidence it gave her, the feeling that she was in control and that the world was hers for the taking. And it was, the world was her’s no matter what anyone said or did.
Ari headed towards where class was as they gathered to play a game of dare and drink. She payed no attention to people around her, their ugliness annoying her (especially that of baldie)Her eyes did go up a couple of times to stare with amuse at the ridiculous dares people were given. It was Embry’s turn to give a dare, Ari felt her blood turn blue. She felt a lot of emotions, anger, fear and pain. Great the toad looking btch Ari let play her was going to strip while making eye contact with her, and i would feel like the old times, Ari would remember what it felt like to have their naked bodies entangling with each other, their legs wrapped around each other and how Ari had once liked the shiny head emo Caliou’s touch on her body. As Hera stripped in front of her, giving her a wink all Ari could feel was anger. How could she act like this was nothing? Like they were never anything to each other and stripping their clothes in front of her- their fcking ex who fcking hates her guts was nothing? Whoever said Ari was a rude heartless btch probably never met Hera. If Ari was as perfect as a fiction angel, Hera looked like a biblical accurate Angel and acted like Lucifer. Whatever, Ari should have known better than to give pitiful looking ugly people a chance, but Beauty and the beast has always been one of her favorite movies/books and Ari wanted to experience being the beauty she is (Belle) with a beast so Hera came into her life.
Date people that are on your league people, that Beauty and the Beast sht ain’t cute
Ari stared at Hera with a cold look after being giving her dare, “Of course your pea sized brain can think of a better dare.” Ari rolled her eyes, “And for the dare, there’s nothing I like about you. Maybe the fact you were once the beast to my beauty, too bad at the end of the movie the beast turned to a handsome prince and you-” she eyed them up and down. “Decided to for some reason remain a flat shrek, pity, a boob job would benefit you. One like Persephone, that’s what I like about her I guess. She has the body I had to pretend you had to c^m”