“What do you mean?” She quietly asked, confused by her statement. For a second she was insulted and hurt by the way she pointed out how she knew what to do. It’s not that hard to hurt her, she was rather sensitive and from her point of view it sounded like she was only mocking her, but she tried to quickly shake it off and not react to it. She focused on the last thing she said but then the perfect gift idea came to her mind. Well, not perfect, something that horrible can’t be perfect but at least she knew what she could do for that gift. Right after school, she’ll go to the nearest butchery and maybe get a cows heart or something of that sort, along with a drop out of the competition message. That was a stupid thing you could find in movies so it seemed like the perfect idea. And she hated it.
Seeing France wasn’t that keen on her idea, she showed her hands in the pockets of her coat, carefully listening to her. “Of course,” putting on an encouraging smile she simply nodded before taking a step towards the clinic, glancing back at her as she kept that smile on.
Candice rolled her eyes as she tied her skates. “I think you’re forgetting I don’t know how to ice skate, Dom, so if I go down - you come down with me,” Candice explained - wobbling in the skates a little as she reached the edge of the rink. Why she put herself into situations like this? She would never understand - but, there was something exhilarating about trying something new that CC appreciated.
Taking a deep breath, Candice took one slow step forward onto the ice and almost immediately grasped onto Dom for support once fully on the slippery ground. It only took about a second for Candice to lose her balance and fall on her butt - laughter escaping from her lips as she did so. “Okay, Dom, teach me,” she stated - making absolutely no effort get off the ice as she sat fallen in front of the man.
Sadie flinched as she detected the minor spite in Dorian’s voice. She had said the wrong thing, of course. Sadie wasn’t thinking, and when she wasn’t thinking the wrong thing came out, and it sounded like she was gloating about the competition that had obviously been hard for him. She closed her eyes and looked down for a second, vowing to chose her words carefully for, at least, the rest of the conversation. “Oh, I certainly haven’t gotten too comfortable,” Sadie replied, eager to show that she agreed with him and was on his side.
“No,” Sadie said immediately when he told her to prove him wrong. “No, I definitely won’t be able to prove you wrong. Probably even prove you right.” She slowly raised her eyebrows at him briefly throwing in that Dorian had to ruin his family to advance in the competition. “How would it–?” Sadie stopped herself from asking, not wanting to pry. His twin sister was also competing, so that would partially answer the question. “I’m sorry,” She said, partially for attempting to ask, but also at the fact that Dorian had to ruin his family.
Dorian headed for the exit of the cafeteria, to which Sadie quickly followed behind when he asked if she was coming, confirming that he still wanted her with him. “Yeah, coming,” She said as she walked by his side again. “Uhh, I have science. You?”
“I didn’t get any done either. I’m pretty sure my brother coming downstairs was the only reason my parents didn’t kill me.”
“I’m glad someone’s in the same situation as me. I thought I was the only one who didn’t get their tasks done.” Brandon said.
“Any sort of hair accessory. Most of them don’t work with my hair and just end up getting tangled in it. Itchy sweaters are the worst though.”
“I can relate. I can’t even get a hat on my head sometimes.” He managed to laugh, which he hadn’t done all morning. He didn’t think he would feel better but his mood was lightening up.
Brandon was done eating and he was probably going to be late to class soon.
“Well, I’m probably going to be late to class. I’ll meet you in the parking lot after school.” He got up from the table and began walking out of the cafeteria.
Brandon stood in the parking lot, scrolling through his phone. He knew that he was supposed to practice basketball after school today but he had to get this present. His dad would be mad, but hopefully he wouldn’t find out from the coach.
She chuckled “I don’t mind Ray J, AirPods is whatever tho” she shrugged “as long as it plays music in my ear I’m not complaining” she said and took a bite of her burger Anyways, what’s your favorite song that you listen to while shopping?
“Hmmm” she thought “actually I don’t know, it depends on the mood I like pretty much everything tho” Do you want to go shopping for the gifts after school or something? It’s probably more fun that way.
“Um sure” she said, though she still needed to think with herself about things, but buying gifts was always good. “Yeah why not “ she smiled lightly @Kbail ugh sorry
Jezebel’s grip tightened on her bag, glaring at Calen in response to his comment. Jezebel was having a rough day, and Calen was just rubbing salt in the wound. “That’s true, I wasn’t. That’s going to change. I may not have been one of the first on the list, but I will be.” Jezebel wanted to be on that list more than anything. Making it onto that list would show her mother that she was worthwhile as a daughter. She just had to be on that list, then she could be something and everything would be worth it. Calen was new, he didn’t know what it was like, although nobody exactly understood exactly what becoming Blue Royalty meant to Jezebel. Only Daniel had any idea what it meant to her, and Jezebel hadn’t even told him the entire story. “It’s not like you made it onto the list either.”
At Elodie’s conveyed confusion, France shrugged. “It depends on how you take it,” she cryptically said. It wasn’t really her business to help Elodie with her problem, especially when she’s her competition and one who’s ahead at that. Though it would be good to have some “allies” in this game, France had already set her own goal; and she’s about to do it as soon as possible.
Replying a quick small smile to Elodie’s, she made her way towards the school clinic. Hopefully, this will suffice. she thought as she crossed her arms as if she was cold. The school clinic wasn’t that far from where they were, so it only made her reassured. “You seem to be smiling a lot,” she said, looking sideways at the girl.
@astxrismI’m very sorry for these trashy paragraphs ;-;
She raised her eyebrows at the laugh he let out after Delilah’s comment and at how obviously forced it was. But she didn’t dwell on it too much, she knew Lyonrad put on a front with everyone, and it was hard to know what was genuine and what wasn’t with him - hence why she couldn’t trust him. That laugh could be one of the many that have been fake, and that was just the only one detectably false.
“Yeah, that’s important, of course,” Delilah replied when he commented on her locker. Delilah’s locker was the equivalent to one of Sharpay Evan’s, taking the space of two lockers into one, standing out from the interior and exterior. Though, the locker wasn’t used for its actual purpose which was to hold books. Delilah found it more useful use as a second wardrobe, containing spare Louboutin heels lined at the bottom and a rack with a few garments just in case of emergency, and then, of course, one of the two pink locker doors had a mirror running down the entire length of it.
“The best, I think you mean,” She corrected as he greeted her a great holiday. Only the best of the best for Delilah Rose Hawthorne. “Yeah, I’d appreciate a warning if you were going to be invading the Hawthorne vacation,” She replied, seriously. Her many vacations were certainly the perfect escape from the infuriating students at Cerulean High, and Lyonrad being there would completely ruin that for her.
“I think you’re forgetting I don’t know how to ice skate Dom, so if I go down - you come down with me.”
“Wasn’t it your idea to come here?” He asked her, teasing as he waited for her to step onto the ice. He’d always admired her spontaneity and her excitement to try new things. Dom watched as she stepped onto the ice, unsuccessfully attempting to catch her as she fell on the ground. He laughed with her, bending down to help her up.
“Okay, Dom, teach me,"
He held out his hands to help her off the ice. “Alright. I’ll teach you.” He told her, pulling her off of the ice and onto her feet, not letting go of her hands. “Okay, this how my dad taught me and Clara to skate, so I know it works.” He explained, straightening out his posture. “Keep holding my hands, I’m going to start moving backwards.” He instructed, slowly inching backwards.
— Zion Pestana
They nodded, agreeing to meet him after school. After he left, they stood up and went to class, running through gift ideas in their head.
time skip
After school, they put anything they didn’t need in their locker, heading out to the parking lot to meet Brandon. As they walked, they sent a text to their parents to let them know that they’d be coming home later that evening. “Shall we go?” They asked as they stopped beside him.
“I’m still amazed by how you managed to own two lockers,” Lyonrad said, eyeing Delilah’s double pink lockers from its top to the bottom. It completely stood out from another lockers, and rest assured—no one would mistake it to be theirs. Especially for Delilah herself, she wouldn’t get lost.
Noticing the seriousness in Delilah’s statement about him following her, he folded his arms as if in a slightly defensive way. It was almost a threat, even, but he did not flinch even for a split-second. He wasn’t serious, anyway, so why should he?
“Don’t worry, I’ll call you if I would,” he went on, pausing for a second and then snickering. “Look, chill. I won’t really do that.” he shrugged, realizing he wouldn’t really get anywhere by keeping his own joke. “I’m not the type for summer in December.”
Kara was excited to shop but the reality of the situation dawned on her. Her smiled faded away and annoyance came back.
“I guess I’ll have to look on the bright side of my tasks.” She said while picking at her salad. Then the question of “What if they find out more stuff about me.” popped into her head. Her mood was starting to turn sour, but she remembered to think positive. Maybe they wouldn’t find out everything about her.
“It was nice talking to you. II’ll see you after school today. Bye.”
Kara got up from her seat and went to class.
@CerealKiller Valerie We can say that they went shopping together in the new day.
Brandon looked up from his phone and saw Zion coming out of the school.
“What’s up.” He asked them.
“Shall we go?”
Brandon kind of felt embarrassed that he didn’t have a car yet. He looked around the parking lot pretending to be confused.
“Umm, are we going in your car or a bus?” he asked.
“Nothing much.” They responded with a quick shrug. They watched him look around the parking lot, wondering what he was looking for.
“Umm, are we going in your car or a bus?”
“We can take my car.” They offered, showing him to where their silver Audi was parked. They unlocked it and climbed into the driver’s seat. “We’re going to the mall, right?” They asked as they waited for him to put on his seatbelt.
“Oh, cool.” Brandon said while scratching his hair. He was happy that he didn’t have to take the bus again. After getting into the car, He reached over to grab the seatbelt.
“We’re going to the mall, right?”
“Yes, specifically the Bella Bella Boutique. Do you have another store in mind for your present?” He asked while buckling his seat belt.
— Zion Pestana
They started the car and pulled out of their spot, driving to the lot exit. “Nah, that’s cool. I was just making sure I knew where I was going.” They said as they started driving toward the mall. They pulled in, driving around the lot until they found a parking spot. They parked the car, stopping it. “Alright. Here we are.” They announced, unlocking the door.
“Which way is the boutique?” They asked him, knowing that they hadn’t been to that store before. They got out of the car and waited for Brandon to get out of the car before locking it. “Would you mind showing me where it is? I don’t think I’ve ever gone there.”
Brandon looked around the huge mall that he went to the week before to pick out something for his mom. he saw the sports store which he always went in, but right now he didn’t have enough money.
“I’m going to try not to go in there.” He said while dramatically covering his eyes.
“Which way is the boutique?”
“Hmmm.” Brandon’s eyes trailed up the escalator. “Oh yeah, I went up the escalator and then walked to the right.” H said.
— Zion Pestana
“I’m going to try not to go in there.”
They chuckled, looking around for the store name. When he told them where to go, they walked towards the escalator, waiting for him before stepping on and letting the escalator take them up to the next floor. When they got to the top, they got off and turned right, walking until they found the Bella Bella Boutique. Before walking in, they looked over to Brandon. “Is this the right store?” They asked, wanting to make sure.
Selena smiled awkwardly while approaching the girl and noticing Mikel beside her. The girl turned out to be nicer than she expected. She welcomed her with a big smile and she bowed to greet her. Selena already liked how respectful she was. “Hi, Tala. That’s a really pretty name” she smiled and bowed too. She was in good terms with Mikel so she decided to spread out her arms and go in for a hug while greeting him.
They went up the escalator and turned to the right, which was where the boutique’s entrance was.
“Is this the right store?”
“Yep, it’s the right store alright. I can recognize all of the pink from a mile away.” Brandon already knew what he was going to get so he went to where he last saw the sunflower earings. He picked them up and showed them to Zion.
“Don’t these look fire! I mean I wouldn’t wear them but they look great.”
