"It's a perfect ten." Cheyenne said looking at her friend outfit via video-share.
Vanessa struck a playful pose like she saw quite a few models do on the Victoria Secret fashion show the night before. "I hope your right Chey, this is the first day of Senior year outfit, it must be perfect."
Cheyenne rolled her eyes dramatically,"Are you forgetting who has been voted best dressed since sixth grade?"
"As if you would let me forget it." She said looking at her cell face frozen. "Crap, i have to go this brunch with my mother."She quickly changed,"Chey I'll call you later." Vanessa picked up her Dolce & Gabanna tote, she cut off her video-share, leaving Cheyenne two blocks away with a blank computer screen.
Vanessa went down the spiral staircase of their Beverly Hills mansion just as her mother walked out the door,"Mom wait up." She groaned following her out of the house carefully not to mess up her platform Louboutins. "I don't even see why I even need to go, this is your friends brunch, it's going to be a bunch of ol-." She paused catching herself,"Well people your age discussing botox."
"Botox? Me use botox? This face is all au natural." Her mother Claire smirked with a tell tale grin.
Vanessa laughed then opened the door to her mothers jet black BMW, she sank into the soft leather seat and buckled up as her mother drove off.
About five minutes later her mother grabbed her arm lightly, "Vanessa when we get to Erica's house I want you on your best behavior, I want to introduce you to her daughter. Her name is Nikki, she will be a Junior at Charington Prep. and will be flying out with you next week. You should introduce her to your friends, show her around campus, the whole nine."
"I'm not babysitting some random girl. It's my senior year."
Claire sighed,"Vanessa this is not negotiable, that is unless I take your credit cards before you leave."
"What ever." She mumbled, placing her head in her lap, her wild mane of blonde hair fell over her hands.
"What was that?"
"Oh nothing. Nothing at all." She said, sitting up as her mother drove into the driveway of a Victorian Mansion.
Once they entered the house, someone said,"Claire darling you look gorgeous." A heavily accented Heidi Klum look alike began walking over to them.
This must be Erica, Vanessa thought.
Claire smiled,"Thank you Erica, same to you. I would like you to meet my daughter Vanessa."
"The spitting image of Charles and you, god rest his soul." Erica smiled lightly giving Vanessa a hug."And this is my daughter Nikki." She said motioning at a girl about 5'7" with bright blue eyes, dark auburn hair and barely any makeup.
Vanessa's mouth nearly dropped, this girl was prettier than Cheyenne and that was difficult to be. She was going to definetley be competition at Charington.
"Let's leave them to talk." Erica suggested dragging Claire to a group of older women.
Vanessa looked at Nikki,"Vanessa De Clerq." She said extending her hand.
Nikki looked at her hand and rolled her eyes,"Look we will never be friends. Your a snobby brat. So why don't you just get out of my face." She said quietly smiling and saying everything through her teeth , just in case their mother's were looking.