Amber. Pretty little Amber. The rich daddies girl in high school. Right? Not anymore. Now she's 19 and on her own. Let's just say its been a pretty downward spiral. She got into about everything you could do as for drugs. She slides by in life by tricking people in order to rob them. Oh by the way she's a bi! Girls get her happy as much as boys. Moved to L.A when she got kicked out of Fashion school for sabatoging other students work.
Joy. A writer in high school and also a pretty much hated girl. She went down much like Amber except she works part time as a prostitute. It's just when she feels like it. Joy had a falling out with Jerome, Mara and Patricia. So now she's in L.A hoping to get famous or get lucky hooking up with a famous guy.
Nina. Ah the chosen one. The innocent American. Well not anymore. The year she didn't return to Anubis she got into an abusive relationship. Drinking her problems away. When her Gran died it didn't really help much either. So here she is homeless, pickpockting.
Not everything in the world happy ending you know. Here's the story of the average people.
Amber:
"Get up," A voice said. I blinked and saw bright white lights. I was in a holding cell handcuffed to a bench. The officer was flashing his flashlight on my face.
"What?" I asked annoyed.
"Come on, court time," He said. He undid the handcuffs helping me stand. I ran a hand through my messy blonde hair.
Last night was a damn bust. I was helping out my dealer and got caught by the cops. Fucking charged me with drug dealing illegally. I ran like hell but still caught. So here I am in some jail wearing some fucking whore outfit. Not that I have anything against whores, I consider myself me but still I look like a crackhead going to court. I was taken into a courtroom and sat in a chair.
"Amber Millington, your charged with illegal selling of drugs. How do you plea?" The judge asked. He looked mean, but not mean enough to not be turned on or pity feeling. I burst into fake tears.
"I'm so sorry, my boyfriend just tricked me I should have known that he was just an asshole. I plead guilty," I said crying loudly. The judge had a look of pity in his eyes.
"Do you promise to never be seen with drugs again?" The judge said.
"Of course," I said.
"Your free to go Ms. Millington," He said. I gave a gracious smiled then turned to the cops who caught me last night.
"Bye boys," I said doing a little wave then leaving. Outside the hot L.A air hit me like wave. Another day in Hollywood.
Joy:
9 am at the mall. I'll just look like a normal valley girl, solving her shopping fix. Just be normal, at the mall for the richest people in the world. Sadly I'm not a rich little girl. I'm a broke girl, a broke girl who needs some shit. New things because my old things were thrown into the dirty street water by my landlord when I didn't pay my rent. Fucker
I stepped out of the cab and walked into the mall. Just keep up the image and no one will suspect. First a stop at Bloomingdales. I looked around the mall. Very fancy. I found a sales lady, named Kat.
"I need help shopping," I said. "Would you mind carrying what I need?" I asked kindly.
"Sure, misses," Kat said.
"What do you recommend for me? I want everything that looks good on me," I said.
"Of course. Your daddy letting you do this as a present?" She asked walking through the aisles.
"Yes, Daddy said I was being so good. He just loves to spoil me," I lied looking at the clothes.
"Very lucky. Are you from the valley?" She asked. The Valley? So my fake accent is good. People used to think I had a speech impediment but now it sounds good.
"Yes, I am," I lied smiling.
"Me too, just not rich," She said. I nodded pretending to be interested. I pulled a bright red dress off the racks.
"Yes or no?" I asked.
"Gorgeous, actually I think everything in this store would work for you," She said.
"You know what you go grab every clothing item in here. Also get shoes and accessories. I'll go look for jewelry," I said. She smiled at me then nodded. I smirked then walked to the jewelry counter. I rang the little bell and someone came over. "Everything," I commanded. The man nodded and pulled out everything.
"You want it all?" He asked.
"Just get rid of the men's," I said. He nodded then seperated the men's and women's. "Carry it to where Kat is," He nodded and carried the jewelry. Kat was at a register with all of my clothes. The man left.
"Tada," Kat said.
"Here's some jewelry," I said. She rung up the rest of the items then showed the bill. Holy shit. I turned to her smiling and she smiled back. I handed her a credit card. A partially stolen credit card. Okay not partially stolen I pick pocketed it from some man. I saw his code and everything. I signed his name then grabbed my bags leaving the store accomplished. Everything worked well, for once. Only thing I need now is some new makeup.
Nina
What did I do last night? I woke up in a bedroom smelling of pot. A bong laid in front of me. I groaned and sat up. A guy was holding my waist. I slipped out of his arms and slipped a small bag of weed into my pocket. I also saw his wallet. Eh he won't miss it. When I stepped outside of the house I saw bright lights and nice houses. I looked around.
Oh I'm in Beverly Hills. What the fuck did I do to end up here? I ran to the gate and and climbed over. I landed in the bushes, cursing silently. I placed my hands into my hoodie pockets, walking down the streets.
Luxury houses, pedicured lawns, pets that probably live better than me. The life of Hollywood's rich and famous. I ran a hand through my dark brown hair. I rubbed my eyes and could feel mascara come off. I looked in my purse just to find the tube empty. I think it's time for a makeup stop. Looking pretty is the only way I really can afford to have a roof under my head every night. Guys like pretty and pretty needs makeup.
I walked out of the fancy neighborhood then onto a bus. As I walked to the back someone slapped my ass making a slight noise.
"Sexy," The man said. I gave him a glare then kept walking. Pedophiles out here is a riduclous number. I sat in the back of the bus alone. I played with my chipping black nail polish. The driver pulled to a stop at a shopping outlet. I got off of the bus and walked into the large shopping center. Sephora, Sephora, Sephora. I walked inside and looked around.
I picked up a concealer, foundation, blue, eyeliner, mascara and they all went into my hoodie pockets. I turned the corner and reached for my lipstick. Another hand reach out and snatched it up.
"That was mine!" I gasped facing the girl. She had tan skin, brown eyes, dark brown hair.
"Sorry, honey," The lipstick thief said.
"No where's my color!" Another girl whined. This girl was blonde with brown eyes.
"I grabbed it first," The "thief" said.
"Biatch," The blonde said. I looked at her closer.
"Amber?" I asked. She blinked.
"Who are you?" She asked.
"Nina," I said. She looked closer and hugged me.
"Oh my god," The other girl said. I looked at her.
"Hi Joy," I said. My old enemy smiled at me.
"You've changed," She said.
"You too," I said.
"I think we need to catch up," Amber said. We all nodded and walked out of Sephora.
"California Pizza Kitchen my treat," Joy said. I nodded and we scurried across the mall into the resturaunt. We sat at the bar, me ordering Pepsi and a Greek pizza.
"So, hows it been going?" I asked awkwardly.
"Pretty shitty to be honest," Amber said.
"Same," Joy said.
"At least you can pay for this lunch," I said. She showed me a credit card that had some mans name on it.
"Stole it," She said sipping her drink.
"Now I don't feel so bad about stealing," I said. She raised her eyebrows. I pulled out the makeup from my pockets and she laughed.
"Wow, Nins," Amber said.
"How about you Princess Millington? You living in Beverly Hills?" I asked.
"I got cut off, and I live with my dealer," She said.
"Drug dealer?" Joy asked. Amber nodded.
"I do him favors, then he let's me stay and gives me food," Ambs said.
"I guess we're all having bad times," I said. They nodded. On the tv a picture of Hollywoods "it" couple, Patricia and Eddie. He's a professional football star, her a actress. Joy scoffed.
"What did they do to deserve all that? If anything they should be the ones in this situation, always in trouble," Joy muttered.
"Since when do you hate them?" Amber asked.
"Since Patricia and I had a fight," Joy said.
"I don't hate them but I also think they could have kept contact," I said. Joy and Amber nodded.
"Truly most people don't deserve what they have," Joy said. I nodded. "I say we get what we deserve,"
"By doing what?" Amber asked.
"Thieving and deceiving," Joy said.
"Like stealing?" I asked.
"Duh,"
"I wanna rob," Amber said in a fake valley girl voice.
"She agrees with me," Joy said.
"Alright, to thieving and deceiving," I said lifting my glass.
"Thieving and deceiving,"
Hey. Yeah another story. Don't tell me I do to much I have a writing addiction and you will read! Hahah jk but I came up with this by my desire to see The Bling Ring with Emma Watson. It's not gonna be the same but some elements. I actually hate the real life bling ring though they were basically just bored rich kids going around stealing clothes anyways hope you enjoyed story time.