One.
Vivian Lune.
The new girl at Hollywood Arts.
The girl who didn't know how it worked.
She had long, sleek, raven hair that cascaded down her back, and crystal clear blue eyes, that sparkled like they were smiling, if it were possible for eyes to smile. She walked with poise and grace, her hips swinging from side to side, and a certain charm that made the guys of Hollywood swoon.
A certain moody girl stood in the corner, watching in disgust as she wrapped Andre around her little finger. You see, this girl, was a lot like Vivian in several ways. She had long cascading black hair, but it was highlighted electric blue, purple, and red among other colors, causing them to overlook it. She had ice blue eyes as well, but they were constantly full of hatred or amusement. The personality was a complete difference though. Vivian was smiley and friendly, while Jade was hateful, sarcastic, and rude. The only one to really see her as she was though, was her boyfriend of two and a half years, Beck Oliver.
Beck Oliver, is not as you suspect. He, in every way, was one word. Perfect. He had long black hair, and warm chocolate brown eyes. His smile was charming, and he was respectful and conservative, but knew how to party. He had a slight Indian/Canadian accent that made the girls of Hollywood swoon. They often dreamed of just talking to Beck. Every girl seemed to ignore Jade though. At least, until she took control of the situation. Now every girl at school feared her, yet that didn't stop some of them for chasing Beck. Beck was loyal though, which disappointed half, excuse me, more than half of the girls in Hollywood.
Vivian though, was different. She didn't know how Hollywood worked. She didn't understand that Beck was taken, and if you even stepped too close or looked a second too long, Jade would be on you like a shark swarming a single fish. She met Beck. And she liked Beck. So she decided to give it a whirl.
Unknowing of Jade, and what would happen as a result.