AN: It's been a while...and I'm so sorry! Here's a little bit of truth for writers: Don't worry too much about the length of what you've written, it only takes the fun out of writing. You can quote me on that. *sassy smirk* Anyways, let's move on. So, I actually got a review last chapter that didn't resemble what Tumblr anon hate looks like. I am a very grateful human right now and I wish to present you all with more. So...here. Take it. There's a bit of swearing in this chapter as it's very my OC, she seems like the kinda girl who would. Once again, any constructive criticism is welcome, and please leave a review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Barbie, as I hope you already assumed.
Chapter 2: Who Cares?
"Hi, I'm Finley." She said pulling her most charming smile, and giving a slight wave. She stood there awkwardly, smelling the bacon and pastries that filled the air. Light shone through the window while she tried to exude confidence with bright eyes, but failed when a dark skinned boy flung a piece of cereal at her.
"Alfie! She's new, stop it!" Finley heard (saw? It's late and I'm confused) a girl with shimmery pink lip gloss shout across the mahogany table towards the boy. She had the stereotypical platinum hair and blue eyes, Definitely, a Barbie doll, she decided whilst nodding in confirmation of herself. Quickly realizing she was in a room full of people, she probably shouldn't let the others know she has conversations in her own head.
Finley rapidly walked into the kitchen, grabbing a paper towel to wipe the cornflakes out from her hair. "I'm so sorry!" Alfie exclaimed in the midst of laughing, but abruptly halted when the blonde's eyes latched onto his. A tall champagne haired boy was silently chuckling while trying hard not to spit out his food.
"It's quite alright, Alfie. Although, I do think you should work on your aim." Alfie's jaw dropped to the floor at her suggestion. Another girl came through the entryway and took a seat at the table. "Hello, I'm Mara. You are?" She asked kindly, Finley was shocked to find someone in the house who actually had manners.
She smiled at Mara and stepped back into the dining area as she replied, "I'm Finley, it's lovely to meet you." She went to take her seat beside Nina, only to realize it had been filled by a boy with deep muddy brown hair and blue eyes.
She was holding his hand gently and blushing at how he complimented her outfit. Bit cliche, don't you think. She wasn't jealous of him, her and Nina had just met. Although, it would've been nice to know she wasn't the only one like her around. Okay...guess I don't have something going for me, Finley sighed internally and walked over to the doorway. "Excuse me, can one of you show me where the bathroom is?" She inquired with a confused look in her eyes.
"I can. I'm Fabian, by the way. You must be Finley, Nina just told me about you." He smiled and walked over to shake her hand. She took his hand and noticed he was the boy in question. Oh god no. Anyone but you. She was just so thrilled to be led around by that asshole. Woah, Finley. Where did that come from. One could say she was a bit angry, but she would never admit it. She came back to reality only to find the others staring at her. Realizing she needed to reply, she answered back, "Okay, thanks." Finley tried to sound as decent as possible, but couldn't help the small scowl that planted itself on her face as she thanked him.
She trailed closely behind him as he led her upstairs towards the girls bathroom. It seemed the her that she hadn't noticed the how the walls appeared to be two-toned, with an intricate dark wooden trim in the center. "Hey, here we are." Fabian gestured his hands towards the door and gave her a friendly smile. "Oh, thank you. I just find it a bit odd why you know where the girls' bathroom is?" Finley smirked back at his brown bright blue eyes. She was sure she would find a real reason to hate him, or maybe that she had a chance. I mean, she thought Nina was at least a little bit into her, or that was just because Nina is pretty conservative and she isn't used to having a roommate who sleeps half naked. Either way, her and Fabian reminded her of the couple you see together at fourteen, and stay together until they're forty. Boring, I know. Tragic, I know. Cliche, I know, She rolled her eyes as she waltzed onto the tile flooring, it was a good thing she was wearing shoes, as the room was freezing.
"Oh, um, I kind of live here. So, I mean…" He blushed at Finley's insinuation that he peeped on the other girls, to which he obviously didn't. This confirmed her suspicion, the one of Fabian being the quiet kid who's never broken a rule in their life. He stood there for a few seconds before sensing that she didn't want him there, and left. Thank God, he's so ridiculous. I can't stand him, She huffed and stalked back to her new room to grab her things for a quick shower.