playing with fire
4 - feels like war - 4
"Does yellow make my skin look gross?" Emile asked, holding up a yellow skirt against her thin body, which (to her disdain) had absolutely no curves to speak of.
"No, it looks good," her roommate, Savannah – or Shay said eagerly.
The two stood in their dorm room, trying on outfits for their classes for the day. So far Shay had picked up multiple pair of jeans and tried not to feel disheartened when her long legs couldn't fit them. Her legs were super long and sometimes she hated her lengthy limbs, especially when it came to clothes. Emile's legs were shorter, Noelle and Jayden were curvier…it was just her with the awkward proportion. Ah well, she made up for it with heart.
"Need to go shopping again?" Emile asked, feeling bad for her friend and fellow clique member.
"Yes, I lost all my good jeans for some reason."
"Yeah, the reason being you're playing football in your jeans," Emile rolled her eyes.
"Hey! What can I say, they distract me from the cheerleader drama," Shay said, a grin crossing her face as she remembered petty drama from the squad.
"Shay…you're part of the cheer team," Emile pointed out.
"Doesn't mean I have to like the team! Now…have any good shirts I can borrow?"
"Noelle, up. You're going to be late for the first day of class," Jadyn emphasized the word first. It actually was the first day back from break. And Noelle was already breaking all the rules.
Normally the alpha didn't care that much to actually wake Noelle up, but it was different today, she felt sort of bad to the other Italian. Even though Jadyn was a closed off, emotionless alpha bitch she still sometimes felt for the other members.
During Jadyn's rise to fame to the popular squad, she had witnessed the consequences and the reality of being a true alpha. It wasn't a walk in the park – you lost friends, even family, and gained bitchier, sketchy, 'popular' friends. She knew what all these girls had done to gain their own positions, she herself had gone through it. And she vowed not to put any of her trust into the three other members.
"Mmm, five more minutes, Mom," Noelle murmured into her pillow.
Sighing, Jadyn left Noelle's bed side to rummage through their joint closet. She tugged a dark green dress off a hanger that complimented her skin tone and pulled it over her undergarments. It was modest enough – only a small v neck cut in the front – and it showed off her curvy Italian body. When she had worked that hard for a reputation…damn right she had to do everything to keep it.
While she applied her make up she heard her roommate, Noelle Flore, finally get up. The other Italian had fiercely high cheekbones that had its own natural blush.
Noelle was all angles, really, tall and slender she was model material. Actually her own mother had once modeled for Gucci.
"Oh, my god, I have a hangover the size of your ass," Noelle slurred groggily.
Jadyn ignored this comment.
"I didn't even drink yesterday. That dumb bitch Emile woke me up this morning," Noelle kept on with her rant.
Noelle's way of sharing affection was in the form of blunt, sarcastic insults. But then you could never tell because that was exactly how she treated everyone else.
"Your hair's a bit whacky and you're probably going to be late. I'd find something hot," Jadyn shared, ignoring the whole spiel Noelle had just got off.
"Shit, I don't want to try today. Hoodie and sweatpants it is…" Noelle's voice trailed off as she picked apart their dorm room for something to wear.
Jadyn sighed, "You forgot something."
The brunette looked up, sharp hazel eyes glinting with curiosity, "Yes?"
The alpha's mouth curved into a small smile, "Austin is back."
A knock on the door scared Noelle out of her frantic makeover from hoodlum to hot.
Shay and Emile walked in together, both clad in cute spring wear. Shay had on a Tobi Upton Shirt dress, the only thing that she could find to wear for now without her jeans. Emile was clad in a cute spring Jack Abril Cream dress with a floral pattern running up and down the material. Both looked cute and refreshed, like they had spent the whole break studying and learning things and totally not partying. Which they hadn't. They just looked the part.
"Whoa, Noelle looks hot. What's the occasion?"
"The guys are back," Jadyn said from her bed, reading the latest fashion magazine. Her dark hair had been tossed effortlessly over her shoulder. She looked like a model, sitting there with her green sashed dress, not even caring that she looked gorgeous.
Emile reached Noelle and with one fluid moment began curling the brunette's hair. She looked up in the mirror with gratitude that she couldn't speak.
"Austin is going to think you're so hot," Shay said dreamily.
"You guys are totally going to get married," Emile added.
"I'm not even dressing up for him. I'm dressing up to be more confident in myself," Noelle muttered.
"Yeah? You still look hot, by the way," Shay grinned.
Noelle was clad in a black body con dress, lace covered her throat and collarbone in the front, but the back was where the real magic happened. It was entirely backless and tied together around her neck. She had no idea if they'd even let her attend classes with what she was wearing, but whatever.
"Time for class," Jadyn smirked, a cold smile appearing across her face.
You could almost taste the tension in the air as the four girls stepped out of the room. The alpha, beta, gamma and delta, about to kick Notre Dame ass – as usual.
Notre Dame was full of mindless idiots, Alicia conceded as she walked down the hallway to her first class. They had no fashion sense, bad haircuts, absolutely brainless…the list went on. It was as if Alicia was the Alpha in a city made up of Betas, each more desperate than the last.
Her sheer black blouse stood out from the crowd, as well as her faux alligator skin boots. Her True Religion jeans clad and embraced her butt, causing wolf whistles from passing boys as she strolled down the hall. She allowed a tiny smirk to light up her face, but otherwise kept emotion from it. This would be way too easy.
She found her way quite easily through the hall. With Victoria's help she'd been able to manoeuvre with confidence to her first class. Victoria would be quite helpful, even if her boyfriend was kind of…unfriendly. And since when were boys unfriendly to Alicia? She vowed she was going to have to change that.
But Victoria was a kind of friend.
And she'd make a hell of an enemy.
As she was pondering this fact a posse walked by her. Not just any posse. This one smelt of blood and roses – how President Snow would have smelt if he were real. She wrinkled her nose at the perfume emitted by a toss of hair.
These girls were worse than Massie Block and by the looks of it, they hated her just like Massie. Four glares directed towards the young latina.
This. Was. War.
realjadyn: i hate this school
noelleflore: realjayden talk about it
shayyy: post break party am I right?
heyitsemile: does yellow look good on me?
arivera: this school is too easy
soccerdudederrick: arivera more like you're too easy
victoriamarx: ugh late to class and its only the first day… let the rule breaking commence
Next time on playing with fire:
Shay Williams throws a party.
The Pretty Committee and the Briarwood Boys are invited.
Derrick Harrington and Alicia Rivera hash it out.
Noelle Flore hooks up with a hot skater boy.
Jadyn Ferra initiates the ultimate betrayal.
Victoria Marx is actually sober.
What even happens to Emile Deblanc?
Sorry for this mostly being a filler chapter, it was also written as a chapter in which we introduce the characters a bit better and you get to know them a lot more. But the next chapter and the little preview...well you can tell something awesome is gonna happen.
Drama Drama Drama!
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playing with fire 's next chapter will be uploaded two days from now!
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