I own, but I don't own any of the characters. Wish I did cause then I'd be filthy rich and famous, but I don't.
Chapter 6
Noelle smiled as she picked up a sheer red dress. It was silk and was extremely revealing. I did love it though it'd look excellent on her. It'd show her toned soccer body. I was surprised when she threw the dress at me and ordered, "Try it on glass-licker."
I held it up and looked at her appalled, "Noelle we're in Saks I can't afford this. Plus it'd look way better on you. Dash would love it."
She smiled, "Of course it would look better on me, everything always dose. Seriously though this is your makeover treat of your friends at Billings. You've got to have the most perfect outfit for the Legacy."
Kiran nodded in agreement, "You so can't wear clearance to the Legacy. I'd give you something from my closet, but I'm a zero you're at least a three."
Noelle rolled her eyes, "Of course you're a zero you're a model. Don't feel bad Reed guys like a little muscle. I mean I have Dash and you have Thomas who dose Kirin have?"
Kiran pouted, "I have plenty of guys who want me. Have you ever read my fan mail?"
Ariana sighed, "Like you get any fan mail?"
Kiran shot her a death glare which would have had me begging for forgivnes, but Ariana didn't even flinch. "I just don't show you the fan mail because you'd be jealous."
"You two hush. We can argue about Kiran's fan mail latter. Right now Reed go ty on this dress," Noelle ordered.
Tiffany smiled, "And when you get out I'll take your photograph."
I rolled my eyes as I took the dress into the dressing room. Sometimes I felt like the Billings girls only befriended me so they could have a barbie they could makeover. Why not me? I needed it I was a scholarship student from a lame city with a boring past. These girls were legendary and to be like them I felt honored.
I put the dress on and examined myself in the mirror before I let them see me. From the front I looked fabulous. I twirled around to make sure all the sides looked just as good. It did the silky fabric hugged my curves and brought out my none existing bossism. I stepped out of the dressing room and was greeted by gasps and complimants. Tiffany ordered me to poise as she snapped pictures with her camera.
Noelle however remained silent until everyone was done, "Well glass-licker I sure do know how to pick out a dress. You look almost presentable.
"Almost?" I questioned.
"Well, yeah," Taylor agreed with her.
"You must get rid of that cheap hair cut and have it put in the hands of a professional," Kiran advised.
"Plus you've got to get better makeup. The colors you wear are ok, but not perfect enough," London pointed out.
Vienna nodded, "Plus it's horrid for your skin. You never buy the cheap stuff."
Ariana sighed, "We have so much to do nails, hair, shoes, accessories."
"This is going to make a great scrapbook," Tiffany squealed as she snapped another photo.
Noelle stared towards the door, "Incoming."
We followed her gaze and saw five girls come in. They held bags from Ralph Lauren, Gucci, and Juicy. I instantly recognized them as the Pretty Committee. They matched their name. They seemed much more like candidates for Billings then I did. Still they didn't come close to walking with the same grace and power as the rest of the Billings girls. At Easton I knew they'd only be lost in the crowd. We made sudden eye contact and held it for a while.
"Massie, how wonderful it is to see you here. I was thinking it was time you went shopping that outfit is so last season," Kiran called across the room. A few other customers glanced up and glared at her for disturbing the silence.
"Why don't you girls come over here," Noelle suggested.
They were to intimidated to argue. Slowly shuffling over. All the poise they had coming into the store was suddenly lost. With it's fall it dragged along my respect.
"Massie tell Reed she looks stunning in this dress," Noelle ordered.
"Sorry I don't lie," she shoot back gaining a little more respect from me as my face colored with a blush.
Natasha who'd been silent for the entire time glared at her and snapped back, "Then it shouldn't be a problem for you to tell her she looks ten damn times more stunning then you and all your friends combined."
Massie looked deep in thought before she blurted, "Do I look like a suggestion box?" After she said this her and her friends smiled like they knew something was coming.
"Certainly," London replied.
"While we're at it let's give her a few suggestions," Ariana suggested.
"Get rid of that purple streak it's so unclassy. If you want to look rebelious why don't you do something rebelious," Tiffany said as she snapped an up close picture of the purple streak in her hair.
Massie glared, "I've had this streak since eighth grade. It's classic Massie."
London rolled her eyes, "Then don't you think it's time for a change."
Alicia smiled, "Yeah one in your attitude." As soon as the words were out of her mouth Massie shout her a death glare.
Noelle could see no one else would step in so before it could even cross the Pretty Committees minds that we had been out of words. "Why can't keep up?"
"Oh no I just think being a tramp was last year. Now as much cleavage as her and Vienna show is just slutty," Alica said triumphantly.
Vienna rolled her eyes, "You're just jealous because you don't have to inner power to show off your boobs."
London shook her head, "No it's clear she's jealous because one of her boobs is bigger then the other. The right ones a little lopsided, can't you tell?"
The Billings girls burst out laughing at this discovery. I couldn't see it and it felt weird to stare for too long. I ended up just laughing with them. I did that a lot. Seemed like Billings had lots of jokes a girl like me couldn't understand.
When the laughter died down Noelle looked Massie in the eyes, "I thought you said you were the Alpha, clearly not. At least I can keep on top. Now it's clear you've lost this verbal joust and my eyes can only take so much burning. With both of thosse in mind get the hell out of our sight!"
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