Chapter Eight
To my reviewers: HIYO! I've decided to move this to the top cuz no one bothers reading the crap at the bottom. So here it goes: [hermione radcliffe - Thanks! I've actually put spaces between everything so its legible now. I didn't realize that FanFic wouldn't make them show up unless I double space it. Lol* Like you're "last name". You like Daniel?] [sasori - EEEEEEEEEEK, lol* trust me gal, you deserve it. NOW GIMME THAT DRAWING OF SACHI AND JOSUKE! Jk jk jk. It's like what I'm looking forward to these days.] [JMcDement - JAAAAAAAAMIE!!!!!! *smooch* love you toooooons]
Disclaimer: Yadda yadda yadda. No I'm not Rowling, next subject PLEASE.
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The morning came, bright with anticipation - Shokari was in a sublime mood. "RIIIIIIIIIISE AND SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE CREW!". She burst out of her room, pounded on Rhea's door, went into the dining room, jumped around till Jamie, Trinity and Nakita from downstairs woke up, and then phoned Sachiro until she was pissed crapless and woke up to go and beat Shokari brainless.
The next god-awful thing happened when Rhea came screaming out of her room with an impossible hangover.
"HAVE you GONE COMPLETELY INSANE?", she yelled at Shokari.
"Not quite. Reminder - Mr. Malfoy is due in the studio shortly.", and with that, retreated into the bathroom for a well deserved shower and soak. Fuming like Mt. St. Helen's well over due, Rhea stomped into the kitchen slamming about making burnt toast, soggy cereal and tea with too much milk and too little flavor. The phone rang and a scowling Rhea picked up - much to the person's misfortune. "YES?"
"Rhea? Are you okay?"
"COULDN'T BE BETTER! WHO THE HELL IS THIS?"
"Draco?"
"Oh, whadya want?"
"Directions to the studio? I dunno if any of the cabbies can find their way to this address."
"THEN APPARATE!", and she slammed the phone down with a lovely BANG. Shokari exited the bathroom.
"Should it be the blue silk or the black today?", she asked jovially. At this, Rhea stopped, pondered for a while, Shokari usually wasn't in such a good mood, then again, she must pay for waking her up in such a fashion...
"HOW ABOUT THE NEON ORANGE?"
"You know I was JUST about to bring that up!", Shokari explained, and bounced into her room. Insanity - first word that came into Rhea's mind. And OH MY GAWD, when Shokari came out Rhea doubled back and fell onto the couch, blinded beyond knowledge. "Rhea darling? Hello? D'you like it?". Rhea with her tongue lolled out, her eyes screwed shut and her arms askew, didn't answer. "I'll take that as a 'yes'."
"TAKE IT OFF!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAARGH TAKE IT OFF! I KNEW WE NEVER SHOULD'VE BOUGHT ANYTHING VERSACE!"
"Okay, than the Gucci?"
"Depends."
"Wine crushed velvet."
"...okay.", Shokari beamed at her, and proceeded to change. Rhea followed suite, clothes were a hassle sometimes, why couldn't they all just march around naked? The Greek gods and goddesses did so and were famed for their beauty... then again... no.
Shokari was more than just insane that morning, she was shockingly happy, bouncing, and as psychotic as Sachiro - who she met halfway down the stairs.
"Wanna ride today?"
"Yupperz."
"Intense. Lemme beep Rhea, I wanna get there early today. Ah, the world is a better place." ...dialing... "Rhea darling, I'm going with Chiro to the STD right now... I don't care if its an acronym for Sexually Transmitted Disease, I'm calling it the STD. Fine be a cow... Okie. Bibi." Sachiro was just getting used having a psycho buddy when she was violently pulled away from her daydream and into a large glass elevator. "Chiro-chan, when we do get to the STD, I want you to IM Sasori and get her on the set for today." Sachiro blinked.
"Why?"
"Reason being that she's our top female model and I want to get her and Draco to collaborate on a duo piece." There was an immense pause in which Sachiro finally came down to earth and thought sanely.
"But Kari, you're our best model."
"Really? That's a new one. Too bad I wasn't appreciated when I did model. Well, now I'm the co-prez so I get to call the shots. Sasori it is!"...
"Rhea won't like it."
"Why?"
"I can tell."
"Oh.", and the duo exited the glass elevator and entered the Mercedes. "Well, she's going to have to like this one. Draco's already her favorite."
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Apologies: This was the most pointless crap written chapter I've ever done. Very, very sorry. I'm working on improvements cuz I really blanked out when I was writing this. Not a good thing. Please don't kill me yet. I deserve another chance... kind of.
Notes: Actually there are none. If you got questions. Post 'em up. I'll answer then in the next chapter - promised to be much better.
To my reviewers: HIYO! I've decided to move this to the top cuz no one bothers reading the crap at the bottom. So here it goes: [hermione radcliffe - Thanks! I've actually put spaces between everything so its legible now. I didn't realize that FanFic wouldn't make them show up unless I double space it. Lol* Like you're "last name". You like Daniel?] [sasori - EEEEEEEEEEK, lol* trust me gal, you deserve it. NOW GIMME THAT DRAWING OF SACHI AND JOSUKE! Jk jk jk. It's like what I'm looking forward to these days.] [JMcDement - JAAAAAAAAMIE!!!!!! *smooch* love you toooooons]
Disclaimer: Yadda yadda yadda. No I'm not Rowling, next subject PLEASE.
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The morning came, bright with anticipation - Shokari was in a sublime mood. "RIIIIIIIIIISE AND SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE CREW!". She burst out of her room, pounded on Rhea's door, went into the dining room, jumped around till Jamie, Trinity and Nakita from downstairs woke up, and then phoned Sachiro until she was pissed crapless and woke up to go and beat Shokari brainless.
The next god-awful thing happened when Rhea came screaming out of her room with an impossible hangover.
"HAVE you GONE COMPLETELY INSANE?", she yelled at Shokari.
"Not quite. Reminder - Mr. Malfoy is due in the studio shortly.", and with that, retreated into the bathroom for a well deserved shower and soak. Fuming like Mt. St. Helen's well over due, Rhea stomped into the kitchen slamming about making burnt toast, soggy cereal and tea with too much milk and too little flavor. The phone rang and a scowling Rhea picked up - much to the person's misfortune. "YES?"
"Rhea? Are you okay?"
"COULDN'T BE BETTER! WHO THE HELL IS THIS?"
"Draco?"
"Oh, whadya want?"
"Directions to the studio? I dunno if any of the cabbies can find their way to this address."
"THEN APPARATE!", and she slammed the phone down with a lovely BANG. Shokari exited the bathroom.
"Should it be the blue silk or the black today?", she asked jovially. At this, Rhea stopped, pondered for a while, Shokari usually wasn't in such a good mood, then again, she must pay for waking her up in such a fashion...
"HOW ABOUT THE NEON ORANGE?"
"You know I was JUST about to bring that up!", Shokari explained, and bounced into her room. Insanity - first word that came into Rhea's mind. And OH MY GAWD, when Shokari came out Rhea doubled back and fell onto the couch, blinded beyond knowledge. "Rhea darling? Hello? D'you like it?". Rhea with her tongue lolled out, her eyes screwed shut and her arms askew, didn't answer. "I'll take that as a 'yes'."
"TAKE IT OFF!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAARGH TAKE IT OFF! I KNEW WE NEVER SHOULD'VE BOUGHT ANYTHING VERSACE!"
"Okay, than the Gucci?"
"Depends."
"Wine crushed velvet."
"...okay.", Shokari beamed at her, and proceeded to change. Rhea followed suite, clothes were a hassle sometimes, why couldn't they all just march around naked? The Greek gods and goddesses did so and were famed for their beauty... then again... no.
Shokari was more than just insane that morning, she was shockingly happy, bouncing, and as psychotic as Sachiro - who she met halfway down the stairs.
"Wanna ride today?"
"Yupperz."
"Intense. Lemme beep Rhea, I wanna get there early today. Ah, the world is a better place." ...dialing... "Rhea darling, I'm going with Chiro to the STD right now... I don't care if its an acronym for Sexually Transmitted Disease, I'm calling it the STD. Fine be a cow... Okie. Bibi." Sachiro was just getting used having a psycho buddy when she was violently pulled away from her daydream and into a large glass elevator. "Chiro-chan, when we do get to the STD, I want you to IM Sasori and get her on the set for today." Sachiro blinked.
"Why?"
"Reason being that she's our top female model and I want to get her and Draco to collaborate on a duo piece." There was an immense pause in which Sachiro finally came down to earth and thought sanely.
"But Kari, you're our best model."
"Really? That's a new one. Too bad I wasn't appreciated when I did model. Well, now I'm the co-prez so I get to call the shots. Sasori it is!"...
"Rhea won't like it."
"Why?"
"I can tell."
"Oh.", and the duo exited the glass elevator and entered the Mercedes. "Well, she's going to have to like this one. Draco's already her favorite."
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Apologies: This was the most pointless crap written chapter I've ever done. Very, very sorry. I'm working on improvements cuz I really blanked out when I was writing this. Not a good thing. Please don't kill me yet. I deserve another chance... kind of.
Notes: Actually there are none. If you got questions. Post 'em up. I'll answer then in the next chapter - promised to be much better.