26 June 2010

They planned to humiliate her family. He just wanted to help them start out, but they planned to take over his business and become his rival. Veronica refused to let that happen. So she called her boys and came up with a plan to destroy them and prove to her father that she belonged in the family business. Veronica messaged Vanessa on Instagram and asked her if they would all like to go out tonight so Veronica can introduce them to New York City. Veronica called her boys and devised a plan. She called for a car and started to get ready.

The black chevron car arrived. And she was off.

The inside of the club was like dancing on the Northern Lights; it was a swirl of blues, greens, pinks and golds. The dry ice swirled through the air. The vibes became a virus, everyone was infected. The bodies fused together as the music played. People become puppets to music. The music became a drug that brought everyone higher and higher until their minds buzzed with pure joy. Their sweat gleamed against their skin. They became shining diamonds on the dance floor. The alcohol flows as if its an IV drip, people consuming it endlessly.

The abused chessboard dance floor was covered in glass, cans and liquids. The once individuals now joined many. Like a raindrop entering an ocean. It was a blur and a mixture of blondes, brunettes, and redheads. Short hair and long hair. It was a sight to behold. It was a mass of people.

They watched from the balcony as their victims for the night walked in. Veronica told the bounce to grab her guest and to bring them upstairs.

From the side of the club, people watched as eight teenagers walked into the club. It was evident that the four in light colours were the newest victims of the week.

Four of them wearing light colours and the other four were wearing dark colours. It was evident that the four in the dark colours were up to something mischievous, and the other four were the victims.

Vanessa Sharer was the only daughter of the Sharer family. Her family owned 25% of banks in America. They had a little bit of old money, but Hiram thought that they could work perfectly together. Vanessa had an 'innocent' look, she had her own charity company that was supporting homelessness in America, and she wasn't a party girl. However, Vanessa was the head cheerleader at her school. Her social media was spotless and fresh, she was a 'princess'. But tonight was going to change how Vanessa was percieved her clean image was about to be tarnished. She had long curly blonde hair, it was a mixture of a thousand hues of gold. From afar, her curls were the colour of rich cream, but when you stepped closer, you could see a chorus of different hues. Her eyes were the colour of milk chocolate edged with a deep forest-green. The way the two colours swirled together gave off a certain depth that was captivating, it looked as if moss was crawling over-rich soil. She has soft porcelain-like skin that was incredibly soft, and she was unblemished. Her lips were full and pink. When you first looked at her, you would mistake her for a child, mainly due to her height. She was 4'9", much shorter than her 5'7" older brother. She decided to wear a short white dress that reached her mid-thigh and a pair of white high heels. She was an angel as she glided through the crowded bar to the top balcony. She wore no makeup and decided to pair it all off with a natural look. It showed and radiated just how beautiful she truly was.

Mason Sharer was the only son of Mark and Elizabeth Sharer, he was only 11 months older than Vanessa. Mason was the perfect example of the star quarterback and football captain, he was tall and fit and had enough muscles to make him seem intimidating. Mason was the definition of the perfect boy, he was the type of girl that girls would become weak at their knees, and guys wanted to become him. He had short blonde hair that was kept messily, it looked like someone ran their fingers through it, in a fit of passion. It was the essence of summer itself, it looked warm as if the sun itself was trapped in his hair. His eyes were every hue of the forest, both siblings had moss-like green eyes. His eyes reminded people of the summertime and when the sun-rays warmed each extended leaf. His bottom lip was slightly fuller than his lower lip. He was wearing a plain white shirt that hugged his muscles and blue denim jeans that had rips at his knees. And he topped it off with black checkered vans. The two siblings were entirely similar. They were both wearing white, they were in perfect harmony. He was tall in comparison to his younger sister but not as tall as the boys. You could easily mistake him for his father when his father was his age.

There was a rumour circulating about the two siblings. A secret was being whispered around the underworld that these two loved each other more than brother and sister should. Veronica was going to try and exploit this rumour and destroy their image.

Zali Moore was the daughter of William and Greta Moore, she was born only 5 minutes earlier than her younger sister. Their family-owned 30% of the record labels and they owned half of the exporting companies in America. Zali was a worldwide singer that was topping the charts in many different countries. She was the perfect daughter, she was always helpful around the house and cared about her friends. She wanted to make sure everyone was always happy. Zali had glossy brown hair that flowed and famed her face and sat perfectly on her shoulders. It was the brown of the earth, the brown of nurturing soils and it brought comfort yet it had strips of blonde throughout it. Her eyes were a kind of blue that had a fire brewing underneath them, it was a beautiful cloud that had thunder rolling throughout them. Her lips were beautifully full and looked kissable. She was wearing a light blue suit jack with nothing underneath. The collar/opening of the suit reached a few centimetres above her belly button, and the bottom part of it showed her pierced belly. The suit jacket perfectly showed off her collar. She decided to wear thick hoops and no makeup as well. She paired her suit with long light blue pants and wore slight platform shoes, she was 5'4", and her boots made her look just tall enough to gain attention as she walked through the crowded bar.

Gabriella Moore was the daughter of William and Greta Moore and the twin sister of Zali Moore, but unfortunately, she was younger by only 5 minutes. Unlike her sister, Gabriella was a painter, many of her artworks hung in many different galleries worldwide. Most of her money went towards various charities and many homes. Gabriella was a cook for her family as well. She enjoyed spending her time in the kitchen, cooking and baking for her family. She would cook whatever was requested by her parents and sister and did it all with pride. Gabriella also had brown hair, but hers was filled with millions of different hues. Brown wasn't the correct colour to choose. Her hair was like a forest that was filled will autumnal leaves but also the complexion of soil after it rains. Her blue eyes were deep and carried the warmth of a sunlit surface. She had a thousand shards of blues in her eyes that were put together like a mosaic. Just like her sister, her lips were full and kissable. She was wearing a black dress that had spaghetti straps that showed off her cleavage. But she had paired it with a designer jean jacket. It was faded and completely ripped, but only perfectly so. It was evident by the new perfect stitched rusty coloured thread. But she didn't wear it as a denim jack but more as an accessory and had it draped off her shoulders. It swayed behind her like a train as she walked through the club. She paired it off with a black pair of heels that showed of her perfectly painted nails. The twin sisters looked amazing walking next to each other, their heights perfectly matched with one another. It was evident they did everything together.

The Moore's and the Sharer's were close like family. They could've been business allies to their company, but they refused. But their children were their entire image. They were the targets. Veronica was going to use them as an example and prove her loyalty to her father.

This was going to be perfect. As the group walked towards the balcony, the guards pulled away from the curtain, revealing their seating area. The couch surrounding the table was red and luxurious. The room was perfectly light, not too bright but not so dark. They all sat down and got comfortable with each other. Vanessa and Mason sat uncomfortably close to each other for siblings. They sat close enough for their legs to rub against each other. Veronica decided they should play a game to really get the game started. Truth or Dare.

Veronica was wearing a simple black shirt that showed her cleavage when she bends over, she knew her boys would love her wearing it. She topped it off with a short skirt that flowed around and moved as she danced. It sowed of her lovely legs and left nothing to the imagination. She paired it off her dark look with deep cherry red lips and her signature pearl necklace. Christopher was wearing a blood-red button-up shirt and only had three of the bottom buttons done up, this shows off his abs and a long chain. On the end of the necklace were a bow and arrow. He paired his look with some black jeans. Jason decided to pair his flamed checkerboard vans with denim ripped jeans and a stripy short-sleeved shirt, that showed off part of his tattoo. He looked like he'd come fresh off a runway, he looked terrific.

Nicholas was wearing his signature trench coat, it flowed behind him; it was a cape. He seemed like a superhero and a button-down shirt.

Standing up, Veronica walked over towards the minibar and grabbed a glass bottle that had a slight green tinge to it. Inside was limited edition vodka only 5 bottles had been made in the entire world, and Veronica had all of them. It was Veronica and her boys first time drinking the vodka. The level of alcohol in the drink was about 50%. It was designed to get the consumer to become drunk very quickly. She collected 8 shot glasses and walked over to the group. She placed the glasses in front of everyone and slowly filled each glass. She set the bottle in the middle of the table, sat back down and started playing Truth or Dare.

Let the games begin.

Of course, being the princess and the one in control, Veronica started the games, so she glanced around at everyone and choose her first casualty. It was going to be Chris.

"So Lil P, Truth or Dare?" she asked, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow. She smirked as she watched him take the shot glass and downed it like it was honey.

"Do your worst Princess, I choose Dare" his voice was a low rumble.

"Kiss Vanessa like you'd kiss me". From the corner of her eye, Veronica noticed the way Mason's hands turned into fists on his lap. So it was true. This made her smirk. Christopher walked over to Vanessa, grabbed her hand and stood her up and held her face as he placed his lips onto hers. The kiss started slow and steady, it was tender, but then he truly began to kiss her. You could see his tongue enter her mouth. Venessa was beginning to enjoy herself as she grabbed his neck and pushed her herself, flush against his body. Mason cleared his throat and snapped the couple out of their dazed state. You could see the heat growing in her cheeks, she had no armour to hide the colour from her brothers prying eyes.

"Well done Lil P, should I be jealous?" Veronica giggled. She poured everyone their second drinks of the night and was pleased with the way the alcohol was affecting their victims. He chuckled and shook his head.

She winked towards Chris and signalled for him to continue the game. He looked knew precisely who would be his new victim is. Zali.

"Hey little Miss Singer, Truth or Dare?" his head cocked to the side as he glanced at her up and down his eyes had a way of putting people on edge. And much to their satisfaction, she shifted uncomfortably.

"First off, don't call me that and second, Truth", she crossed her legs and leaned towards their side of the couch. Veronica glanced towards the cameras. They sat in such a way that it made it impossible for her and her bandits to be seen.

"How about we cut the attitude there Miss Singer, and secondly why don't you ever perform live for people?", it was clear to see his question struck something in her. She clearly didn't want to answer the question.

Her sister stared at her and shook her head. It was clear Gabriella knew the truth behind the situation and didn't want the truth to be exposed.

"Come on, princess, don't be scared," the moment he slipped out Veronica's nickname, the boys flinched. Christopher knew he was made a mistake. But Veronica let it slipped because it helped push the agenda further.

"I'm not scared, the reason I don't perform like is simply that I can't actually sing", the admission was exactly what Veronica needed to hear. It became apparent that Zali thought Veronica and her boys would be shocked, but the lack of confusion baffled them.

"Oh, we knew that. Just wanted to see if you would actually admit it. But before you even worry yourselves, your secrets are safe with us." Veronica's promise clearly put them at ease.

It was time for the show between brother and sister to begin.

"Okay so, Vanessa truth or dare", it was clear something was clearly happening between Mason and Vanessa. They kept brushing their knees against each other, they were whispering to each other throughout the night as well.

"I chose truth", she said but was clearly distracted with Mason that was whispering into her ear and making her giggle.

"What is actually going on between you and Mason, you are clearly closer than most brother and sister relationships?", Veronica's head cocked to the side as she stared intensely at the two siblings.

"Okay well the truth is, once we turned 16 we had sex and ever since then we've been in love," she said it all while looking at him. The moment she finished talking, she climbed into Mason's lap and started kissing him. His hands immediately grabbed onto her hips.

"Well, anyone has anything else to share after that interesting revelation?" Veronica glanced out at the group and looked towards

"Okay, truth be told. I can't actually pay" *hiccup* "I can't even paint, I just have a bunch of people who paint for me and then they put my name on it sell it under my own name" Gabriella's words started to meld together and become unclear, but it was clear she was completely drunk and telling the truth.

The game continued. Secrets were shared, dares were completed. Everyone was getting drunker. And it was finally time for everyone to go home. By then, Veronica and her boys were no longer drunk.

Veronica loaded up her guests into the uber that pulled up and sent them of to their hotels. They weren't gonna remember anything that happened that night, but they would soon wake up to it all over the internet and all gossip websites. And there would be no way for them to trace it back to Veronica.

Veronica walked up towards the booth and opened the side panel and took out the flash drive that recorded all of the video and audio. She gave the flash drive to Nickolas, he was the one to offer if you wanted to have something shared around.

The very next morning, it was all over the tabloid and every gossip site possible. There was audio and visual evidence of what Veronica and her boys were saying. The Sharers were now being scrutinised for their incestuous acts. The Moores were now being regarded as imposters and were being blamed for fraud. Both families were losing massive amounts of money and all their business associates. Veronica had successfully ruined the family.

Veronica wasn't surprised when she woke up the next morning to the sound of both the Moores and Sharers banging down her door. She quickly slipped out of her bed and into her morning gown. The silk swayed around her like a river, she promptly headed towards the front door and went to her father's side.

"YOU, YOU ARE THE REASON WE ARE LOSING EVERYTHING", Mark pointed straight at her face and yelled at her. He was so furious his face was turning red, and veins were popping out from his head.

"You bitch, you ruined everything and spread lies" it was Masons turn to yell at Veronica.

"We never should've gone to the nightclub with you last night", Gaberialla went next.

"I'm sorry I think you guys are confused, I was at home with my friends, and we had a night in", Veronica looked towards her father and looked confused.

It wasn't long before Veronica started to tune them out. After about 30 more minutes of them, feuding becak and forward they turned to leave. But of course, the other teens had refused to actually go, they requested to speak with Veronica in private.

Shrugging her shoulders, she followed them, hey walked about 10 steps before they all stopped.

"So how does it feel? You guys are truly famous after just one night out" her voice was laced with sarcasm. The anger radiated around her.

She didn't give them any time to respond back to her. "Did you guys honestly believe I was going to befriend you? Your family wanted to overthrow my father, there was no way I was going to let that happen. Plus none of this is my fault anyway, I wasn't the one that had such bad secrets, all I did was be the torch that shined a light on them". She stared them all down, she had fire in her eyes, and it swirled around in her beautiful eyes. And with that, she turned and walked away.

She walked back into her home and straight past her parents, her dad nodded in acknowledgment to her, and it made her happy. She had successfully proven that she belonged in the family business.

Her mother was horrified at the creature her daughter was becoming. She was becoming like the man she married a man she no longer loved.

Sabrina Carpenter as Vanessa Sharer

Peyton Meyer as Mason Sharer

Rowan Blanchard as Zali Moore

Lilimar Hernandez as Gabriella Moore