A/N: The Salir girls took a little detour (two weeks early) to go down to Florida, so they're at Disney World. If you really want to see their hotel they're staying at Disney's Animal Kingdom Logde. The sushi restraunt they're at is called Kimonos, and it's in the Swan & Dolphin hotel. The African restraunt is Boma, and it is in the Animal Kingdom Lodge. I actually ate there while I was at Disney world- the food is absolutely fantabulous! The food they eat is actually stuff that I remember getting, on the many times we went there. These are all REAL places on Disney grounds and are NOT my creations. (Well, actually, Kimonos is partly mine-I made up that it's a buffet, I actually think it's a Japanese bar, but a restraunt by day…) (That was a disclaimer, FYI.)
Sabine's POV
I stared at the wall sadly. Constance was sick from going on too many roller coasters, and she'd been in the bathroom for hours. My eyes would flash to the closed door occasionally, and Reed was constantly popping up to ask her if she was all right. Constance never replied, but she was constantly groaning, which at least assured us that she was still alive.
"Constance?" Reed knocked on the door, yet again. "Are you okay?"
Constance groaned softly.
"Coming out soon?" Reed asked, her voice concerned. No matter what she was like around Noelle, I knew that she was a true friend.
Constance moaned softly, before she finally emerged. She walked over to our minifridge and pulled out a miniature bottle of water, which she drained in a single gulp. Then she turned to walk back into the bathroom, standing before the mirror and re-braiding her messy braids. Once she had secured a black elastic around each red plait, she turned to us and smiled, no evidence left on her face of how she'd spent the last hour.
"Come on," she said. "My stomach is absolutely empty, and I need food."
"Where to?" I asked, bouncing up.
"The girls are gathered at the African restraunt downstairs. I don't know what it's called, though…" Reed trailed off, her eyes staring at nothing in particular.
"Boma?" Constance asked. "I heard that place is popular."
"Yeah. Boma," Reed agreed. She picked up her bag, and pulled out her new purple iPhone. She scrolled through it for a few minutes, before grinning and selecting a song.
There will be no rules tonight,if there were we'd break them all.
This is right where we belong.
Turn up the music!
This is a song for all the lovers
taking a chance for one another.
These are the times that we'll remember
'cause it's our time now.
Yeah, finally it's our time now.
Constance laughed and popped a stick of green gum into her mouth. The fresh scent of mint flooded the room. "I love this song."
"Me too," Reed agreed. She slung her purse over her shoulder. We slipped out of the room. I turned off the lights and we sang along to the Plain White T's as we rode down the elevator. While we waited to be seated, Constance took the phone and began to scroll through it. She selected something, and one the song was over a new song began to play.
Well I'm not paralyzedbut I seem to be struck by you.
I wanna make you move
because you're standing still.
If your body matched what your eyes can do,
you'll probably move right through
me on my way to you.
"Oh!" I said, lighting up. "I actually know this one!"
"Sabine likes angry rock?" Constance asked in surprise.
"Yes," I answered. "Sabine does."
Reed laughed. Just then, a girl's head shot up.
"Hey!" Noelle called to us from her table by the windows in the back. "Reed! Constance! Frenchy! Over here!"
"Frenchy?" I repeated, crinkling my nose. But I got up and followed Constance and Reed like a good little girl. "How nice."
Reed shrugged. "Well, Noelle called me Glass-Licker for about a month, but now I'm part of Them." That was how she said it, like it was capitalized. "I guess it's just a phase. For new girls?"
I nodded. But Reed had never gotten those angry glares, and she'd never been ignored. At least, not from Noelle. She'd always said it was because she was "far too retarded" to make fun of, and Noelle always insisted that it was because "nobody gets to mess with Glass-Licker but me," but I knew better.
Noelle truly hated me.
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Noelle's POV
"Oh!" I said, brightly. "There's Reed. And…what's her name again?"
"Constance. And Sabine." Ariana supplied. She flipped her blonde waves over her shoulder and picked at her potato and bacon chowder. "And this is death and doom in a bowl."
"How so?" Kiran asked, confused.
Ariana picked up her spoon. "The chowder is basically just cream, so it's liquid obesity. The potatoes"-she pointed at one with her spoon-"are just solidified obesity re-enforcers. The salt is like dried acne. The melted butter is basically an invitation for clogged arteries. And these"-she used her spoon to jab a chunk of bacon-"are mini heart attacks."
"Wow," I said, rolling my eyes. "Dissecting food into different diseases and medical issues."
Tiara rolled her eyes as Ariana scooped up a chunk of bacon with a ripped-off piece of her sourdough bread bowl. "Oh yes. Separate each item in your soup into a disease, then eat it. Right. So, what are you drinking? Liquid cancer, or something?"
"And solidified obesity." Ariana answered. She smiled unconvincingly, before she gave up. "Forget it. I'm going to go get the fruit tarts."
"Get me some salmon." I said lazily.
"Fine," Ariana muttered before she traipsed off. I caught Reed's eye and waved her over. "Reed! Constance!" I paused for a second before deciding to use the name we'd given Sabine. "Frenchy!"
Sabine scowled. Reed shot me a thanks-a-lot glare. Constance blinked, ever the adorably confused one.
"Come over. You can sit with us!" I waved them over again, smiling brightly.
Reed pointed at us when the anorexic-looking hostess tried to stop her. Immediately, the girl dropped her arm and apologized, letting Reed, Sabine, and Constance through. The waiting crowd grumbled, but Reed glanced back at them over her shoulder and they quieted.
"Wow. She's learned quickly," Ariana noted. "She learned that glare from you."
"Fake it 'till you make it," Tiara muttered.
I laughed lightly. "Yeah. You keep tellin' yourself that, if that makes you feel better about yourself."
Tiara shrugged. "Thanks, Miss A."
"Np, Mister Z."
"Excuse me? What are you talking about?" Sabine interrupted us, having reached the table. She stood nervously as Reed dropped down next to Kiran and Constance sat delicately next to her.
We exchanged glances to see who would explain the unspoken rules governing us, thus breaking the number-one unspoken rule.
Finally, Reed cracked. "Look, Sabine, we're a sort-of sorority, right? Like a watered-down Easton?"
"Yeah…"
"So, we use Greek letters to classify each other. Noelle, who used to be head, is called Alpha. Tiara should be called Beta, but Noelle just dissed her by using Zeta, which is the lowest-ranking letter. Besides the obvious 'mister,' being called the Zeta truly tortures the most faithful Sorority girl." Reed exhaled after the long mini-speech.
Sabine sighed. "So what am I?"
"You're still a pledge. Your rank is undecided right now," Reed explained.
This was a lie. I had already decided her rank would be considerably low, but not so low that it would be an embarrassment to have her in Salir, the house I would soon rule.
Still, though, I was probably going to kill someone if I had to go to another one of Massie's overhyped "sorority" meetings. She had no control, although she liked to pretend otherwise.
"Yup," I agreed, realizing that I needed Sabine to not quit out of Salir before she could be properly initiated. Of course I would have ripped presidency away from Massie by the time we were back and ready for the private ceremony.
Easy. Simple.
Right?
So why did I get the feeling that the eyes boring into the back of my head were not just seeing me, that they were seeing through me?
A/N: The first lyrics are to "Our Time Now" by The Plain White T's and the second lyrics are to "Paralyzed" by Finger Eleven. Neither is mine, sorry. I wish! Also, gues who's watching Noelle? It's not who you think...