Stormy Pierce extended one Louboutin-clad shoe out of the shiny black Lincoln town car and onto the sidewalk of her school building, Constance Billard School for Girls. She walked over to the red brick wall where she and her best friends usually hung at.
"Stormy!" greeted Alexis Vanderbilt, her second-in-command. Alexis automatically rushed over to give her friend a hug. Stormy laughed at the eager-ness of her perky friend.
"Hey, Stormy," said Kiersten Haraldsson. Kiersten would never understand that she wasn't the leader, but Stormy kept her close. One, because they were friends. Second, because she had to keep her friends close, and her enemies closer.
"Hi, Stormy," said Anne-Marie Chelsea with a little smile.
"Hey, guys! I've missed you soo much!" said Stormy, extending her arms for a group hug. "Lexi, I love your bag!"
"Thanks!" said Alexis with much pride. "It's from the private Marc Jacobs collection, exclusive and limited edition. Marckie gave me a set of the whole collection as a thank-you gift for being his muse and model. C'est magnifique!" She laughed. Her laugh sounded like bells chiming, or a song. "I can get you some like it, if you want."
"I'll head over to your place later so I can pick some out," Stormy said. She casually glanced over at Kiersten, who was making a mental note to check out the Marc Jacobs store. She might be royalty back in Scandinavia or whatever, but in New York, she was just another wannabe. She silently laughed at the thought of this.
"We leave you alone for a summer in New York City, and you become a muse," Anne-Marie said with a giggle.
"Where've you been, Amy? With Nick Clement at his family's house in the Hamptons?" Alexis snapped back. Anne-Marie blushed pink and buried her nose back into her paperback.
"Well, Norway could have been fun if I didn't have to go to every freaking royal event," Kiersten complained.
"Well, St. Bart's was gorgeous, as usual," Stormy said with an evil grin. The girls all admired her perfectly golden-tanned skin.
"Morning, ladies!" greeted a voice that belonged to none other than Pete St. Marcus. "Alexis, Anne-Marie, Kiersten! Good day. And Stormy." He grinned after saying her name.
"What do you want, Pete?" groaned Stormy. They looked so alike that they could be twins, and, sadly, from the amount of time they spent together because Georgina Pierce and Alisa St. Marcus were best friends, they were mistaken for twins many times.
"Well! No need to be rude to your date to the Save the Dolphins charity dinner," Pete said, humphing as a joke.
"Oh, are we really going to have to go to that together?" groaned Stormy.
"Oh yeah, Harris is going to ask you to go to the dance, Lexi," Pete added before turning his attention back to Stormy. "Yes, we are."
"Fine," Stormy sighed. "I'll text you your tie color. Save the dolphins, right? Maybe gray..." It was known all over the Upper East Side about how Stormy liked for her dates to wear ties and such that matched her dress.
"Oh, yes. Nick and I are going together," Anne-Marie said, her eyes rising from her novel just as Harris Pane.
"Back to your book, baby! You have alot that your going to pay for," Alexis said without turning around. "Yes, Harris, I'll go to the dinner with you." Alexis just had that magical gift of knowing whenever people were behind her. No need trying to hide her.
"I'm going with Scott," Kiersten said, sliding her Sidekick LX closed.
"Well, save the dolphins, right?" Stormy repeated with shrug before skipping off.
"Um, hi, can I sit here?" asked a girl. Despite her bland, pale-blonde hair, the girl seemed very bubbly.
"Sure," said Taylor Cummings, shooting a picture-perfect smile.
"I'm Nellie Baker," smiled the girl.
"I'm Taylor Cummings. This is Courtney Ryan and Fawn Durham," said Taylor, introducing both herself and her friends.
"Hi," Nellie smiled, taking a seat at the wooden lunch table.
"We were discussing the Save the Dolphins charity dinner," Taylor said. She was a perfectionist, a very orderly person. From her neat blonde hair and pond-blue eyes made her the image of an American beauty.
"Are you going?" Courtney questioned, glancing sideways at Nellie.
"Oh, well, I don't know," Nellie said.
"Well, tell us soon," Fawn said.
"Oh!" Taylor said, nudging Courtney lightly before pointing to a group of four girls. "Alexis!" The girls stopped, and a girl turned and looked from Taylor to Nellie, then from Courtney to Fawn.
"Hi?" asked one girl with gorgeous light brown hair with millions of blone highlights in it. She had to be one of the prettiest girls that Nellie had ever seen.
"Alexis, don't say that you don't recognize me," Taylor said. It was obvious to Nellie that the Alexis girl had no idea at all of who Taylor was. "Your brother and my brother are both on the hockey team. You have to recognize my brother, at least! Donnie Cummings? It's me, Taylor!"
"Oh, Taylor!" said Alexis. "Hey!" Alexis relaxed, now knowing Taylor's name. "You know my friends, Stormy, Kiersten, and Anne-Marie. But I don't know your friend..." Alexis looked the girls up and down.
Taylor looked at Courtney, Fawn, and Nellie, before changing her expression. "Oh! I'm so sorry to be rude. This is-"
"Courtney Ryan," smiled Courtney, flashing a million-dollar-smile.
"Yes," Taylor said, looking sternly at Courtney. "That's Courtney, and this is Fawn Durham and Ellie Barker."
"Nellie Baker," Courtney corrected. Taylor glared at Courtney and Courtney simply looked like an innocent little American Girl doll.
"Courtney, Fawn, Nellie," Alexis nodded.
"Well, we were just heading off to maybe get some coffee before class," said the girl with wavy blonde hair.
"Care to join us?" asked another girl who had curly golden-red ringlets and was a tad bit chubbier than the others.
"Of course!" Taylor said.
"Come on, Taylor. Oh! You, too, Nellie," said the girl with jet-black hair. Taylor smirked at Courtney and Fawn, before linking arms with Nellie and following after the foursome. Taylor looked giddy as a school girl.
"Ugh! This is not what I signed up for," Taylor said inbetween third and fourth. There were only so many freshman classes, and Nellie got the joy of being in most of the same classes as Taylor. They were on a coffee run for the girls, and Nellie had finally gotten all their names right. Taylor walked into the Starbucks shop.
"Welcome to Starbucks! May I help you?" asked the friendly girl.
"One plain black coffee with lots of sugar, one skuh-orching hot Caffe latte with no foam, one Honey latte with extra foam and extra whipped cream, and one Chai latte with lots of foam," Taylor said with a sigh.
"And hurry!" Nellie said, checking the time on her silver Tiffany & Co. watch.
Taylor checked the time on her own watch and groaned. "Ugh! I hope we're not late to Computer class."
"We won't be," Nellie promised. She took the tray of coffee from the barista and handed the person a fifty. "No change," she said before taking off. It was a good think she was wearing flats today.
"Slow down!" Taylor yelled, unsuccessfully trying to run in her Tod's heels.
"Come on!" Nellie yelled. They quickly rushed into the school courtyard. One by one the girls passed with their comments.
"Thanks, girls," said Stormy with a mischevious grin.
"Is this half caf, half decaf?" asked Alexis, not expecting an answer.
"Next time not too much honey," Kiersten critiqued.
"Don't forget to go down to Dean & DeLuca later and pick up my stuff. It was a picnic basket under my name. It should be all packed," Anne-Marie said, plucking the latte out of the tray.
"Thanks, girls," Alexis said.
"Save the dolphins!" Stormy said with a laugh, as if it was an inside joke.
After they were out of earshot, Taylor shook Nellie for a moment before staring into her green eyes.
"Youhavetogotothedinner!" Taylor said in one breath. "Doyouhaveadate?"
"Taylor, deep breath!" Nellie said, shaking Taylor back. "Okay, I'll go to the dinner, but I don't have a date."
"I'll. Talk. To. My. Brother," Taylor said, now speaking too slow.
"What?" Nellie asked, confused.
"He owes me a favor. Now c'mon, before we're late to class!" Taylor said before they sprinted to their Computer class.
Cut! Okay, good official first chapter? I hope you like it. (: I'll write more ASAP. Until then...
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