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[indent]Okay, even if she [i]wasn’t technically[/i] invited to the party, Ophelia Brycen wouldn’t be, well, herself if she didn’t go about her business as if she [i]were[/i] invited to the party! So, as was the standard for her and her Candyland girls were holed up in her massive room in the upper floor of the mega mansion she called home, doing the fun part: makeup and clothes. At least she could finally relax! It was stressful being her. Candyland was easy to handle; it was her better halves that were a challenge. Hailey and Trixie hadn’t been the same since the ‘Owen experiment’ as Lia dubbed it in her head and her journal and to her fellow conspirators, Brynn and Lauren.

It made being the cream filling of the Hailey and Trixie Oreo a right fucking pain in the ass. Even now, Ophelia was having to nerf her own evening because of Trixie. She had pledged to her mom (not her birth mom, but whatever, she knew Belle better than Noli), and her auntie Jules that she’d stay STONE COLD SOBER and make sure Trixie didn’t get into any trouble.

Wew lad.

[color=eda946][b]“I think I should wear black, to represent how depressed I am that I can’t drink,”[/b][/color] Ophelia stated, poking her head out of her closet to check on her friends. [color=eda946][b]“What do you guys think, my lovelies?”[/b][/color]

Brynn was perched on the end of Ophelia’s bed, gazing at her reflection in a makeup mirror. She had [i]just[/i] finished applying her mascara since the rest of her look took nearly forty-five minutes to put together. She needed to look absolutely perfect for the party. How else did she expect to get a New Years kiss? Looking up to meet Lia’s eyes, she smiled. [color=cornflowerblue][b]“Sounds like a brilliant idea, but I’m going to warn you now that everyone else will probably be wearing some variation of black, so it, unfortunately, won’t be too original…”[/b][/color] Her words trailed off, remembering that she was also wearing black tonight. [color=cornflowerblue][b]“See what I mean? I guess we’re all mourning with you.”[/b][/color] Brynn continued, pointing down to her own ensemble.

Lauren was chilling on the other side of Ophelia’s room applying her own makeup. Jabbing at her eyelid with the eyeliner pencil was such a tedious task that required the highest level of concentration that was only achieved by Lauren Townsend. But, the task would pay off in the form of [i]literally[/i] the best wing in all of BHHS. Everything else was taken care of except the eyeliner. Eyeliner was the most important part of Lauren’s look. Literally. [color=7bcdc8][b]“Yeah we’ll be doing the mourning since we’re gonna be slaying in these outfits.”[/b][/color] Lauren turned around to Ophelia and Brynn and winked. [color=7bcdc8][b]“Slay, queens![/b][/color]

[color=eda946][b]“Yeah…. you’re right!”[/b][/color] Lia decided, ducking back into the closet. The door shut behind her, and a few moments later, Ophelia reemerged, now fully dressed in her dress of choice for the night, smoothing out a few creases. [color=eda946][b]“I can’t believe [i]we[/i] weren’t invited. Who does Damian think he is, anyway? You can’t [i]not invite US[/i] to a party. You should have talked to him, Lauren, he likes you.”[/b][/color]

Hearing the notion of Damian liking her, she burst into laughter, almost turning red as she said so. [color=7bcdc8][b]“Damian liking me? Stop, my guts hurt already!”[/b][/color] Lauren had to stand up to gather herself, taking a hand and fanning her face to make sure the tears went away, [color=7bcdc8][b]“There’s more of a chance of him being in love with my brother than him liking me. Those two are never without each other’s dick in their mouths.”[/b][/color]

Brynn smirked, tossing her hair over her shoulder to look over at Lauren. [color=cornflowerblue][b]“Yeah, I mean if I hadn’t already had sex with both of them, I totally would’ve thought they were a power couple. But, I have, so there goes that.”[/b][/color] She joked, a laugh escaping from her lips.[color=cornflowerblue][b] “Still, it doesn’t make sense we weren’t invited to the party. We [i]are[/i] the party.”[/b][/color]

[color=eda946][b]“That’s what I’m saying! We’re the fun part. ESPECIALLY US. We’re the eye candy! IT’S IN THE NAME. Fuckin’ boys, I swear… Whatever, I’m sure this is Henry’s doing somehow. He’ll do whatever he can to make Hailey unhappy. Little does he know, Hailey’s greatest secret is that she’s [i]always[/i] unhappy. Just kidding. Maybe.”[/b][/color] Ophelia rolled her eyes and looked around the room, before she finally located what she was searching for: purse. Purse was life. She walked across the room and grabbed the purse, sitting down on the bed. [color=eda946][b]“It’s a real shame Henry hates us. All I want in life is for him to date that cute girl that’s always hanging off of him… Make an honest man out of him.”[/b][/color] She was looking down now, digging through the purse and making sure she had the ESSENTIALS.

[color=7bcdc8][b]”Henry? That one guy with all those girls and guy around his finger?[/b][/color] Lauren asked curiously, turning around in her chair so that she was on her knees like a child. [color=7bcdc8][b]“Hmph. I wonder how he got all of those fucking girls. Especially that one Korean girl.”[/b][/color] The fully dressed girl looked at her bestie Ophelia and was taken aback by just how much she slayed. If she wasn’t a Candy she would’ve died right there on the spot. [color=7bcdc8][b]“Oh my god, Ophelia. You. Look. Amazing.”[/b][/color]
[color=cornflowerblue][b]“You are an absolute [i]goddess[/i] Lia. We are going to knock ‘em dead tonight.”[/b][/color] Brynn grinned brightly, pulling out her phone and standing up from her seat. Going on to Snapchat, she turned to her friends. In her world, if it wasn’t on Snapchat, it certainly didn’t happen. [color=cornflowerblue][b]“Alright ladies, pile in, this has got to go on my story. BHHS doesn’t know what’s about to hit them.”[/b][/color] 

Like a trained model, Ophelia’s face immediately curled into the perfect, game winning smile, and then after the picture, she morphed back to normal. [color=eda946][b]“Hopefully we actually get into this party? They can’t be serious about not inviting us. It’s a dare. A bluff. Right?”[/b][/color] She shook her head dismissively, brushing her shoulder off as if to get rid of some dirt, then rolled her eyes. [color=eda946][b]“Anyway… I guess we should go hook up with the H and the T in my life, huh? And MarMar! Where is he anyway? It’s bad luck to not have all the girls together…”[/b][/color]

As Brynn pulled out her phone, Lauren darted over and busted into a clearly rehearsed, but astonishing smile. After the pic was taken, she stopped smiling and went back to normal much like her best friend Ophelia.  [color=7bcdc8][b]“They’re just stupid. Saving the best for last. Clearly.”[/b][/color] Lauren winked at Ophelia to reassure her. [color=7bcdc8][b]“You’re gonna fucking slay, Queen.”[/b][/color]
[color=eda946][b]“Well, [i]of course[/i], that’s what I do. It’s in my blood! Question. Do we want to drive ourselves, or twiddle our thumbs until Hailey gets here and her Butler can drive us?”[/b][/color] Ophelia questioned her friends, peering up from the phone she was already tapping text messages out on. [color=eda946][b]“It doesn’t matter to ME since I gotta be all SOBER anyway…”[/b][/color]
[color=cornflowerblue][b]“Well, I haven’t started drinking yet, and the longer we have here, the more shots of tequila I can take…”[/b][/color] Brynn slipped her hand into her purse, fishing for her flask, which she pulled out with ease. [color=cornflowerblue][b]“Besides, we need to make an entrance at this party, and the more of us there are, the more powerful it’ll be.”[/b][/color] She concluded, taking a swig of her alcohol like it was water.

Watching Brynn take a swig out of her flask had tempted Lauren. She gave into her vices and took the flask from Brynn. [color=7bcdc8][b]“Don’t mind if I do!”[/b][/color] The twin also took a swig out of it, the burn not bothering her at all. [color=7bcdc8][b]“Good shit, Brynn.”[/b][/color]

Brynn smirked, [color=cornflowerblue][b]“It was the best I found in my liquor cabinet, so I obviously had to bring it for the most important occasion of the year.”[/b][/color] Taking the flask back, she took another swig before pulling out her phone and opening up the Candie’s group chat. [color=cornflowerblue][b]“I’m going to text Marshall and let him know what the plan is.” [/b][/color] With a mischievous glint in her eye, Brynn turned to the other Candies.  [color=cornflowerblue][b]“Hold on tight, ladies, cause tonight’s going to be a [i]wild[/i] ride.”[/b][/color]

[color=eda946][b]"Huh? I'm already texting Marshall, no worries."[/b][/color] As if on cue, once Ophelia spoke, both of her girls's phones buzzed with a text:

[color=eda946][b]Gumdrop, gumdrop~ We're ready! I'm p sure the plan is for all of us to get a ride from Hailey and arrive as a unit, to protest this exclusion peacefully.
Yeah.
Peacefully.[/b][/color]

Ophelia dropped her phone into her purse and sighed softly, running a hand through her hair. [color=eda946][i]Peacefully... Ugh, this is a bad plan.[/i][/color] But she would never speak ill of Hailey's decisions. Quickly putting the smile back on her face, Ophelia looked up at her crew and clasped her hands together, [color=eda946][b]"Let's go! Hailey should be here soon."[/b][/color][/indent]