[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180124/fc8ebfdee93d4f33f10596952fbb73e9.png[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Beverly Hills High School
[b]Interacting with:[/b] Cassandra[sub][@smarty0114][/sub]
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Cassie woke up, wrapped in blankets, and falling swiftly to the floor. The thud of her body hitting the ground was cushioned by her cocoon, thankfully. She blinked at the hardwood floor that she’d found herself staring at and groaned. Cassie had always been a restless sleeper, but it got bad when she was nervous. And this being the first day back, last night had not been easy on her nerves. She hated high school, like most kids. Unlike most kids, she had to pretend to be an entirely different person at high school. Well, maybe not so much unlike most kids.

Cassandra unraveled herself from the blankets and got up, padding to the shower, where she waited for the water to get, probably dangerously hot, scalding for sure to most people. Cassie didn’t mind it. She liked hot showers. She rinsed the night of restlessness from her skin and hair, and soon got out and dressed. For this day she picked tight fitting jeans, paired with an oversized sweater, and a knit scarf, along with some black leather boots. Still had to look good.

California wasn’t known for it’s winters, but that didn’t mean that the morning wasn’t cold. After the twenty minute drive to school Cassie hurried inside, arms wrapped around herself to keep warm, and very nearly bumped into a small, mousy girl. Cassie looked her over, and a quizzical look came over her face. [color=a0d8ef][b]”Hey, you’re the girl who was talking to Marshall on New Years right? About the Candies? Eloise? Or Elizabeth?”[/b][/color] Cassie asked, struggling to remember the younger girls name.

Her first official day at Beverly Hills had just started as Elodie jumped out of bed at six am. It was still dark outside but never the less, the young exchange student began her morning routine. Well, her slightly altered morning routine. She wanted to shine like a star today. After a quick bowl of cornflakes, she began her run on the treadmill. Nothing gave you quite the same gloss as a morning workout. After that, she just grabbed a quick shower and went to school. Her automatic car drove itself to school as Elodie checked her Instagram. There were so many pictures from the party. It kept a smile on her face. Even though it ended sooner than she liked. At least for her.
 
With the car parked she stepped out and walked up to the school. Even winters in California were hot! Elodie kept her eyes on her phone though, going through every new person’s social media, trying to get to know them better. So when the girl she didn’t know nearly ran into her she jumped a little.
 
[color=f49ac2]“Oh yeah!”[/color] She answered enthusiastically when the girl brought up Marshall. [color=f49ac2]“Yeah, I just read about the candies when I got here and-“[/color] well she wouldn’t understand what that meant. [color=f49ac2]“Sorry, I’m Elodie. And you are… wait you’re Cassandra!”[/color] The French girl nearly jumped again, only this time in excitement. [color=f49ac2]“You’re a candy too, aren’t you!? You got your own clothing line! I’ve read all about you! I’ve been dying to meet  you!”[/color]

Cassie couldn’t help but blush and giggle a bit. She forgot sometime’s how her and her friends came off to the outside world. [color=a0d8ef][i]Highschool’s weird[/i][/color] Cassandra thought. [color=a0d8ef][b]”Well, clothing line is a big word, but that’s the goal. I make my own clothes and I sell them. It’s a hobby more than anything,”[/b][/color] Cassie said, grinning through her white lies. 

Truly, her clothes were less of a hobby, and more of a lifeline. They kept her grounded, connected to who she was, and they kept her and her mom afloat at times too. When her mom’s paycheck wasn’t gonna come on time, Cassie was there, ready to help. All thanks to her “hobby.” 

[color=a0d8ef][b]”And, yes, I’m a Candy, not that I really think of myself like that. Marshall said you wanted to hang out with us?”[/b][/color] Cassie asked, smirking. Cassandra, as a rule, didn’t love new people, but this girl was endearing, and Cassie was bored. Not to mention, a new girl to play with might keep everyone from focusing on her and her white lies. [color=a0d8ef][i]Always playing the game, aren’t you Cassie?[/i][/color]

[color=f49ac2]“Oh yes! So much!”[/color] Elodie said as she took Cassandra by the arm as they kept walking forward. [color=f49ac2]“I’ve read everything about you. Your mission! Your history! I love it! Even in Paris high schools, they don’t have that. And we call ourselves the city of love! But I forgot to ask Marshall so much.”[/color] Elodie just kept going on. Trying to showcase her unending enthusiasm. [color=f49ac2]“But I’ve never found out how to join! Like, do you have to be invited? Because if so, I will do literally anything to get in. I love helping people find love! They called me cupid back home!”[/color] Well, that wasn’t true. She thought of herself as Cupid and some of her friends might have called her that as a one-time-thing. But still, she reckoned she was giving Cassandra a pitch talk. A few, little, innocent lives wouldn’t be that horrible, right?

Cassie grinned. This girl had moxie, that was for sure. [color=a0d8ef][b]”Cupid huh? Well, with our help, maybe you can be more of an Aphrodite,”[/b][/color] Cassie said with a wink, as they walked down the hall, Cassie leading them towards her locker. [color=a0d8ef][b]”The Candies aren’t all sunshine and rainbows though. I mean, yeah, the girls are a great time, but being with them means being a part of everything. These clowns,”[/b][/color] Cassie gestured to the meandering students, nerds and band geeks and goths, [color=a0d8ef][b]”all have an opinion on you, or your sex life. It can be hard sometimes. You slip up and Jamie Callaghan is blasting your business in the Student Life section, saying [color=31ba9f]’The people deserve to know’[/color], not to mention dealing with Hailey Green. Do you think you’ve got what it takes?”[/b][/color]

[b][color=f49ac2]“I.. don’t really have a sex life. So I’m guessing that’s a good thing here.”[/color][/b] Elodie stated. Still, she grew a little red in her cheeks. She never really considered anyone’s sex life anyone else’s business. Oh, of course, she and her girlfriends talked about it. But it was never that much of a gossip subject. Or was it and did she just never notice? Next, to that, Elodie barely knew half the names Cassandra just summed up. Who was Jamie Callaghan and why was he so interested in making people know things? What business did he have in any else’s lives?

[b][color=f49ac2]“I haven’t actually met Hailey, yet.”[/color][/b] That was one person she had heard of. A close friend of Trixie. [b][color=f49ac2]“But I’m sure I can take her!”[/color][/b] she quickly tried to stand up tall again. In her mind, she played with the notion of becoming Aphrodite. Maybe deep down she always wanted to be like that. Irresistible. Oozing beauty with every step. Elodie just kept going where Cassandra led her. [b][color=f49ac2]“But Hailey doesn’t lead the Candies, does she? That’s Ophelia. Tell me, what is she like?”[/color][/b]

Cassie gave Elodie a look, a deep one, trying to peer through the layers that made her up. She saw a bit of herself in her, a young Cassie peeking through, ready to take on the world. Maybe this youngster would escape with that youthful optimism intact. [color=a0d8ef][b]”First off, be careful who you say that around. Hailey isn’t one for challengers. Now, Ophelia. She’s maybe the one person I trust here. Well, her and the rest of the Candies. She’s always had my back. Once you get in with her, you’ve got a great friend,”[/b][/color] Cassie said, reaching her locker, opening it up and reaching in to grab out her books.

[color=a0d8ef][b]”Who do you have for homeroom? Winship?”[/b][/color]

Elodie felt a bit taken aback. Was the school really so filled with antagonizing people? She didn’t even know Hailey and she was already warned not to become a challenger. Not that she even thought she could be one. And Ophelia and the Candies being the only ones she trusted, made Elodie a bit frightened. Though it also made her want to be a Candy even more. Just to have a group of friends to be safe around. Still, maybe Cassandra was exaggerating a little?

[b][color=f49ac2]“Yeah, I got Mrs. Winship.”[/color][/b] Elodie answered a little less skippy. It was replaced with cautiousness: [b][color=f49ac2]“So for who should, I look out? I’ve heard of someone named Owen but are there others?”[/color][/b]

Cassie could tell she’d frightened the girl. That hadn’t been her intention, but it wasn’t shocking. Cassie probably could’ve sugar coated it a little bit, but the more this girl knew about this school, the better. [color=a0d8ef][b]”Good, so do me and the rest of the girls,”[/b][/color] Cassie replied with a grin. [color=a0d8ef][b]”As for who you should watch out for, well Owen’s a good start. He’s Trixie’s ex, and a total douche canoe. Trevor Wells and Damian O’Connor are his best friends, the other two members of the Elite, but they’re mostly alright. Jamie is okay, but don’t trust him with anything you wouldn’t want the school to know, because he’s a gossip. Marshall is great, obvi, same goes for Brynn. She’s a bit of a skank, but I’m not one for slut shaming, so.”[/b][/color] Cassie grinned at Elodie as they reached Winship’s class. [color=a0d8ef][b]”Look Elodie, I’m gonna let you in on a little secret. I think you’re fun. You’re adorable, and we need adorable. So play your cards right, and you might be looking at a one way ticket to Candyland.”[/b][/color]

With that said, Cassie led Elodie into Winship’s room, and sat down with the younger girl at the Candies’ table, grinning. [color=a0d8ef][b]”Girls, this is Elodie.[/b][/color]