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	The sun rose from the palms outside awaiting to greet Ximena with a beautiful day, some dare say as beautiful as she was. Not that that was even possible considering who she was obviously. Her alarm gently vibrated waiting for the perfect moment in her sleep cycle to wake up the sleeping beauty. Her drapes on a timer opened slowly as the sun shone in from outside like a warm blanket. Her window was open which let in a few bird and other forest critters. They jumped on the bed and peeled back the pearly white comforter that bundle their queen. Ximena came into view with a sleeping mask perfectly nestled on her face shield her eyes from the world’s disappointments. Sitting up she yawned before her lips curled into her traditional devious smile. The mask came off and revealed her soft features. She greeted her little critters and burst out into song alongside with her audience of animals. As she got up to get dressed, her friend began to tidy up her bed and accompany her around her room helping her prepare. Her voice was sweet and gentle as she laughed and skipped around.

Except for the fact that none of this actually happened and her real alarm rang letting out a horrid cacophonous sound. Ximena’s hand came out from underneath the covers and crushed the snooze button as if were made of paper. She kicked off the blankets before she ripped her facemask off and threw it at her mountain of dirty clothes on her computer chair. Ximena grabbed the small bell on her desk and rang it to summon her butlers that take care of tidying her room and preparing her for the day. She wasn’t so nice and boisterous with these forest critters, [color=AD3434]“Make sure you set out my clothes out perfectly on the bed and get my makeup station set up, I don’t want to be late…well I do, but fashionably late. I can’t do that if you guys are slow right? I don’t pay you to just look at me, although I should. Well I don’t even pay you at all ha. Anyways…uhm what was your name? Consuela? Whatever your name is just remember to set out my favorite thong out, it’s the one in my top drawer, kisses!!!”[/color] Ximena closed the door behind her for her cavernous washroom, it was the size of a small apartment really. 

If a normal girl told you she was going to get ready that was code for I’ll be ready in an hour or three, for Ximena it was more like half a day. She needed to exfoliate, soak, and whatever ungodly rituals that kept her skin as soft and young as a baby. Rather than jump into her clothes she sat at her computer table checking all the latest status updates and tweets. Social media was her domain, her kingdom, if anyone made so much as a noise she heard about it first. She was the judge, jury, and executioner. There was only a stay of execution as she had just moved schools so she had yet to sink her claws into this school. King’s Academy didn’t know what they were in for, she would be the Usurper, whoever sat on her throne would have a rude awakening. She quickly signed off and put her mask on at her vanity mirror, the final step in her shapeshifting make up session was the application of her cherry red lipstick. It was her signature weapon, with a few stolen glances of self-absorbed admiration she kissed her mirror leaving her mark. 

The uniform would just not do, she had to give it her own flare. She shook her head before seemingly pulling a pair of scissors out of nowhere. Fabric fell to the floor like hair in a barber shop; not too long and not too short, but just right. Ximena threw on a pair of thigh highs on accompanied with her newly tailored mini skirt; her blazer was left open with her undershirt unbuttoned at the top. Her nipple piercings bled through her shirt since bras were rather bothersome and how else would someone see that you had them pierced? Before she could run out of her house her mother’s voice rang in her ears, [color=gray]“Ximena make sure you go over to Andrés and go to school with him, he has been here longer than you have”[/color] once in a while her mother did have a good idea, I mean it’s how she got Ximena famous in the first place, [color=AD3434]“Ya mamá yo sé. Bye!”[/color] With that Ximena rushed out the house and made her way over to her favorite cousin’s house. 

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	Andrés was sleeping quite peacefully, that was until his brother snuck into his room and loomed over his younger brother waiting for him to wake up. When Andrés didn’t show any signs of walking up due to his presence, he turned it up a notch. The sound of shaving cream dispensing out of the canister could be heard in a low hum. A nice sized glob of white foam was perfectly placed in Santiago’s hand. His brother let out a contagious giggle before he slapped the Spanish out of Andrés. Ripped from his dream of winning the world cup and being named MVP, Andrés shot up from his bed leading to his imminent fall of the side of his bead. Santiago roared in laughter as Andrés rolled his eyes and filled with anger. [color=FFF79A]“Porqués eres tan mamón?! Siempre la misma mierda con usted”[/color] Santiago was in tears as his little brother paraded around in anger. [color=gray]“Ya cálmate, mi querido hermano. Our cousin Ximena is here and she’s waiting for you to get ready for school. Get ready you’re late for your last year of high school. Make sure you don’t get her mixed up with that drug bullshit. She’s got enough on her plate with nuestra tía. Oh and you might want to shave that stuff off your face.”[/color] Santiago said with a quick burst of laughter once more. 

Andrés went from a rage to a panic as he realized he was late for school and his cousin was waiting for him downstairs. Luckily boys got ready at the drop of the hat, none of the intricate tendencies girls had to undergo to look presentable. Andrés hopped in the shower while brushing his teeth, using the shower water to wash out the paste. He was only in there for about five minutes before he jumped out of the shower almost falling again. With his uniform on and his shoes laced he ran downstairs to greet his famous cousin. Their eyes met and she gave him a quaint smile matched with a hand wave like proper royalty. [color=AD3434]“Andrés! I haven’t seen you in forever! It’s so nice to see you again, how’s soccer? Don’t tell me actually your beautiful mother here was just telling me all about it”[/color] Andrés awkwardly smiled before heading over to collect his bag, [color=FFF79A]“Yeah I have a lot of offers from professional teams and colleges, but I think my father wants me to stay and help with the family business”[/color] he said remembering what his brother had just told him. [color=gray]“Don’t be so modest Andrés, you worked very hard to get where you are mijo, now go with your cousin to school, you’re late! You both look great. We were never able to dress like that in my day. Oh god I’m aging myself, go now, make sure you carpool!”[/color] Lorena said walking towards the pool out back. 

[color=AD3434]“We’ll take your car, I’ve never been in a McLaren before”[/color] Ximena said entering the garage, [color=AD3434]“It’ll just be like old times.”[/color] Andrés smiled and followed suite as they both got into his car. The engine roared and purred as he pulled out of his garage and whipped the corner and accelerated down the strip to get to school, he wasn’t late just yet. [color=FFF79A]“Just so you know I don’t know anyone really knows what to expect from you transferring or even who you are or that you’re related to me. I think they just know someone famous is supposed to come. Whatever you decided to do just know that I have your back, familia cierto?”[/color] Ximena smiled, [color=AD3434]“Oh you don’t know what I have planned for these chingados.”[/color] Andrés pulled into his spot he pretty much had on reserve since he was King’s Academy’s soccer elite. His presence was bound to pull some looks and if that wasn’t enough XiXi’s presence would. XiXi got out of the car and flipped her hair in the wind like something out of a movie just without the slow motion. She set her sights on the group herding around the entrance, specifically at Victoire who she sized up as her primary competition. 

Ximena stood by the side of Johnny Baxter, [color=AD3434]“Who you texting cutie? I think I’m more interesting than whoever that text is going to”[/color] she said as a hand went playfully through his hair. [color=AD3434]“That’s a nice camera you have there, I bet it would look better filming me. You’ve probably heard of me, it’s kind of hard not to when I’m everywhere. Billboard top 100 and Disney are just some of names in my headshot.”[/color] Ximena then turned to the larger group in front, her voice changing from seductive to commanding. [color=AD3434]“My name is Ximena Garcia, but you can just call me [i]XiXi[/i]. I can’t wait to get to know you all”[/color] she said batting her eyes paired with a smile that was too practiced to be real. 

Before Andrés could get a word in, he saw his cousin strutting her way over to the rest of the group. Shaking his head he opened the trunk and got his soccer bag and ball before making his way over. Not to be outdone by his own cousin he had to show off some flashy footwork, just not in the same sense. Andrés kicked the ball up making sure it never touched the ground even going so far as to thread it through the back of his legs back to the front. He caught up to his cousin and the group, catching the ball in his hand. [color=FFF79A]“I see you guys have already met my cousin.” This would be an interesting year.[/color]

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