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[sub]Starring [color=D2652C]Chanel[/color] | [color=CF5685]Julie[/color] [/sub][/center]

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Julie smiled at the picture of a small Chanel grinning toothless back at her. Going down the line she saw scenes of her best friend and her brother growing up. Deep down it made her feel sad knowing the Martin siblings story. As she heard her best friend dragging her feet down the stairs she spun around to face her smiling brightly.

[color=CF5685]“Oh you know… I sold my soul to satan.”[/color] she winked at her friend and giggled. [color=CF5685]“I brought you a bit of a pick-me-up!”[/color] Julie exclaimed and lifted the tote bag filled with products and gave it a light shake so Chanel could hear the jumble of goodies inside of it. Almost immediately, Chanel’s facial expression changed; what was once before a painful grimace turned into an expression of pure delight. Without much hesitation, Chanel reached for the bag of products so that she could take a peek inside; her eyes widened happily as she spotted the several bottles of toner, moisturizer, and perfume. Chanel looked up at her best friend with an appreciative grin; although her stomach was still churning and her head felt like it was going to explode, Julie's gesture sure made her feel a whole lot better than before.

[color=D2652C]"Oh, what did I do to deserve such a good friend like you?"[/color] Chanel said with a smile as she slowly began to lead the way to the kitchen. [color=D2652C]"I would definitely give you a hug, but I'm in desperate need of a [i]shower[/i]."[/color] The young woman shuddered a bit as she headed to the refrigerator to refill her glass of water.

Smoothing out her skirt as she sat down in one of the kitchen chairs Julie surveyed her friend as she gulped down the water. [color=CF5685]“I gather that you had an.. Eventful night?”[/color] she suppressed a small laugh. It was a rare sight to see Chanel in this state so her redheaded friend couldn't help but just smile at her. 

Chanel simply shot her friend a look as she gingerly placed her glass into the sink. [color=D2652C]“Girl, eventful would be an understatement,”[/color] she said as she thought back on everything that had happened earlier that night. Chanel fell silent as she remembered how she’d given Lucas Anderson a hard slap across the face near the start of the dance; while he definitely deserved it, she couldn’t help but feel slightly embarrassed at how quickly she’d reacted without thinking things through. And then there was the alcohol. Apparently, Chanel needed to learn her limits; although she’d already downed multiple cups of spiked punch, she didn’t hesitate to drink her weight in Vodka when it was offered to her.

[color=CF5685]“Anyway…”[/color] Julie started, changing the subject as she dug around in her small purse for her phone. [color=CF5685]“I have some more good news actually.”[/color] A big grin spreading across the girls face as she scrolled through the contacts on her phone. Chanel leaned against the counter and eyed her friend curiously as she did so. Finally she stopped at a specific name and sent the contact over to her friends phone. [color=CF5685]“Daddy said to call his assistant Josephine! He’s made sure she saved you an intern spot!”[/color] Julie twittered as she clapped her hands excitedly. Before Julie could even fully finish her sentence, Chanel hurriedly pulled her own cell phone from her pocket to take a look at what her friend had sent her. As the news began to set in, the young woman let out an excited, high-pitched squeal, something that the subsequent sharp pain in her head almost made her instantly regret. But Chanel paid it no mind as she stared at the phone number she’d been given, a grin spread so wide across her face that it nearly made her cheeks ache. It was no secret to anyone that Chanel had always dreamed of pursuing a career in the fashion industry; as she stared at the phone number, Chanel finally felt the sense that she was now in the process of turning her dreams into a reality.

[color=D2652C]"Julie..."[/color] Chanel finally said as she struggled to find the right words to say. [color=D2652C]"I... fucking love you,"[/color] the girl finally said before throwing her arms around the other girl, enveloping her in a hug. [color=D2652C]"thank you, thank you, thank you."[/color]

Julie laughed at her best friend’s sudden outburst [color=CF5685]“Anything for you CoCo, you know that.”[/color] she returned her hug just as excitedly. [color=CF5685]“But remember the rest of the interns are all from fashion schools and they fought tooth and nail to get in.”[/color] The redhead pondered as they broke apart. [color=CF5685]“So they [i]will[/i] be vicious. And that’s coming from the daughter of their boss,”[/color] She huffed. 

[color=D2652C]“Girl, you know better than anyone in this world that I can handle myself,”[/color] Chanel said as she returned to her original spot and picked up her cell phone once more, [color=D2652C]“I’ve been waiting and preparing for this since freshman year, so believe me when I say that I’m not going to let myself or any of these ‘vicious’ fashion students screw this up for me.”[/color] Of course, Chanel meant every word of what she had said.

[color=D2652C]“So, this definitely calls for a celebration,”[/color] Chanel declared as she looked up at her best friend with a wide grin. [color=D2652C]“I mean, I still feel like shit… so my idea of ‘celebrating’ would probably be something along the lines of eating junk food and watching old episodes of Project Runway. And now that I think about it, we still have a bunch of ice cream left over from our last trip to the grocery store since Andre hasn’t been around and our uncle only eats when he's…”[/color] The young woman found herself rambling on as she pulled open the refrigerator door and took a quick peek inside. She only stopped talking mid-sentence when a new thought popped into her mind; she poked her head out from behind the door to look at Julie with a raised eyebrow. [color=D2652C]“Oh, and have you heard anything from April lately?”[/color] the young woman asked. [color=D2652C]“I think that we should invite her over too, you know? Share the news... but I haven’t spoken to her in [i]days[/i]. I didn’t even get to see or talk to her at the dance.”[/color]

Julie bit her lip as Chanel mentioned the last part of their trio, it was true she hadn’t heard from April in forever either. But then again their relationship has been shaky at best for a long time. Still Julie was worried about her, April had seemed of at the dance. [color=CF5685]“You’re right… We should call her.”[/color] Julie sighed and unlocked her phone scrolling down to April’s name and calling it. The young woman paced the length of Chanel’s kitchen table back and forth as the dial tone rang in her ear. When she reached the voicemail Julie was kind of relieved [color=CF5685]“Ehr… Hi April it’s me… uhm Julie! Me and Chanel is at her house celebrating her new internship at daddy's office. So… uhm when you get this come over. Haven’t heard from you in a minute sooo.. yeah, bye!”[/color] obviously flustered she hung up. 

She looked back up at Chanel [color=CF5685]“Did that sound as forced as I think it did?”[/color] she whimpered. Chanel simply offered her friend a weak smile and a shrug of her shoulders as she continued to search her kitchen cabinets. Then her phone vibrated in her hand and she looked down at the notification. [color=CF5685]“Huh… it looks like our girl Aaliyah has gotten an instagram,”[/color] a small smile spreading across the MacMillan girls face. [color=CF5685]“And it looks like she might be more receptive for a makeover than we thought!”[/color] she smirked as she showed her friend the picture Aaliyah had posted before giving her a follow back. 

A wide grin spread across Chanel’s face as she took a quick look at Aaliyah’s post. [color=D2652C]“I got a friend request from her earlier this morning... honestly thought I was dreaming when I first saw it.”[/color] Never in a million years would Chanel have expected Aaliyah King to show up to homecoming looking the way that she did; and now, with the girl finally taking the steps to create her own social media accounts, Chanel couldn’t agree more with what her friend had said. [color=D2652C]“I’ll shoot her a DM, see if she wants to come along with us to one of our future shopping trips,”[/color] the young woman said with a certain gleam in her eye, [color=D2652C]“We can work our magic on her then. And who knows… maybe we’ll do such a good job that our trio could possibly turn into a quartet.“[/color]

Julie nodded along as she kept her eye on the freshly made instagram. [color=CF5685]“You know we will! Mmh and I agree we have been needing an expansion for sometime now.”[/color] she plopped her phone back in to her bag and walked over to where Chanel stood by the fridge. [color=CF5685]“Do you have any mint chocolate chip ice cream left?”[/color] she said as she opened the freezer door.  
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