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[sub][color=lavender]Collab by [color=pink]Stella[/color] [@metanoia] & [color=76ff7a]Chrissie[/color] [@TootsiePop][/color][/sub]
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With music blaring out of her bluetooth speakers, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vCihL4lX4LU]Ideas[/url] by Au/Ra, the Starlet of King’s Academy finished strapping on her last heel, while examining her french mani and pedi that she got only a couple of hours ago. Getting off her [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/8a/d9/82/8ad982c63455e758e07726e35890c1da.jpg]white sheeted[/url] bed, compliments to the Lamberts, Chrissie strutted to the vanity to check herself out. She was a [url=https://imgur.com/NvDZBrQ]pink flower[/url] in a room of white, standing out and looking good. Most importantly though? [i]Feeling[/i] good. 

Almost when the chorus came on, she started touching up her lips with gloss and swaying her shoulders and hips to the rhythm. After kissing the air, as she gawked at herself in the mirror, she twirled to music and sang out loud, [color=76ff7a]“...Don’t put ideas in my head, no. Because the deeper they get, the more I like it. Don’t put ideas in my, no, don’t put ideas in my, no, don’t put ideas in my head…”[/color]

As the song continued, she prepared her evening bag, the Kate Spade’s [url=https://cdna.lystit.com/photos/96fc-2014/02/11/kate-spade-new-york-silver-emanuelle-glitter-clutch-product-1-17445551-0-070451993-normal.jpeg]Emanuelle Glitter Clutch[/url] one. She’d rather be too prepared than not prepared at all. Make up just in case, blotting papers for her girls with caked faces, safety pins for emergency repairs, mint because she ain’t got time for people’s bad breath, stain removal stick, her phone, and deo for obvious reasons, a small version of her scent for the day to freshen up, and tampons for emergencies. Not for her since she wouldn’t get her period anytime soon, but for whoever. Chris always had some JUST IN CASE her friends needed it. No one would ruin their dress on her watch!  Part of her hated the need to bring a bag, but also, part of her simply loved how it accentuated her look, as well as flaunt her daddy’s wealth. 

When the song came to a close, she finished her ensemble with another round of mist, ‘Such a Flirt’. This was a vibrant, floral fragrance, with a tease of tempting starfruit and white orchid. She already sprayed some prior to her putting her dress on, but this was just a little more, for extra measure. She was aiming to have [i]fun[/i] tonight, which called for a playful scent. A scent that was alluring and tempting, but not too strong. A subtle statement. 

Grabbing her phone, she snapped a picture of herself to her Cherry, making a goofy face, purposely trying to look unattractive, and commented: [color=76ff7a]“Can’t wait to see you!”[/color] Once she turned her music off, she swung her door open, a sudden curiosity washing over her of what her cousin was wearing, and [i]who[/i] her cousin was taking. Thank GOD [b]not[/b] Carter. Deciding to break the silence, bored of being petty, she sauntered down the hall and to Stella’s bedroom. In Chris’ fashion, rather than knock, she decided to go for the door and...

[color=pink]“Don’t you ever knock!?”[/color] Stella stood in front of her full-body mirror, nearly tipping it over when Chrissie had burst through her bedroom door.  It was common courtesy to knock before entering someone’s room but Chrissie seemed to lack that in spades. Fortunately for the brunette, she was dressed and moments away from applying the finishing touches to her hair, which was down but it was clear the right amount of product had been applied to it as well as a recent winner of the best treatment the saloon had to offer.

For most of the week, Stella had mostly relaxed. In the time that she wasn’t seeing Carter casually, texting him when she could, and calling him, she had been doing the same thing with Santiago. After their surprisingly pleasant date, Stella was in a good place. It was odd but when she had that do-over, knowing that it was a purely platonic date, a majority of her negative thoughts had disappeared like a raft of ducks flying south for the winter. She didn’t know if it had to do with Santiago treating her to the date or her finally coming to terms that you can’t control everything, but when her hazel brown eyes gave Chrissie the time of day, she felt bitter towards her cousin, who she had to admit looked beautiful.

As she fixed [url=https://i.imgur.com/wb7p5DZ.jpg]Weitzman Nudist sandals[/url] and straightened the dress with multiple green fabrics and colors she wore that came to a stop at mid thigh and tightened the belt, she sighed and took a long moment to inhale and exhale, pushing all of what she could say right now to Chrissie down where she didn’t have to think about it right now.

Turning around, she stood firm where she was and eyed Chrissie with as much of a genuine smile she could muster, knowing for the sake of the household, she had to remain civil, regardless how much it was killing her right now.  [color=pink]“What do you want, Chrissie.”[/color] Stella asked. She didn’t feel like wasting any time, especially since she didn’t know when Santiago would be arriving.

Ew. Stella was doing a shit job hiding her annoyance and disgust. Mature, really. Leaning against the rim of the door, crossed arms, Chris rolled her eyes and honestly admitted, [color=76ff7a]“I’m allowed to be curious. Wanted to see what you were wearing.”[/color] She took a moment to scan her cousin up and down before smiling, [color=76ff7a]“Sexy, I like. That lip shade really works with the green.[/color] 

It was interesting watching Stella’s change in style, mannerism, and just overall vibe. From a sweetheart to a vixen. With this sudden new-found confidence, it made sense. All thanks to Paris and [i]not[/i] Carter. Today, however, Chris would not go out of her way to ruin her cousin’s day or even attempt to cockblock her if she left her date and gravitated to Carter. Things weren’t always about her and Chrissie had her mind set on enjoying her night with Kavi, and eyeing the tension between Mr. Russo and Ariana. He would watch in pain as his kitten lured yet another boy in for a good time. Stella and Carter were the least of her concerns. For today. Expectantly, she waited for Stella to give her a compliment back because Chrissie knew she looked phenomenal, but she wanted to [i]hear[/i] it. 

Stella smiled, proceeding to grab her clutch. [color=pink]“Momma picked the shade out, said it went well with my dress. But thank you for noticing.”[/color] As she went to walk forward, Stella saw how her cousin was looking at her as though she was waiting for something. [color=pink]“If there isn’t anything else, I should get going,”[/color] she stated simply, moving closer to Chrissie but not yet reaching the door. [color=pink]“So, [i]is[/i] there anything else you need from me? If not, then could you please step to the side. You’re blocking my way.”[/color]

Okay, so her cousin was choosing to be rude. Chrissie was trying to make today a day of peace, a day where they could push all this bullshit behind them so they could smile and act like they weren’t in a feud, but being talked to like [i]this[/i] was not something Chrissie would stand for. She honestly didn’t care if Stella bitched and whined to the whole family and played the victim, but Stel talking to her like this, like she was yesterday’s trash was a HELL no in her book. [color=76ff7a]“Stella, what the [i]fuck[/i] is your problem? You’re being a bitch and I’m just here telling you [i]you[/i] look cute. Fuck you, and this whole new personality you got going for you is seriously unlikable.”[/color] Scoffing, having snapped, honestly regretting playing the peacemaker, Chris turned around and headed down the hall, [color=76ff7a]“Stop crying over spilled milk, and don’t worry. I’ll stay at Ariana’s!”[/color]   

She was more confused than angry right now. When she didn’t talk to Chrissie, her cousin still blew a gasket and when she did, it was her doing everything she could to not bite her head off and still it resulted in the same thing. Stella truly didn’t want to deal with her,  especially [i]today[/i] of all days. On a day where it was supposed to be about celebrating love and cherish the bonds one had, there was Chrissie McCoy, making sure she pushed all of the right buttons to get that response she so desperately wanted.

Well, congratulations, Chrissie. You got it.

[color=pink]“Or better yet, maybe you should just go back to Scotland!”[/color] Stella rushed out of her bedroom door, her legs carrying her and closer to her cousin. [color=pink]“Because I know I speak for everyone when I say we’re tired of your backstabbing, two-faced dramatics!”[/color] As she spoke, Stella shoved against the back of Chrissie’s shoulder as she went downstairs.

As Stella stormed downstairs, Chrissie was both full of rage and sadness. Screaming off the top of her lungs, she shouted, [color=76ff7a]“Maybe I will, you fucking cunt!”[/color] Fighting the urge to cry, because now her cousin was holding ONE action, where she toyed with Carter, against her like it was a life sentence, the drama queen ran down the stairs, pushing her out of the way, and going straight outside. If Stella couldn’t tell the difference between her trying to ruin someone’s life and her being jealous that her best friend wanted to be with a guy more than she wanted to be with her, then there really was nothing left between them. 

How would she understand how vulnerable Chris was right now? She wouldn’t and she wasn’t even trying to. Jason broke up with Chris and immediately afterwards Stella went to Paris on a romantic getaway. Who was there for her? Ariana. Mind you, Ariana was in a different country too! Greece! And still found the time to call her. Also, to add insult to injury, friends like Shawna checked up on her! Like, really? Where was Stella?! Being selfish and a bitch, that’s where. The moment she came back from ‘finding herself’ and growing a pair it’s only been about her! 

When she reached Kavi’s car, she screeched,  [color=76ff7a]“I HATE HER!”[/color] 
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