Blue Royalty | Official Thread

Elodie DeLoughrey


“I like it./!”
“Me too,” she quickly added with a slight smirking, seeing how she reacted to that. “It makes you think what kind off tasks they all have.” Saying that, she stayed quiet for a bit, carefully looking at Safiya without making it obvious. It made her wonder what she got, what if it had something to do with her? She wanted to talk about her tasks, maybe get some advice but that wasn’t allowed. “Are they doing something because they want to or because they have to? We will never know and it sucks.” Shaking away those thoughts she giggled quietly, bitting down on her lower lip.

“What about dancing? You can’t go to a party and not party”
“I’m sorry but I hate dancing. I only like parties because they are the perfect opportunity to be noticed,” she admitted with a guilty smile on, not really caring what Safiya would think. That was the truth after all. She never experienced a real party but she wasn’t mad about that. She didn’t want to be like one of those girls that end up drinking way to much and dancing with literally anyone, that was never attractive to her. She was the type to actually care about her image and the way she acts and looks all the time. “But I can go outside. I was actually planning on doing that,” she simply nodded and smiled sweetly, looking at the direction of the pool area. “It looks really pretty.” She though that pool was there only to make things look nicer and fancier but that wasn’t the case, she could see people swimming in it only making her roll her eyes. Shifting her gaze back to Safiya, she leaned in closer to her giving her the same look she had, before whispering, “Let’s go.”

Squeezing her hand lightly for just a second, before letting it go, she downed the drink she had in her other hand trying so hard not to make a disgusted face. Champagne wasn’t her thing, almost nothing was since she didn’t like drinking but what’s a fancy party without a fancy glass of champagne? Turning around and starting to head outside, she left that glass on the tray of the first waiter she could spot near her before looking over her shoulder with a warm smile just checking if Safiya was following her.


@raviola

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“You’re an artist? What kinds of things do you make?” Brandon asked. Even though he wasn’t a artist at all it still fascinated him. Probably because he didn’t have that kind of talent. “The closest thing I could get to art is drawing a stick figure. Trust me you don’t want to see my art.” He said while chuckling. “If you wanted to know, I do basketball so that’s pretty much my main hobby right now. I play other sports too from time to time.” Brandon didn’t even know if the guy cared about stuff like that, but he just couldn’t help talking about basketball.

@raviola Mamoud

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ℂ𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕖 ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕖:

Candice chuckled slightly as the girl brought out a huge bag filled with dresses. “I do believe that’s from the new Saint Laurent line,” Candice added - only knowing the little fact as her mother had dragged her out to a fashion shoot in Millan a few weeks earlier. Though it had given CC the chance to take photos around Milian, so it was a win-win for both of them.

The girl smiled slightly as she heard Kara ask the next question. Her head was slightly pounding - likely due to the copious amount of alcohol she had drunk just hours prior - though everything that had happened that night was already a blur in Candice’s mind. She remembered arriving at the party, a dip in the pool, and now this - but besides that, she couldn’t remember the details of what had been happening. And thinking about it was making her head hurt even more so. Though, she couldn’t say she was completely sober. She still felt slightly tipsy - though the water had helped. “I… I don’t know, Kara. Honestly, I guess it just depends on how the rest of the night goes… though… I almost rather just go out into town then be here,” Candice told the girl the truth, she didn’t even know if she had it in her to do her tasks. She didn’t want to… and she knew in the morning, that would get her major sh!t from her mom.

“We should still go though… I’m sure you’ll be wanting to find Elodie and finish yours up.” Candice stated, smiling genuinely as she stood up from the ottoman and went towards the door to open it up. And back to the vulture den we go.

ORP: Feel free to have Kara go finish her tasks. I don’t want to keep her busy the whole time lol!!

@Kbail - Kara Melbourne

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“I do believe that’s from the new Saint Laurent line,”

“Even better!” Kara said while hoisting the big bag over her shoulder. It was really hard to carry.

“I almost rather just go out into town then be here.” She heard Candice say. “I can see why, I mean you had a long night, but you seem mostly somber now so that’s a good start.” Kara said while shrugging. “Imagine what a night out with you would be like. I mean, I literally got free clothes tonight.” She said while laughing. After Candice stood up, Kara exited the double doors of the master bedroom. She observed the entire room. Maybe she should get someone’s number. It was a party after all. She saw Elodie going outside with someone so she decided not to bother her just yet.

@benitz786 Candice

@astxrism Elodie Mentioned

Approachable

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Delilah Rose Hawthorne


As he did her, Delilah looked Daniel up and down when she stood in front of him. When Daniel spoke, Delilah didn’t even think about considering how genuine his compliment to her may have been and, instead, passed it off like any other, with no other response other than an eye roll. “You…” She placed a hand on his chest, pausing for a moment for him to question what she was about to say, before bringing it up to his shoulder to pat it and looking at him with a moderately condescending smile. “Made a cute effort.”

Although she wanted to respond to his joke, she was cut off by him spinning her around and complimenting her again. Despite most people being appreciative of this, when she was back in her first position she shook her head at him, giving a short laugh, knowing what he was trying to do. “Original. I’ll give you that,” Delilah stated. “However, it still makes me wonder what you’re about to ask me for.”

Like she had predicted, Daniel made a repayment request for a previous favour he had done for her. Though she couldn’t remember the exact favour he was referring to, Delilah had certainly racked up a few IOU’s in the past for Daniel, it had only been a matter of time before she actually had to go through with them. She nodded slowly but very obviously didn’t really listen, as he listed the pros of her joining him in his parent’s launch party. “Well, you should know I usually have too way many plans to add something into the last minute.” Though Delilah was somewhat joking, it was still a true and known fact. “So… I’ll have to think about whether that’s worth a cancellation.”


@benitz786 — Daniel Parker

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:gift::candy: S𝔸ƒ𝐈𝐲ᵃ :heartpulse::doughnut:


Safiya tried to take what she said lightly, “Oh no, let’s not think about thatt” She responded, putting emphasis on the last word because when I do come to parties, they are my sanctuary from my anxiety. She was not going to waste my evening on conspiracies. Not tonight. I can’t drink anymore which makes going out a challenge, but I like making people happy. Safiya remembered back to pleased faces before her sympathetically.

She wasn’t going to tell her, but Safiya was hurt when Elodie said those superficial things, she didn’t appreciate it, Elodie, everything that she could see with her eyes but not clear enough for her mind to retain it’s value. She tried so hard but she couldn’t understand why you would go places just- Safiya couldn’t even put it together. I’ll make this work. She told herself reassuringly.

Safiya broke eye contact and slid her hands out on her lap, looking down at her hands. She responded quietly, “Oh.” smiling shyly when she looked back up. “That’s okay,” She responded in an attempt to be hospitable, “Come on, let’s go outside” She smiled again out of politeness. Safiya looked down, eyes dropping gracefully to her hand, and letting go. Her silver charm bracelet jangled slightly and she looked up sharply. Walking straight ahead and out into the backyard.

The lights at the bottom of the lit everything around it with cerulean light. Making the setting appear like a music video set. Especially for the people in the water, Their skin gleamed over the surface. There were people. People everywhere. People with- tasks, that they have to do here. Everywhere. And tension built continuously, Elodie, she could handle, Everyone else; not anymore. There were too many people, she couldn’t bring herself to go out. Safiya froze in the threshold. “Actually, I have to go to the bathroom” She let out a quiet excuse, and hoped that Elodie heard her, Rushing through the crowd because it was the only way to the bathroom and she hated every second of it.


@astxrism wdyt oml this is my first time trying thisss

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Dorian DeLoughrey


“That sounds like a threat,” saying it in a joking manner, he casually crossed his arms with a cheeky smile trying not to show him how he felt. Was he threatened? Maybe, but only because he didn’t know him, didn’t know how much he wanted this or if he wanted it at all, for real. “Maybe you should try not to feel too threatened? You are new after all,” he pointed out, laughing lightly but once again was just joking. If he was in his position he would feel like that, especially because of this whole game. Not the best way to start the last year in an unfamiliar place.

Hearing his full name he simply nodded, realising he was right. “Isn’t your dad an actor or something like that? My dad works with actors and models so I hear a lot of things and your last name sounds kind of familiar?” Tilting his head to the side as he looked away, towards the people dancing, he tried to remember his name but that didn’t mean they had to be related. There are a lot of people with that last name. A girl came to his mind too, a model if he remembered correctly. That was something he was mainly interested in… But that was a topic for another time.

“So what kind of place am I getting myself into?”
“Well…” scrunching his nose and looking away from him, he took a sip of his drink, making a little dramatic pause. There wasn’t much to say, it was a school like any other school but with more… pretentious kids. “It’s good, don’t worry about it,” chuckling, he looked back at him and shrugged his shoulder. “If you find the right people it’s really good. Our team is incredible. I mean, I’m their captain so they have to be,” of course he couldn’t miss a chance to brag about that but still tried to make it sound as if he was joking. And he was but he also wanted him to know about that. “It’s a nice place. Of course, there are some difficult people and I feel like they will be more difficult now but the key is to ignore everything you don’t like.” That was just his opinion. Overall he liked their school but didn’t have much to say.


@eclipseis

Mamoud Essa

“You’re an artist? What kinds of things do you make?” “I weave” lmao why is this so funny He smiled, when he saw brandon’s reaction he felt like he needed to explain more and added on, “I make crafts, basicly. I make my good lunch money.” Mam nods feeling proud of himself. As if, he probably believed it in the moment. *sobs in entrepreneur * He smiled hearing Brandon’s joke and crossed his arms and leaned his shoulders in forward shyly after eating his last chip for the evening. Good thing all that goes straight to his butt. Homie thicc. He was about to ask brandon what he did outside school but Brandon beat him to the punch. “If you wanted to know," Mamoud nodded quickly to confirm. "I do basketball so that’s pretty much my main hobby right now. I play other sports too from time to time.” “Oh that’s really cool,” He thought about it for a second, with his thinking face on. He sounded passionate about basketball, so he seized the opportunity to hear more about his sport. “How long have you been playing?” He asked, coolly interested in what he had to say.


@Kbail

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Jezebel Mallory Sloane

Jezebel watched Mikel run a hand through his hair after she kissed him. She noticed how he hardly reacted to the kiss at all. She had honestly expected there would be some reaction other than a smile and continuing on lightheartedly. She hadn’t known what to expect, but it wasn’t that. Then she laughed at his superhero comment. “Practically. Though the question is, what’s your superpower? Making girls smile, or is there something else up your sleeve?” She smiled and laughed again at his next comment then looked him over with a smile. “You definitely pull off more of a Clark Kent vibe than a Bruce Wayne.” Jezebel wasn’t necessarily a big comic book fan, but she did know the bare basics about the DC heroes, although she was a fan of the Marvel heroes and movies.

@Madilnel - Mikel

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ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟ ᴘᴀʀᴋᴇʀ:

“Aww, thank you Delilah. I do pride myself on being absolutely adorable… as well as funny, charismatic, charming, not-so-shockingly god-like in bed… I could honestly go on for hours” he started in response to her explaining that he made a ‘cute effort’, a smile present on his face to indicate he was simply joking… in a sense. Though another laugh met his lips when she read straight through his act. Though, again, this wasn’t a favor he was asking for. It was repayment.

Daniel shook his head with a lazy grin when the girl started speaking about her ‘way too many’ plans. Though, Daniel knew he needed to tread lightly with one Delilah Hawthorne. She wasn’t one to be threatened… not directly at least. “Aww, I’m always worth a cancellation or two, Delilah. And we both know I’m a delight to be around” Daniel started, a boyish attitude returning to the surface, “But let’s be honest - I just need half an hour of your time. Maybe 40 minutes depending on how long valet takes. Just a simple enter the party, eat some appetizers, say hello to the parentals, and you’re done,” he started, “and we both know you owe me more than one favor, Delilah. And you also know what happens to those who don’t repay,” he added in as a last-minute motivator. It was true, Daniel had torn down more than one individual who thought they could get away with not paying him back. Sure Daniel wasn’t jock that could bench 200 pounds - but he could find every dirty secret a person was hiding and reveal it to the world. Though this was a war that neither Delilah nor, Daniel would ever want to start - hence exactly why he knew despite any superficial arguments, she’d be there tomorrow night.

“6:00 PM. Formal wear. - though I wouldn’t necessarily mind if you showed up in something like this,” he nodded to her dress once again with a wink.

@eclipseis

He hoped by not saying anything she wasn’t taking it the wrong wrong. He liked the kiss, though it was out of the blue but spontaneous things are better in his opinion. It was just a kiss though. He has kissed a hundred lips and never really thought much of it. It was just a peck also. Maybe that’s why he didn’t think anything of it. She was just being kind and thought that’s a great way to repay him. He liked it yes, but he didn’t feel he needed repaying of any kind. “or is there something else up your sleeve?” “Oh, I always have something up my sleeve.” He smirked back to her and bit the inside of his cheek a little while doing so. “You definitely pull off more of a Clark Kent vibe than a Bruce Wayne.” He let out a sigh of relief, fake and exaggerated of course. He also pretended to wipe the sweat from his forehead with the palm of his hand even though he was calm right now and not sweating. “Good, I hate Batman though I think if I could be anyone I’d be Hawkeye, yes. Clint Barton.” He looked at her and wondered if she knew who that was. “He’s from marvel.” He clarified for her even if she knew already. “He is just a normal guy who has some special skills. I don’t think I could handle having powers. Might become evil then.” He laughed at himself and fixed his glasses that were on his face.

They were a simple metal frame and medium sized lenses. He has always had glasses and swears he will never use contacts in his life because he doesn’t want to put them in and rush touching his eye. He then moved his hand to his camera. “Do you mind?” He asked her and held it up to show her what he meant. Consent always. He wanted to take a picture of her. Not in a creepy way just because he likes to save his memories physically and he obviously doesn’t have any of her yet since they just met and that felt strange to him since everyone knew of him as the guy who documented everything. “I promise I’m not a serial killer or going to fall asleep to your picture, it’s just sort of my thing.” He explained to her a little bit and shrugged.
@Littlefeets

“I weave.” Brandon was kind of confused for a second but then he told him that he does crafts. Why would I think hair. Brandon thought. “Oh, well that’s awesome. What kind of crafts do you make?” He asked.

“How long have you been playing?” He thought about all of those years of practice. “Well, I started playing in elementary school. My dad was basically making me do morning drills. Could you imagine getting up early on the weekend? like bruh, but I still manage to do it somehow.” I said while shrugging. I wondered what his family dynamic was but I didn’t want to annoy him by asking.“When did you start doing crafts?” I asked.

@raviola Mamoud

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Tala Garzon


Tala noticed how the other girls were dressed up. They wore… well, dresses that were often too revealing and too short for her taste. Not that she even owns a dress; in fact, the only dresses she had were bridesmaid dresses that she wore when her brothers got married. She always find it hard to be in one, because it was only going to be a hindrance if ever she needs to fight for her life.

Realizing she wasn’t going to make a progress just watching the pool, she made her way back inside the house. Spotting the plentiful table of foods, she headed towards there and picked one sausage rolls sorryto eat with her other hand. If Tala has to rate what’s best in a party, it would always be the foods. Taking small bites of the sausage roll, she wandered her eyes around the place.

Her eyes happened to reach the grandeur stairs, where a girl was just watching over the party. Tala thought she was going to get along with her, somehow. She thought that the girl was somehow the same as her—not really the party type. But of course, that’s only her assumptions. However, what really caught her eye was the big bag the girl was wearing over her shoulder. She rose a brow, wondering why in the world she was carrying a bag. As just as always, her curiosity grew on that.

She finished off her food as she headed over to the stairs, putting up a friendly smile as she approached the girl. While she was doing so, she changed how she hung her leather jacket on her arm so that it looked longer—though it looked clumsy that it was left like that. “Hi!” she waved with her other hand, then pointed at the bag. “You okay with that?”

@Kbail

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The bag was getting heavier but she had to find a place to sit it down. Someone that Kara hadn’t seen before caught her eye as she was walking towards her. The girl gestured towards the bag on her shoulder.
“Hi! You okay with that?” Before answering, Kara looked her up and down, taking in her style. She looked like she belonged on a runway show. “Nah, I’m fine.” Kara started to wonder if she saw her come from upstairs. Hopefully not “My name’s Kara. Just thought I’d throw that out there. I don’t think I know you yet.” She said while thinking about all of the people’s she’s seen at the party and at school.

@Nil Tala

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Tala Garzon


“Nah, I’m fine.” the girl answered, but Tala wasn’t reassured about that. She was dressed up too elegantly to be lifting something big and heavy. Just how did she end up like this? she thought, only growing more curious. “Are you sure you don’t want my help? That looks heavy,” she asked again, actually determined to help her carry the bag.

“My name’s Kara. Just thought I’d throw that out there. I don’t think I know you yet.” Tala did not expect that that would be the way how the girl—Kara—sounded when she introduced herself. The girl seemed cool, and Tala could only smile at her approach. “I’m Tala. A pleasure to meet you, Kara. I’m actually new, and I think you’re the first one I’ve met from Cerulean High yet.” she replied, almost bowing after saying “a pleasure to meet you” out of habit.

@Kbail

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ℂ𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕖 ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕖:

As Candice and Kara parted ways, the girl couldn’t help but think about what she had told Kara moments earlier. The fact that Candice truly didn’t want to be at this party any longer. How was it that in a room full of people, one could feel so damn alone all the time. At that moment, a thought struck Candice - if she didn’t want to be there, she didn’t have to be. Sure, she’d get sh!t about this in the morning - especially from her mother. But right now, her tipsy, pounding head was telling her to live her life - even if it was just for one day before falling back into this Blue Royalty madness.

With that in mind, the girl scanned the room - looking for someone in particular. A smile reaching her features when she saw him: Maverick Weston. A man that had truly become a close friend to Candice throughout the years - though he looked as if he was talking to someone. Despite this, Candice tentatively approached the man, playfully jumping on his back when she reached him “Heyyy” she yelled over the music before jumping off to face him. Though as she did so, she finally realized who Maverick was talking to. Dominic Freaking Lucier - aka, the one person she had been avoiding the whole night… hell, this whole year is more like it. “Dom…” she started, her eyes widening when she saw the man - rubbing her neck as she attempted to get the words out.

What do you even say to the person who you once dated, broke up with, and then made an agreement to be "friends." Right - you don’t. Because, as Candice had been doing for the past few years, avoidance was key. “I… hope you’re having fun,” she muttered. Yep. Awkward. That’s exactly what this was… though it did drive her motivation of why she approached Maverick in the first place. Escape.

“Rick… did you drive your motorcycle to this party?” She asked - biting her lip as she felt slightly more nervous now that Dom was in her vicinity. “I don’t know why I’m even asking, you always bring it. Any chance I can borrow the keys… no questions asked? I promise to return it tomorrow morning with zero scratches.” Candice continued, bringing out her puppy dog eyes as she did.

@Littlefeets (Maverick Weston) Told you it wasn’t bad lol
@Caticorn (Dominic Lucier)
@Kbail (Kara Melbourne Mentioned Slightly)

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“You know what, I’ll just sit the bag over here.” She pulled a chair near where they were standing and sat the bag down. She didn’t want someone she didn’t know yet to hold a bag of clothes that she stole from upstairs.

“I’m Tala. A pleasure to meet you, Kara. I’m actually new, and I think you’re the first one I’ve met from Cerulean High yet.” Kara nodded her head and smiled. Hopefully she stays on my good side Kara thought. “Well, it’s nice to meet you. I’m glad that I’m the first one you met. Consider yourself blessed.” She said while twirling around dramatically. “Well, anyways not everyone is going to be as nice as me. You’ll know who I’m talking about as soon as you meet her.” She said while winking.

@Nil Tala

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Calen James Hunter


Dorian crossed his arms, which was a motion that Calen could only see as a defence mechanism - potentially because he felt threatened? But, instead of confirming whether or not he did feel that way, Dorian turned the question onto him. Though, a few conversations ago, he probably would have felt slightly threatened since he was new. However, the few people he had spoken to prior to Dorian had, some unintentionally, instilled him with confidence that being a new student was actually a good thing.

Therefore, Calen’s responded by shaking his head, mirroring the laugh Dorian gave. “I think you’d find being a new student would make me the opposite of threatened.” He replied with a simple shrug. He knew that Dorian would most likely be in disbelief of that fact, but as long as Calen knew it was true, it didn’t matter.

After announcing his full name, Dorian made a connection with his surname, as Calen had hoped would happen. “Yeah. Warren Hunter, my dad. He’s been in a couple of big movies.” He responded, not holding back from having a small brag about it. “So you’re father’s an agent, or something, then?” Calen asked, knowing that both his father and sister belonged to the same agency, it could be so that it was his father’s. Thinking well into the future, Calen started to think that if he befriended Dorian, he could be signed by his father- for acting or modelling, whichever- pushing him to the front of the ongoing family competition.

Calen watched as Dorian hesitated in answering the question. Perhaps he was considering whether or not to paint a completely different image in Calen’s head about what Cerulean High was like. But, when answering, Dorian threw in the fact that he was captain of the sports team. Calen sat up. Bingo, He thought. Dorian was the exact person Calen needed to become friends with, as getting on the sports team could be an instant catapult to the top of the ladder. He waited until Dorian finished speaking, though Calen didn’t listen to anything else, as he didn’t need to.

“So, you’re the captain of the sports team? That’s really impressive,” Calen told him, yes, in an attempt to get on his good side. Before even bothering to find out what the sport was, he asked Dorian the important question. “Are there any upcoming tryouts for the team?”


@astxrism — Dorian DeLoughrey

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Delilah Rose Hawthorne


“You forgot to mention extraordinarily modest,” Delilah added to the long list Daniel was creating about himself, accompanied by an eye-roll almost in disagreement to some of the words he used.

Though Delilah gave a short response to his request, Daniel still persisted - maybe her IOU’s really were a serious thing to him. He followed the pitch he made with somewhat of a threat about what happened to people he didn’t repay. Of course, she had seen Daniel Parker in action, making sure everyone knew what happened to those who didn’t repay - and it was definitely effective, as most people feared to get on the wrong side of him. Although Delilah strongly believed that he wouldn’t do anything if she didn’t repay him, it was no use testing that theory especially if she was free the next day, anyway.

Delilah was aware that Daniel knew that she would be there, no matter what she said now, and he was right. But agreeing to go right now would be admitting defeat, and that was something she really didn’t want to do. Even if it was just postponing the admission to a later date. “Well then, I do think I should prewarn you that I normally show up late to things. If I decide to show up at all.” Delilah replied.

“So, Daniel Parker, what are your after-party plans?” Delilah asked him, casually, despite there being a suggestive message underneath the question.


@benitz786 — Daniel Parker

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Tala Garzon

with Kara Melbourne


“You know what, I’ll just sit the bag over here.” When Kara refused her help, Tala frowned slightly. She understands—she’s yet a stranger to her, and it wouldn’t be right to trust her yet. Quickly after Kara finished placing the bag on the chair, she smiled again. “What’s in the bag?” she asked in curiosity.

Kara nodded and smiled when she introduced herself, “Well, it’s nice to meet you. I’m glad that I’m the first one you met. Consider yourself blessed.” Tala’s forehead creased at her statement. Consider yourself blessed? she repeated in her mind, thinking about why she should consider herself blessed by meeting Kara. “Well, anyways, not everyone is going to be as nice as me. You’ll know who I’m talking about as soon as you meet her.”

Tala slightly nodded as if she finally understood something new. She placed her right hand on her waist, shifting her weight to the same side. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised there,” she said. She was curious to meet that girl, now, see if she’s really as bad as how Kara wanted to convey. “Well, if she’s not going to be nice to me, then I won’t be nice to her either. Simple as that.”

@Kbail

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