ONLY ANGEL, max wolfe

𝟏: 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍

silk bedsheets, fluffy duvets, and the cozy ambiance of veronica's bedroom is every girl's dream— sweet dreams definitely are included with how elegant and fuzzy the bedroom is. for sure, veronica is in the middle of having a fantasy as she slept: possibly dreaming about saving the world through charity work or writing. as she dreamt about her passions, the dreams were ended abruptly as serena van der woodsen opened the big windows of veronica's bedroom, revealing the 7 AM sunlight of manhattan from their penthouse view.   

"rise and shine, babe!" serena joyfully said, her charming energy radiating through the corners of veronica's room. as the bright rays of the fall season sunshine hit veronica's eyes, a groan escaped her mouth. "ugh, what time is it?" the sleepy woman asked as she squinted her eyes and covered her face with the fluffy blanket.

"7 am, it's your first day of school. get ready now, we'll be having breakfast in 10" serena said as she walked out the door.

"oh, and before i forget," her mother looked back whilst opening the door, veronica removing the covers from her face. "we will be having a photoshoot tomorrow with julien for the van der woodsen fragrance since she's our newest ambassador, okay?" serena reminded her as veronica sleepily nodded.

the moment she heard serena slam the door and exit her room, she took all the strength in her to get out of bed. she wasn't exactly a morning person and she hated getting out of bed at an unreasonable time, but she had to get ready. it was the first day of school— real school, after the pandemic had happened.

veronica sat down, rubbed her eyes, and grabbed her phone from the bedside. as she pressed the power button, veronica was bombarded with loads of messages.

messages

henry: good morning, v! goodluck on your first day ❤️

jules: we still on for the ambassador shoot?

audrey: do you still have those white vivier heels? wanna borrow em

millie bb: veronica!! i have a collab idea!

assistant: vogue wants to do an exclusive interview on you entitled "uncharted territory: the elite amongst the elites" u up for that?

luna la: sent a photo.

maximus wolfe: u up?

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veronica scrolled through her notifications, only replying to henry and deciding to respond to the rest later. indeed, she has a lot to respond to, which she found draining. she then got up, walked to the bathroom, took a shower, and did her usual morning routine.

as veronica finished her morning routine, she stepped out of the bathroom and browsed through her closet. since she doesn't like the constance uniform, she tries to spice it up in the best way possible— she has to look her best, always. living and being well-respected in the upper east side does not allow you to dress poorly, to present oneself highly is a must.

minutes after rummaging through her endless racks of clothing, veronica found herself in a black flared mini skirt, a white button-up shirt with the traditional constance tie, a black vest with gold buttons, a chanel belt, and a pink tweed blazer. she also had her hair in a half low ponytail secured with a golden star pin with her golden brunette locks, which heavily complimented her face, especially her eyes as the light hits the blue flakes of her eyes. veronica was getting ready, the thought of staying at home for almost a year had her struggling with depression, and she now finds relief that the world is slowly reverting back to normal.