Beneath the Iris

Chapter 3

While Selene is at rehearsals with her man, I'm having breakfast with the rest of my family. We initially planned to have breakfast with Storm's family but they wanted to do some sightseeing which we weren't really feeling.

"Once we get back to Beverly Hills, I need you to book me in for a deep tissue massage and facial." My mother tells my father as she spoons greek yoghurt into a bowl before topping it off with chia seeds, blueberries and cluster oats. "My skin does not favor the New York weather."

"I have the perfect facial for you." My dad gives her a sly smile and I pull a face.

"You nasty." I tell them as they laugh.

"That's too much information dad." Celeste cringes. "Keep the sex talk for later when you're alone."

He laughs, "I can't help that your mother still makes me feel a certain type of way. My blood has bled for her from the moment that we met."

"Oh Stanley." Mom squeezes his bicep as he takes a seat besides her. "You always know what to say."

I raise a brow at them, "He barely said anything."

"He said plenty." Her eyes twinkle as he kisses her cheek. "When you have been with somebody for decades, you learn that they don't have to say much for their feelings to be spoken. Stanley could just look at me and I'll know exactly what he is thinking."

"That's so cute, I can't wait to fall in love." Celeste says as she starts eating her cereal. "You guys are literal goals which is why I need you to feature on my podcast, I think that people can learn from you."

"Enough about that damn podcast." I mumble and she pinches my thigh. "Ouch."

"We will think about it." Dad responds as he drinks some of his coffee. "Anyways, your mother and I have made our plans for what we will be doing today."

"Pre show." Mom adds with a wink.

Celeste raises a brow, "Care to share with us?"

"Your father and I are planning a trip to the Metropolitan Museum of Art." Mom spoons some of her yoghurt into her mouth. "Then we have lunch reservations with friends at this beautiful restaurant in Manhattan. We might even attempt to go to the Empire State building if we have time."

"Nice to know that you included us." I give them the thumbs up before turning to Celeste. "Looks like it's just you and me, kid."

"Considering that we never hang out, that might actually be nice." Celeste pulls a face. "Don't treat me as if I'm Selene though, I'm the more tame one of the group."

I give her a weird look, "You're my sister, I do know some things about you."

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Celeste and I have surprisingly been having a good time together considering that we rarely hang out. She is a lot more chill than I expected but it works for me as I have a lot of lazy days back home. The only thing that aggravates me is when she goes on and on about her podcast. 

Unlike Selene, I am not her biggest supporter simply because she tells all of our family business without confiding in us. On one of her earlier episodes, she told everyone that I had lip fillers and got botox at one point. It may have been true but that wasn't her secret to tell and it led to me getting a lot of backlash from my followers.

"These are cute." Celeste as she looks through all the pictures that I took of her. "If I knew that you were this good, I would have hired you."

"Thank God you didn't, lord knows you bore me to death." I joke and she gasps. "But you're welcome, I know all your good angles even though you don't have many."

Celeste smirks at me, "Someone's a little sassy today."

"Oh trust me, you don't know the half of it." I respond as we walk into this restaurant that also doubles up a rooftop bar. "Ugh, I heard that the pizza here is so good."

"I'll have a slice of yours and some salad." Celeste says as we get seated downstairs and I take my sunglasses off while giving her a weird look. "I'm on a diet."

"And I'm not so order your own slice of pizza." I tell her while setting my bag and sunglasses down on the table.

"Whatever." Celeste sticks her tongue out as she takes her own sunglasses off. "So tell me about your love life."

"What is there to tell?" I rub my lips together while skimming through the menu.

"Ok, let's pretend that I'm Selene." Celeste takes the claw clip out of her hair before shaking her hair and giving me a seductive look, "Tell me everything."

I laugh loudly which draws attention to our table.

"If somebody had to play Selene in a movie then it would be me." I say while winking at her and she rolls her eyes. "By the way, I was listening to the podcas-"

Celeste's eyes light up, "You listen to my podcast?"

"Sometimes." I wave her off. "I just wanted to correct you on the whole who you look like business, you always say dad because of your skin tone but I think you look the most like mom."

Her eyes widen in surprise, "Really?"

"Yeah, your nose job really helped with that." I click my tongue at her and she balls a tissue up before throwing it at me. "In all seriousness, I genuinely think you look like mom. Selene and I look like the extended family."

"That's really sweet of you." Celeste smiles. "I don't want to come off like a jackass but growing up, I was always told that I looked like dad because I've always been pale."

"And dad is a very handsome man." I tell her with a smile. "I wish people believed that he was my dad."

Once we have ordered our food, we spend the next twenty minutes catching up on eachother's lives. Celeste and I have never really gotten along for as long as I can remember so I tend not to share my personal business with her.

When she shared my lip filler and botox journey on her podcast, I practically shut her out of my life. For some reason, Selene is the only one who gets along perfectly with each of us and she is honestly the glue in our sister relationship.

"We should do this again." Celeste tells me as she eats a slice of pizza from my plate and I refrain from snatching it out of her hand. "I don't know why we act like strangers in public."

I laugh a little as I picture the times we see eachother in public but just act as if we don't know eachother.

"I mean you are a bitch but you're my bitch." I smile at her. "If I hear that anything I told you ended up on your podcast then i-"

"Then come onto my podcast."

I pull a face, "It would need to be supervised though, lord knows you aggravate me."