Susannah glided into the kitchen, a smile on her face as she held the house phone to her side, the conversating teens, and Laurel, stared at her expectantly, feeling her happiness burst into the atmosphere "guess what!" her smile grew bigger and bigger by the second, everyone exchanged looks, their eyes decided who'd say 'what' Conrad sighed, dropping his spoon into the yogurt container "what mom?""A girl got chicken pocks and can't be a debutant so it's a opening spot!" the blonde cheered, clapping her hands together, Jeremiah's eyebrows furrowed, thinking about the random girl "oh...is she okay?" Belly questioned the excited woman.
"I don't know?" Susannah paused "that doesn't matter, what matters is that it's a opening spot which means Solange, can be a debutant, I just know you'd look so good in a white dress" the woman came close to her, using two fingers to squeeze her cheeks together-the darker girl laughed at the idea of dancing in a dress with everyone watching "yea no thanks, i'm good plus I don't know any of the dances."
"Oh, Jeremiah knows them, don't you jere?" Isabella asked, looking at him knowingly. In this moment Solange felt like everyone wanted to see her fail, after Belly walked in on them making out she started laughing and then turned back around, the words 'hey Siri, FaceTime Taylor' leaving her lips, the two still hadn't talked about anything but at-least she was now looking at her "I do."
"And i'm sure Jere would happily escort you, won't you Jere?" the brunette followed up, lightly hitting his shoulder, Steven rolled his eyes, opening the fridge to grab a drink and Conrad took notice of what she was doing, Jeremiah glanced at Solange's face 'say no' being written all over it "I would."
"My baby is gonna be a Debutant, this is all i've ever wanted" Susannah shouted, bending down to squeeze her into a hug, her eye twitched, giving the blue eyed boy a death stare "and I have the perfect dress, you can wear the one that I wore to my ball!" she insisted.
"That was one ugly dress" Laurel added.
"What! no it wasn't it was the eighties what did you expect, I swear you'll love it" she said, looking at her friends stupid grin, she took a deep breath "fine, we can go buy a new one."
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Solange pushed a stroller throughout the country club with a baby she'd been watching, the darker girl wore a tennis skirt and a pink tight fitted jacket, a visor covering her head, her curly hair sitting in a ponytail. Steven followed her body as she headed towards Jeremiah's lifeguarding tower, he jumped down, smiling once he saw her "you'd be a hot mom" he said, putting an arm around her shoulders "right...that's what i'm saying" she smiled.
"did you put her in a matching outfit?" Jeremiah asked, noticing the matching skirt colors, the baby girl was darker with two ponytails "yea, isn't she so cute?"
"You know, I can make you a mom" Jeremiah flirted, "hopefully not, Susannah wouldn't be happy" she smiled back.
"My mom could never be mad at you, i'll be right back that damn kid keeps running" Jeremiah pecked her cheek, she huffed realizing it was only one snack bar in the outside era, "have fun" she mumbled.
The girl reached into her baby bag as she approached the food bar, pulling out a baby toy and handing it to the younger girl "how can I help you?" Steven turned around, his boss a few feet away, staring at her "uh, a banana split with a ham and turkey sandwich" she responded.
Steven checked her out, a smile no longer being on his face as he nodded, heading back towards the kitchen to fill in her order, Solange waited patiently, the man who she assumed to be his boss stood in front of her "are you looking for a job?" he spoke, her head turned back in his direction, furrowing her eyebrows to his random sentence "um, what kind of job?"
"A caddie, basically you'd just drive around a golf cart and hand out golf wedges, I know this seems random but i've been asking people all day and you look like you'd like the job" the man rambled, explaining the role to her, to be a Caddie you had to be attractive, young, the men loved to tip pretty girls "and that's all i'd have to do?" she asked, no stinky diapers.
"That's all you'd have to do, plus the pays good" he said as Steven came back, intrigued by the conversation, he couldn't stop staring over at her outfit, how she'd actually had clothes on, Solange would need the money if she wanted to go to the college of her picking, sure Mr fisher already offered to help her get into any of the ivy leagues but the girl wanted her own money "that'll be fifteen seventy two" Steven mumbled, accepting Susannah's black card.
The woman always gave it to her, with the trust that she wouldn't go over board whenever she'd go out "uh, when can I start?" she asked, sitting the ice cream on the top of the stroller "is tomorrow good?" he responded.
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The girl rubbed her moisturizer into her skin, drying her hair-she felt relaxed after playing mommy all day, the baby cried repeatedly until Laurel came and held her, Susannah loved how she wore the clothes they bought earlier in the day, Solange liked the style, she felt preppy, her room door was knocked on, Isabella standing in the door way with an 'i'm sorry' ice cream cone "can we talk? please?" the brunette asked.
Lange patted the spot on the bed next to her, accepting the ice cream cone, it was cookies and cream, the African American girl left the towel dangling on her shoulders "i'm really sorry, I don't like not talking to you i've just been being stuck up, I thought you liked my brother and I thought that i'd lose you-"
"Stop, either way you wouldn't have lost me, just cause I was friends with your brother doesn't mean anything, you'll always be my best friend Belly" Solange cut her off, Isabella pulled her into a embrace "wait, was?"
"Uh, yea, he's just a asshole. I got a new job tho" Solange quickly changed the topic, lying to her once again, Steven was in the past for now, "Conrad and I almost kissed" their words overlapped.
"What? that's like my brother-" Lange sarcastically spoke, a joking undertone, Isabella sat up, "i'm kidding, tell me more" she continued.
"Oh okay thank god, so it was fourth of July, like a few minutes after our fight-" Belly started, the girl nodded, being excited to listen. She missed her friend, she missed being able to talk about anything without feeling a built up wall forming, Solange glanced over at her, eating her ice cream as she explained in detail.
𝐂𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠
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FanfictionOCEAN EYES| Solange Walton, a sixteen year old girl who vowed to hate summer, not because it was hot but because year after year the same things went down, movie night, 4th of july, family dinners, ...