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"Let's start with the two bitches," Drea lead the two girls into a fancy clothing store. "They'll be easy. I can ruin them both in my sleep. However, moving on to Max." Eleanor paused her, "Wait, go back. Why will Carissa and Lilah be easy?" Iris rolled her eyes at the blonde, taking a few steps up towards the clothing store.
"Have you been living under a rock?" She sassed, "In todays society you could end a girl with a snap of your fingers. You could slut-shame her, turn her friends against her, prey on her vanity, turn her into a troll, exploit her darkest secrets," She counted every reason with her fingers. "if you really wanted to, you could make those Insta-Witches totally make her disappear with a great batch of weed brownies."
They quickly got into the store as Drea took the lead and practically threw different items of clothing towards Eleanor. "You could make her radioactive, and no one will help her."
Celebrity Skin by Hole played around the store. Eleanor stood by the racks for a mere second before picking out a tacky jacket that screamed homosexuality and brought it to show Drea. "Um, I actually really like this."
Drea looked at the jacket with disgust, "Absolutely not." With a shake of her head Eleanor frowned and put the jacket back on the rack. Iris watched as Drea walked towards the beauty supplies. "It just so happens that I have to do mandatory community service this year as penance for punching Max." The raven-haired girl put a dot of foundation on Eleanor's palm to see if it matched her skin tone. "I already emailed the headmaster and requested the school farm, which is run by Carissa."
Iris subtly smiled at the thought of Max's ugly face being brutally punched - that thought quickly vanished when her eyes connected with a yellow dress hung on a golden rack. Eleanor was quickly dragged to a seat in front of a mirror while a hairdresser had a sharp pair of scissors in her grasps. "However, not only have I requested the farm, I have also requested the sweet puppy kennel the Flowers Family graciously donated last year. Which I will be accompanied by Iris with."
