under pressure

perfect mom

"Who would like to cover this oh-so-elegant mother-daughter fashion show on Saturday?" Andrea asks, mockery laced in her tone. Everyone in the newspaper committee is sitting in the room, waiting to hear the articles that they will be doing.

"No editorializing from the editor, please." Ms.Rye pipes up, sending a playful glare towards Andrea, who rolls her eyes.

"Sorry. No, it would be nice to have somebody do a first-person sort of thing." She says, making Bree's face light up.

"Why don't you do it, Andrea?" Andrea shakes her head.

"Well, I need a writer whose viewpoint is a little less slanted." She says, making Brandon turn around to face the teacher.

"Well, correct me if I'm wrong, Ms.Rye. But, aren't we supposed to learn how to report here without bias?"

"I'm not biassed, I'm just not interested."

"I think it would be good for you." Brandon said, making her let out a scoff. She then asks to see him in her office, meaning outside the door, making Bree let out an 'ooo' knowing that he was probably in trouble.

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"What do you think?" Kelly holds up a dress that's an option for Donna at her locker. Bree's there with Brenda as they're watching the blonde show off options for Donna for the fashion show. A crowd of people are around them, seeing Kelly's expensive clothing.

"That's what happens when your Mom chairs the fashion show," Donna says to the other bystanders, making them all laugh. "Well, thanks, Kel." Kelly smiles, also handing sweaters to other girls.

"Try them on, and if it doesn't work out, I'll see what else I can get my hands on. We're gonna dazzle the school." Donna smiles, hugging the blonde. She tells her that she'll see her at lunch, before walking away. Soon, the other people leave as well, leaving the Walsh sisters and Kelly.

"So...nice clothes." Brenda said, standing on the opposite side of Kelly's locker. She lets out a scoff.

"Totally second string. I saved the best for us three," Their smiles widen as they grow excited. "Come over after school. They're gonna dazzle, but I want us to destroy." Bree says that she'll be there, but then she spots David holding a camera to them and she tells them that she'll see them later. She walks up to them, raising a brow at him.

"Why do you have a giant camera filming Kelly?" David brings the camera down.

"This camera is the eyes of West Beverly, Bree. It goes everywhere, anywhere, anytime, and any place. Whatever it takes." He says, also looking at Scott.

"What are you talking about?" He asks, confused.

"A truly behind-the-scenes look at Kelly Taylor this weekend." Scott and Bree let out a scoff, shaking their heads.

"Get over it. How are you even gonna get in that dressing room?"

"I won't need to. Clearly, Bree is close enough with her to get us a tiny inside scoop. Besides, if she can't, who says I can't?" Bree sighs, not really wanting to do this.

"She's closer to Brenda. She's only just starting to warm up to me."

"Well, if you do end up going to her dressing room, what do you think she'll do when you get there?"

"She'll probably get off on it." Bree hits his arm, the three walking upstairs.

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When the three girls get to Kelly's house, they're both astonished. It's huge and so beautiful. They go in through the back and see two women lounging on pool chairs in bathing suits.