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vivianne was fucking pissed right now.
she wasn't looking forward to the party tonight, because of a certain girl whose going to be there.
"i mean, this is just fucking bullshit!" vivianne complained to damon on the phone, while she was getting ready for the party, "i'm a fucking adult, i should be able to do my own shit! i don't have to listen to my dad anymore".
"hey, it won't be that bad," damon chuckled, "isn't aaron going to be there?".
"yeah, i think so," she shrugged, zipping the back of her dress up, with a little bit of struggle, "i haven't talked to him in months, though".
"but, you two are still friends," damon reminded the girl, "so, just talk to him tonight, and try not to run into gracie".
"my dad is probably going to try get us to talk," she grumbled, rolling her eyes and looking at her phone that was resting on the bed, "i wanna go back to new york".
"dude, you've only been in LA for a few hours," damon laughed, but vivianne scoffed, shaking her head and walking away from the bed and going towards the table, seeing her purse on there, "just call me after the party, alright?".
"yeah, whatever," she mumbled, grabbing her purse and then walking back over to the bed, grabbing her phone. all of a sudden, there was a knock on the bedroom door, "anyways, i gotta go".
"alright, have fun".
"you know i won't," was all she said before hanging up and throwing her phone back on the bed. she walked over to the door and pulled it open, expecting it to be her father, but it was actually her mom, "what do you want?".
"woah, what's gotten you so annoyed?" the woman laughed, but vivianne just stared at her with a straight face, causing her to sigh. sophie knew exactly why he daughter was acting like this, "i know you're upset, kid".
"i'm not upset, i'm pissed," she told her, turning around and lying down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, "i don't want to go to this stupid party, mom".
"hey, it's not a stupid party, alright?" the woman shook her head, lying down on the bed beside her daughter, "it's derek's birthday today".
