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" spoiled
uk/spɔɪld/ us/spɔɪld/
ADJECTIVE
A spoiled child is allowed to do or have anything that they want, usually so that they behave badly and do not show respect to other people. Aka Charlotte Hamson"
Lover boys, designe...
"Ohdaddy dear, you know you're still number one! But girls they wanna have fun <3."
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗
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There was a knock on the door.
"Hold your horses!" The girl screamed rather irritated, "I'm just putting my bikini on."
She put on her crimson, designer, spotty swimsuit. It was tight and rather suffocating, just how he liked it.
He was right outside the door waiting for her, slicking his greased, jet-black hair backwards.
"You look so hot, Babe." The tall guy said with a smirk. His voice was low and rather disturbing.
To be fair, he was correct. Charlotte was stunning, her golden locks looked straight out of a shampoo commercial. Her face was soft and delicate, with rosy pink cheeks and big blue eyes that could, make anyone give in with only minor begging. Yet, she only smiled in response.
He leaned into her, holding her tiny waist in his heavy hand. Pushing his tongue past her cherry-red lips, he started aggressively kissing her, slobbering like a savage dog. She stood there awkwardly. This was her least favorite part. Why couldn't they just cut to the fun partying and gifts?
After what felt like hours, he finally got off her.
"mmm, thank you, Xavier..."
"We should get going, we don't want to keep them waiting do we?"
He grabbed her hand and pulled her with him, almost making her topple over. They ran out the sliding door into the back garden. There was a long pool, flooded with floaties. To the side, were a multitude of white armchairs with glass tables beside them. Wine glasses stood on top.
The girls flirted with the boys by the (low-calorie) snack table. They all swivelled their heads and started cheering when they noticed Charlotte and her boyfriend.
"What took u guys so long?" A girl applying her lipstick questioned, "Were u guys fucking or what?"
The crowd started "oooing" immediately.
"Was she tight?" One boy asked biting his lips.
"Not as tight as me!" A different girl exclaimed, clearly jealous.
Charlotte rolled her eyes, she had heard it all before. Suddenly, her boyfriend pushed her into the ice-cold water.
She let out a blood-curdling scream.
"C'mon guys let's get this party started!!" He cheered, ignoring his pissed of Girlfriend.
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The speakers were blasting music. You'd think the neighbors would come complaining, but they were used to it by now. Charlotte sat delicately on the edge of the pool, sipping her red wine freshly stolen from her dad's liquor cabinet.
The girls were partying, the boys were flirting and Charlotte felt like the Queen of the world (or at least the Queen of Houston.)
Suddenly the music stopped.
She took off her heart-shaped shades.
Her dad was standing by the speaker, with the wires in his tanned hands. He looked as if he'd been crying.
"Yes, Daddy do u need somethin'?" Charlotte queried, feeling pissed about her party being interrupted.
"This has got to stop Charlie." He said sternly, as if he was holding back tears.
"Stop calling me that, I'm a girl, not a boy!"
"Charlotte, this is the 4th house party this week."
"...And?"
"I AM IN DEBT BECAUSE OF YOU!" He started crying, "ITS NOT ALL ABOUT YOU! I HAVE OTHER PEOPLE IN THIS HOUSEHOLD TO FEED."
"Can't mum just pay?" She huffed.
"Mums gone."
"W-wait what?"
"Maybe if you weren't partying so loudly, you would have heard" He put his face in his hands. "She's sick of you, she's run off with some younger guy."
The silence was so thick you could stick a knife in it.
"soooooo, who's gonna pay for my stuff?"
"You are. We're sending you to boarding school."
"YOU CAN'T, YOU WOULDN'T, ILL DIE THERE!"
"You being dramatic, per usual."
"But daddy-"
"I don't want to hear it." he turned to walk away. "You're an ungrateful Bitch Charlotte, I can't believe I let it get this bad."
It felt like her heart had been stabbed with black stilettos. How could her daddy betray her like that?
"Does this mean the party is over?" a girl said trying to sneak away with a stolen bottle of wine
"yes." Charlotte gasped in between sniffles.
"Sorry babe, I don't think I can do long distance..." Her boyfriend said already fondling another girl's breasts.
"Xavier?"
"Yeah?" Everyone was leaving by now.
"Just so you know," she screamed, "YOU KISS LIKE A FREAK AND YOU WOULD NEVER CATCH ME BOUNCING ON UR TWO INCH DICK."
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Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Sorry, it's on the shorter side, im gonna go for 1000-1500. (this one is 700 words) <3
Question of the chapter:
What's your favorite aesthetic?
My answer:
I love Lolita fashion! I'd love to try it sometime <3 But, I also am enjoying making this book because it's heavily based on the coquette and Nymphet aesthetic! I just love researching about different styles.
