Bxtchhood Vs Fxckboys

Chapter 2: {Watch out dickhead}

CHAPTER TWO:

"Hello, we are a sorority and the name of our sorority is Kappanew. Right now you can only see five of us because the rest are not staying with us so we decided that no point bringing a hundred people to meet you, madame. It really is a pleasure to meet you."

I said in my sweetest tone possible. I just made myself mentally gagged. She gave the middle aged women standing in front of me a sweet smile and when she stepped aside from the door, I walked in with my sorority. She walked around the house that I'm about to purchase. Its beautifully designed with black and white. The black velvet victorian sofa and the match curtains looks great. And the white marble island table looked so beautiful. I turned around to see all my best friends gasping at the sophisticated interior design.

I turned my face at the madame that is selling the house. She owns almost the whole stretch of mansions on this lane, that's what I call a rich bitch. She is currently staying in the opposite mansion , but she would not be around as she is migrating to Britain so her son would be the one staying opposite us. Most of the mansions are vacant which is perfect because it also means no more fxcking complaints. "We love it. Whatever the price you are asking for, we will pay for it." I lifted my hands to shake her slender fingers bedazzled with Tiffany & Co jewelleries.

She gave me an elegant smile and said, " you girls are such lovely angels. I will offer you a better price, since you girls are still teenagers. Call me okay?"

"Yes madame, definitely. Thank you!" We all said in unison and revealed our most innocent and sweet smiles.

"Boo that whore . I'm staying here." Said Kendra the minute she stepped out of the mansion. I whipped my head towards her direction so fast that I almost got a whiplash. "What the actual fxck are you talking about? We are staying there."

"I can't. The mansion is located at California. It means a whole environment, school. And what would my parents think? Me living Britain to stay in California. Thats beyond insane. I could already feel the amount of lecture I would be getting for even suggesting this stupid idea."

"Okay, hold up sister. First and foremost, I have already talked to your parents about this 'stupid' idea. And they agreed. So just chill your tits, you will be staying in California with all of us." I explained in a calm tone.

"Oh my God, you talked to my parents. Oh my God, I think I'm having a panic attack." Kendra fished out her portable fan from her army green suede Balenciaga tote. She switched on the white mini portable fan and fanned herself.

"Chill your fxcking tits. Your parents love me and I'm a great deceiver. Trust me, I have been lying since I was still in that witch's stomach. So get your ass in the car and let's hit the road."

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"Goodbye Britain and HELLOOO California !" I screamed at the too of my lungs the second I stepped into the new mansion that we are moving in. I hoisted my Louis Vuitton leather suitcases into the lobby of the mansion. And urged the other girls to come in with their luggage.

After unpacking our lugages into our own rooms (of course mine's the master bedroom, duhh) we walked down the huge twin stairs and sashayed towards the kitchen for a little snack. That was when I heard a loud bang against the outerside of our mansion wall. I gestured to go out and take a look at the commotion. Me and the girls sashayed out through the door and out of the mansion. I immediately came face to face with a big blob of paint splattered across the wall of my mansion.

"Like what the actual fxck is this?" I hissed with a voice so pure evil if it had a taste to it, it would taste like venom. My glare immediately was directed at a boy. A tousled pale blond hair and a pair of striking bright blue eyes. I starred at the boy's eyes for a little longer. They remind me of a white tundra caught in the middle of a blizzard, with various tendrils in shades of white and blue unfurling at the irises. My eyes fell on his magenta lips that twisted into a smirk.

Who the fxck does he think he is?

"We threw some paint balloons on your wall. Accidentally, of course ." His lips curled in a even bigger smirk. He pointed to the couple of boys behind him.

"That's okay, it's really nothing," I smiled my sweetest smile and walked closer to that boy, "instead it's a honor for such a hot guy to throw a balloon at my house, am I right." That boy's eyes was transfixed on me, his smirk fading away into a star-strucked expression. I spunned around and sashayed towards the house. "Beware bastard." I muttered under my breath.

When we entered our mansion, I flopped down onto the sofa. "Who the fxck does he think he is? Throwing paint balloons on our wall without even a bloody apology! I'm OCD, I can stand that ugly blob of paint on our wall! Ew!" Mackenzie shreaked in her high-pitched voice.

"Why did you let him off so easy? Its not really your style. For a second I thought you were possessed by Barbara." Behati stated while examining her nails.

"You definitely did not forgive him, you are definitely thinking of something to get back at him. But you are making him think that you forgive him because you do not want him to suspect you." Mackenzie said, once she is a little bit more chilled.

"Gurll, thats why you are my best friend." I sassed.

"Hey!" The other girls said in unison and we all burst into a huge fit of laughter.

Watch out dickhead, you have no idea what you're got yourself into.