The Revenge Game(under heavy editing)

The pretender

Scarletts POV

I steal another glance at the mirror and despite everything that has happened to me, in this moment I am happy, I am bueatiful and I am ready for revenge. I can taste it in the air, a heavy dose of vengance on behalf of Lucinda.

"There all done." Cynthia steps away from tieing a bow on the back of my now tight, pink dress. I smile at her in the mirror, still shocked at the image in front of me, my usally dull lips, coloured in pink, my lashes seemed to have doubled in lenth and my eyeliner was swabbed on perfectly.

Thanks to Cynthia, she annouced last minute that we were going to get our hair and make-up proffesionly done. I had refrained from telling her how hard it will be to get a booking last minute and went along with it knowing she would take my words as a challenge. But consider my suprise when a bunch of make-up artists and hairdressings showed up on the front door half-an-hour later.

Appearently they all work for her mum Elenour, who owns one of the largest fashion magazine companies called 'Glamour'. No wonder she's rich!

They even supplied my with a prada handbag to match my dress.

"Thanks." I tare my gaze from the mirror and turn to Cynthia who looks amazing, if you didn't know her you would believe she was a model with her curled blond hair and perfect figure.

We both jump at the sound of the doorbell and share a laugh at our lameness.

"Okay, lets go!" Cynthia giggles excitedly, she grabs my arm and pulls me towards the door. We manage to awkwardly stumble down the stairs as she refuses to release her grip on my arm, stabbing her perfect manicured nails in my poor defensless arm.

Once we were standing in front of her large white doors she (finally)  let go. I take deep breath, and grab the door handle. With one last glance at Cynthia I nod at her I turn the door handle.

The door swings open and I can feel the cold, night air nip at my skin. Standing out the door are Jake and Danni, both dressed up in suits looking rather dashing. Danni's dark hair ia spiked up and his brown eye's shine with excitment, he sends a small smile my way, trying to hide the fact that he is staring me over as intently as I have been gazing at him.

I turn to Jake who had the same dark suit as my date, his Blond hair is combed to the side and he grabs Cynthia's hand and whispers something into her ear as they walk to the car. I take a step towards the stairs but before I can go any further Dan jumps in front of me and holds out his arm.

I take a breath and link my arm through his. We walk to the car in a comfortable silence.

"You look stunning." Dan whispers as we reach the limo.

"As do you, my good sir." I joke, Dan opens the door for me and climbs in after I finished clambering in to the car.

I wonder how Shane is doing.

______________________________________ Shanes POV

I check the time again, yep seven, in fact ten past seven. I shake my leg nevoursly as I straighten my tie for the tenth time since I parked the car. One last breath and I open the door forcing myself from my comfort.

I slam the door closed and shove my hand in to my pocket, pulling out a trashed peice of paper and I read it for the sevententh time today. But you know, who's counting?.

11 Courtlane Avenue. I glance at the letterbox and the street sigh before straightening up my tie and throwing the paper on the grass covered ground.

Walking up to the door I begin listing in my head the million of other things I'd rather be doing right now.

Losing a fight with Dan.

Arguing star wars with Jake.

Trying to teach Cynthia math.

Trying to explain boundries to Scarlett.

PLaying chess with Scarlett.

Listen to Scarlett rant about guys.

Go to the dance with Scarlett.. WHAT?

I shake the thought out of my dizzy self and press the fricken doorbell. It makes an irratating hig-pitched bell noice. The door opens almost immediatly and for a second I hate my friends for making me do this.

The door opens and Tammy is standing there looking smug. Her hair has been dyed with a new layer of black, colouring over any highlights she had before, her eyes were an electric blue that seem to be eyeing over me. Creep.

"Hi Alyce, you look lovely." I manage to say as she straightens out her short black dress that wraps tightly around her body.

"Oh thanks." She sounds distance. "Lets go."

Oh? no compliment for me? Yeah sure whatever. Least I know I look good.

Her creepy hand grabs my pooor unknowing one and she practically drags me to my car. She stops and turn appearing pissed.

"YOU said we were taking a limo. A sports car is not a limo." She crosses her arms and glares at me.Woah, tough crowd.

"Uh, we are meeting up with the limo." This seems to be enough to brighten her mood and get her fat ass into my poor unknowing car.

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Jake's POV

I pull the limo up in the empty parking lot. Kinda creepy here. I glance over at Cynthia who is bubbling with excitment. Guess the creeped out thing is all me. I take her hand and smile lightly, metally tellingher to calm down.

I turn to the back where Scar and Dan are spralled out on the long couches drinking champayne and giggling with each other like little school girls.

"Seriously? Guys make some room." I say holding back a laugh as the two look up dopley realizing how immature they must have appeared. They sit up and look innocent.

Suddenly I hear a knock on the window.

"Dan get the door you dope." I whisper shout. Dan gets up grumpily, murmuring insults under his breath. He swings the door open and in truge Shane with a excited looking Alyce bouncing behing him, or Tammi or whatever.

"Welcome to our humble abode." Dan announces as Tammi's face drops. "Hi there Tam I'm Dan." He holds out his hand for Tammi to shake which she accepts, she smiles and steps past him to greet Scarlett.

"Tam and Dan." Cynthia snickers and Danni shoots her a dirtly look.

"Hey Tam, I see you've met my date." Scar says casually as she sips her champayne.Tammi looks from Dan to Scar.

"You two are together?" She growls as Dan sits next to Scar who drapes her legs over his. At this point Shane is already sitting, gazing at Scar, he shakes his head and takes Tammi's arm and pulls her next to him.

"You ready?" He asks nonchantly. She nods in response and continues to glare.

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