Clawdeen's POV.
Where are they? I thought to myself while looking around frantically. Cleo was suppose to he here with Frankie fifteen minutes ago and it's not like Blue to be late.
"Claudine!," Cleo De Nile was strutting towards me in Golden wedges and a turquoise coloured dress Frankie Stein was following behind her.
"Cleo! Frankie you look---," I paused myself and looked Frankie up and down she didn't look at all herself.
Black leggings with a shabby navy jumper. She didn't look at all glamorous and compared to Cleo she looked dreadful.
"--- You look er cute?," I lied .
She muttered a few words, but I couldn't make out what she said Cleo then spoke about herself as per usual.
"So Frankie what do you want to see?," I tried to make conversation.
She didn't reply just shrugged her shoulders.
"We should see Just Friends," Cleo insisted.
"Yeah that would be good, but what does Frankie want to see?," Frankie shrugged her shoulders once again it seemed she just didn't want to know...
"Just Friends has got very high ratings and it's got Ronan Charles topless!," Cleo's eyes widened by the thought of Ronan's glistening, golden body.
"I really wanted to see that with everyone," I say.
"Frankie needs this though," Cleo hissed.
I knew she was just using Frankie as an excuse to make me give in and guess what?
It worked...
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Forbidden Sunrise
FanfictionDraculaura: is starting South High and has settled living with her Uncle Val. She's experiencing new things. She's morphing into a young Vampire. She feels as if no one understands her and her decisions...
