Cliché.

(Lola's POV )

"Oh sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!" Lola cursed, pacing back and forth with the continuous clicking of her heels.

"What's wrong?" says a calm, but concerned assistant.

The male assitant stood there awkwardly in a confused trance as his head twisted from left to right, transfixed on his young 22 year-old boss,Lola Espeleta.

Who frantically paced around her office, with the echoing sound of her heels trailing off behing her.

"Nothing, nothing... But," she stops with a halt.

"Oh lets see, I'M MISSING THE MAIN PART FOR THE PHOTO SHOOT!!! ERRR!"

"The celebrity?" he asks.

"No the crackers duh?!" confirms Lola.

(A/N: Yes, you heard right, crackers. Right now they're at a photoshoot for a celebrity endorsement for Ritz crackers.-- I couldn't think of anything okay?)

"You still okay?" Her assistant asks, screwing his head back in its place from its repetative movement.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK?!" Lola hisses. Then, she stops, creating suspense as she taps the point of her right heel against the hardwood.

"Cyprus!" she beams, while her face lights up like a lightbulb went up in her head.

~At home.~

(Cyprus' POV.)

**THWUNK!** a sound goes off while shaking the floor, making it vibrate.

Tipped over, and stumbled off the couch smacking face-first on the ground was Cyprus, Lola's younger sister, age 20.

"Oops, sorry." says a talking Barbie fashionista doll in a annoying, girly, tone. Cyprus then groaned, not very lightly.

"Whaddya want--- stupid doll." mumbles Cyprus while she slowly turns to the surface of cheek.

Her limp, aching posture is faceplanted to the fuzzy, white, carpet. For this reason, she's trying to push her body up to at least, her 2 feet.

Slowly, but effectively, she uncurls from the crooked position she was when she fell on the floor.

Putting her hands on her back for support, she is finally standing, and upright--well sort of.

**RING, RING, RING!** Her iPhone goes off, and still slouched, barely standing, Cyprus hobbles like she cut off her legs, toward her iPhone.

"Oh what now Lola?" she mutters, as she looks at the rectangular screen, seeing a picture of her grinning sister, with her name plastered above her award-winning smile.

"Hello?" Cyprus says, while a huff of smelly morning breath escapes her words.

"Cyprus! Oh thank the lord! You're home! I need a favour." Lola starts, with the sound of relief.

"Something wrong? You sound stressed? Oh no, did you have one of your crazy mental breakouts again?" Cautions Cyprus with some worry.

"No, and that was in grade two! I totally got over it, plus its embarrassing." roared Lola with her voice dying down into a whisper near the end.

"But funny." giggles Cyprus uncontrolably.

"Hey!" motions Lola, cutting off her sister's strangely child-like laugh.

"Enough about me! I need you to buy a box of Ritz crackers. You alright with that?" answers the now very embarrassed Lola.

~At the Studio~

(Lola's POV.)

By this time, Lola's cheeks trickled with a genuine red blush of embarrassment, because of her sister, and her blindly angelic, but devlish laugh.

It wasn't that her sister was mean, or rude, it was just that she knew that her laugh could make anyone's day happy in a blink of an eye... if it was not used for teasing her older sister.

"Ha! Yeah sure sis, but why?" asked Cyprus with confusion.

Well, now she's serious. Lola thought.

"Just buy them... pwease?" Lola pleaded, through her phone, like a puppy dog.

"Sure. Not-So-Cliché Now huh?" Cyprus chuckled.

Now Lola knew she was smirking on the other end.

"I am not cliché!!!!!!....I'm just a little insecure." defended Lola.

Meanwhile, her words were defending her, but her face dissagreed, as it she blushed even harder.

"Yeah...sure, a little insecure." Cyprus added sarcastically.

"Yes. Just. A. Little." Lola confirmed tightly.

"See ya later o.k. big sis?" Cyprus finally ends, with the success she had of embarrasing her older sister.

"Yup! Remember, at the studio by that kids art store by 2:30. Bye Little sis." Lola ended with her last words.

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(A/N: Hey! This is Cliché! I hope you like the story so far! I am not going to make this Author's Note too long, just so you can do whatever you are supposed to do in this lovely planet we call home.

Love ya all!

Have a nice day!

-rawrdomo45/Katrina)