Quirks Of Being A Queen Bee ✔ COMPLETED ✔

Chapter Twelve

Heidi and Alex were glaring daggers at each other.

    We were sitting in a high class, expensive boutqiue, and Heidi and Alex had never once taken their eyes off each other. And not in a good way. I preferred when they either pretended the other didn't exist or were constantly bickering. At least they weren't silently sending one another death threats and basically screaming 'bloody murder' with their eyes. Heidi pursed her lips as Alex clenched his jaw, and I swear in the moment, I just snapped. 

    "My God, grow up." I told them. "You are staring at each other in the way two five year old siblings would if their mother told them neither of them could have cake because they were misbehaving. What is wrong with you?" I asked. I put my hands on my hips. "Just try to get along?" Heidi looked at me, her eyes softening.

   "Hon, I would, but I'm sitting in a room with an asshole. I never treat anyone more than what they're worth." Alex shot her an angry look, getting to his feet.

    "Alex!" I scolded, and he shrunk back, slumping down on his seat again. "And Heid, if that's so," I raised an eyebrow, "why are you so nice to Quentin?" Her eyes darkened slightly.

   "He's cute, babe. And why do you care?" She said, jutting her hip out, looking me up and down. Defiance radiated from her, like she'd sprayed herself in 'I'm-ready-for-a-fight' perfume.

    "Heid, I don't want to fight. I just hardly think he's up to your standards." I told her. "Now, c'mon. Let's pick some dresses and make ourselves look fabulous!"

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   "Do I look hot?" I asked, coming out of the cubicle in a cute little red dress. It wasn't sexy: it was sleeveless and the dress was cut just below the knee, but it wasn't slutty or revealing. Honestly, as bitchy as this sounds, that was Heidi's thing. I liked sundresses and comfy skirts, still do. Alex eyed me up and down, his eyes as wide as the craters on the moon.

"You look cute." He said. Good, I thought.

I flashed him a shy smile. I didn't want to look like a skank.

    At that moment, Heidi peeped out of her cubicle, wearing a long light blue dress. She rolled her eyes when she saw me. "Ash, you look like a 5th grader. A little schoolgirl."

   "I look cute. Not skanky, not slutty, but still bee-yoo-tee-ful." I smiled. "Whereas you look like a Kardashian. Or Megan Fox."

   "Oh, do I?" She leaned back and posed, hair falling over her shoulders. Alex was looking away from both of us, pointedly.

    "Yeah. But I mean, even the closest of friends differ in opinion sometimes, babe." I blew a kiss. "I'm going to see if they have other shades of red, or white." To be honest, I really didn't care about what colours they had - this dress was perfect - but this was the perfect opportunity to leave them to talk. 

    "Wait, babe! I need you to zip!" She called after me, but I was already turning the corner. Hey, she was either going to bond with him, or they would start World War III. But they had to do something together, hell, they needed to sort out their priorities.

No, I am not Hermione Granger. I can only wish to be as lovely as her.

   I asked for a couple of different styles and colours, and sat around waiting for the dresses. It was really quiet where I had left the two, which was unusual. Maybe they were back to ignoring each other again. Which made this whole trip pointless.

I kind of feel for Alex, it's not like he can dress up and girl talk with us. 

Well, he could, but-