Searching For Rebecca

Chapter 9: Rich Bitch at the ready!

CHAPTER 9: RICH BITCH AT THE READY!

Inside the house was cool and spotless. It didn't look as though anybody actually lived here. My eyes wandered over the smooth white marble tiles and sleek curve of the stairway. Stacie walked straight across the hallway and dropped her shades and keys in a glass tray, her stilettos making a clang that made me wince.

She had just opened her mouth to speak when a small lady with messy brown hair and sweatpants bursts through a door.

'Thought I heard you come back Stacie.'

'Oh hey Claire.' She didn't even turn to greet her properly. 'Bex this is Claire, she's Poppy's nanny. Poppy's my youngest sister.' She clarified.

'Oh hi.' I smiled.

She grinned back, 'can I get you girls anything?'

Stacie nodded, finally turning to meet this woman's eyes, 'yeah, a bottle of champers, not the cheap crap you tried to fob off on me last time, two glasses and some strawberries.'

'Anything else?' Claire was still smiling but it looked strained. All in all she looked exhausted.

'Yeah, we're going to a party so we're going to be taken and picked up. Obviously we can't drive since we're drinking...'

'Where and when?'

'Starts at seven down at Parklands beach and probably ends around three... be there yeah?' Stacie doesn't pause to see her response. She turns to me an enigmatic smile on her face. 'Let's go to my floor!'

Not even room, floor. Jesus.

As we walk up the stairway I can't help but feel bad for Claire. The catty attitude she got, like she wasn't worth Stacie's time was something I was all too used to.

When we reached the first landing Stacie guided me up a smaller, cream carpeted set of stairs that emerged in smallish corridor.

She grinned at me before throwing the double doors open.

What greeted me was a humongous open space. Nearer to us was a twinset of cream leather couches, a glass coffee table wedged in between. The floor was all golden wood apart from two large fluffy white rugs, one under the sofas the other, under her queen sized canopy bed. Layers of gauzy material draped across either side of it, which matched her lacy cream bedding and baby pink throw cushions. A vanity held about as much makeup as a beauty store and probably held over $1000 worth of perfume. But the most remarkable thing wasn't the flatscreen or open doors to an en-suite and walk in closet, but the entire left wall. Essentially it was a sheet of glass that doubled up as sliding doors leading to a balcony complete with hot tub and sun loungers.

'Wow, your room is amazing!' I breathed.

She winked and kicked her heels off, 'thanks honey, now let's get this party started!' she grinned and clicked her iPhone onto a speaker which began to blurt out music. 'eurgh!' she was glancing in an ivory wall mirror, 'I really look hideous! I think it was gym this afternoon, I hate what it does to my pores!' Without anymore warning she unzipped her dress kicked it to the floor, leaving her standing in nothing but a baby pink bra and panties with cute white lace overlay. I found my jealousy creeping up, how was it she could have a perfectly flat, toned stomach whilst still having large, perky boobs?

Leaving her clothes in a heap she strode into the closet and pulled out some faded jean shorts and a racer back with PINK written on the front. Even though she was now wearing clothes I could help my eyes being drawn to her very visible cleavage. I pursed my lips.

Just then the door banged open and Claire strode inside, 'here you go girls, give us a shout if ya need anything!' with that she presently left leaving a tray with, champagne and strawberries on the table.

'Eek! I'm so ready to get tipsy on expensive alcohol!' Stacie squealed, uncapping the bottle and pouring out too generous glasses. She held up her glass, so I did the same, 'to popularity, and getting laid tonight, and to being damn, fucking sexy!'

Our glasses clinked together and I couldn't help but grin.

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