Chapter 1 - The Bargain.
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There was a knock on the door signaling that her car was ready and she should be out of the house by now but as she threw on her purple Dior coat over her uniform because of the cold weather they were now having in Foxglove, Layla couldn't care less after all–who were they to rush her– she thought to herself. The Brannigan household was surprisingly quite this morning, it only made her wonder if her parents had dismissed themselves from the house. The house that was once full of laughter and joy was now so quiet. With her parents on a verge of a divorce they'd do anything to avoid each other even if it meant not making an appearance in the house.
She decided to skip breakfast that morning only settling for a stop and Blues to pick up a cup of coffee to get her through the day. With a sigh she frantically searched her Chanel backpack for her iPod, plugging it in and closing her eyes, was the only way she could distract herself from the swirling of her mind as she waited for the car ride to be over, it didn't take about 20 minutes before her car was parked directly in front of the double doors at Foxglove Prep. with other students getting out of lavish cars–everyone could tell that this was a school for the prestigious with a tuition of about thirty grand it was definitely that type of school we're people fought for dominance over the thrown of Foxglove, the hierarchy was set and she was glad for her position at the top not that she fought for it or anything with her father being my father why wouldn't she be at the top? But she was definitely determined to keep it that way.
"The Queen herself" a voice sings obviously referring to her and she did not need to turn around before knowing who it was, Charlotte Jarvis also known as CJ, Layla's very best friend - who was also at the top of the pyramid, her parents being eighth on Forbes list. "In the flesh" Layla cockishly answered with a sly smile "What's up?"
"Oh you know what's up Ivy's at it again" she explains. The infamous Ivy Pierce, she was beautiful no doubt about that but boy was she a pain in the ass. There was definitely no Queen bee at Foxhall but the lower class students here like to place the crown in whoever was trending that week or month in other words–they stalk your social media, a month ago CJ and Layla were in Paris for the weekend trust her best friend to take loads of pictures and upload them with over 30k followers on her Instagram and 25k likes on each picture they were trending the week after that when we were back in school, but these days the crown has been on Ivy's head for way too long, it wasn't like she had any special secret weapon it was just there on her head, and Layla did not like it.
"She's throwing a party"
"Are we invited and when is this party?"
"Tonight at her place, not yet–I only found out because she was posting pictures of the hefty men moving stuff in her living room on Instagram" she says and shows me her phone so I can see the picture
"Hashtag 'party time' I don't get it, what is she trying to do?" She scoffed.
Before CJ could mouth an answer someone slyly taps Layla's shoulder earning all of her attention, and he's standing there to wrap is arms around her waist. "Hey you" he smiles "How was your weekend, we didn't see at all you know?" He questioned his girlfriend "I know I know I'm sorry, I just really had a lot to work on" she sighed hoping her pity party would subdue him. "It's ok, I'll forgive you if you make it up to me" he bargained.
"How?"
"Come with me to Ivy's party"
"Really you actually want to go" she asked her voice laced with disgust yet surprise.
"No, but the boys from the basketball team are making me go" he explained to her "But I was thinking about coming to your house just to sleep cause my mum is gonna be at home today, I don't wanna see her it's so much stress" she pouted before taking a long pause. "Think you can sacrifice for your girlfriend?" She asked "Hmmm, how about we go to the party just to show up for like an hour then ditch it" he compromised. "Ugh fine" she rolled her eyes at him playfully and he chuckles. "Layla I've got a class now, I'll catch you later" CJ says, Layla had almost forgotten that she was standing there, "Ok, I'll see you later". "What period do you have now?" he asked as he rans his hand through his thick blonde hair.
