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Prologue
My name is Acacia Scarlet Collins. I am the daughter of Juliet Collins, the world's number one fashion designer and Francisco Collins, the president of ASCollins Company, one of the world's richest elite company.
There are rules if you're with me, number one is I get what I want. What Acacia wants, Acacia gets. Number two, bring tissue, why? Your sweat might stick to my skin and I might slap you for that. I hate sweat, okay? I am a brat, yes, a total brat, a bitch brat or whatever people calls me.
So I'm guessing you already hate me now? Hey, don't judge me too quick. I'm still someone with a good heart, you know. I even attend charity events for the orphans and the disabled.
I study in a prestigous school called Collins Elite Highschool. And yeah, my dad literally owns the school. Dad, he's just like.. That. People in school look up to me a lot, and I hate it, I mean, it's not just because my parents own the school, it means that you should start looking up to me, I'm not even like them and I find it weird. And being extremely rich sometimes feel lonely even though I have everything I want and I have the whole world in my hands, I don't seem to be contented. Or am I just that high maintenance?
It's a Saturday and I don't have much to do so I guess it's... Shopping time.
I am a total shopaholic, a crazy one even. I could never resist a day without new clothes. Oh snap.
I took my iPhone off the table and started to call my bestfriends, Cass, Sav and Angel. We've known eachother ever since we were at the age of six and we met at a shopping mall. Yes, a shopping mall, that isn't weird right?
"Hey, biatch! What you up to today?" The first line came up. And it's no other than Cass, who's always been the same old bitchy Cass.
No, no, you don't have the right to call her Cass only I am allowed to call her that. You should address her Cassandra before she pulls your hair off your head. She's feisty like that.
"Seaside Bay Mall later at six PM?" I invited.
"Of course, hold on, Angel's coming." Cass said.
"Hi!" Someone chirped through the phone. Of course it's Angel. Our sweet little Angel. Between all of us, she is the sweetest, the only sweetest rather, and the most kindhearted. In fact, I didn't know how she was able to fit in here, with us. We're different in many ways. Angel's a crybaby and all but we still love her from the bottom of our hearts.
The third line came, "Queen Sav is here, bow down to me bitches." Sav. But don't worry you can call her by her nickname, she won't pull your hair off. Savannah is known as the Queen Bee of Collins High. Not to mention that many is afraid of her and her fake gossips, a Regina George, I must say. But to be honest, she's a softie inside.
Don't tell her I told you.
"In your dreams, Sav!" I spat at her jokingly.
"Whatever, bratface." She spat back and chuckled.
"Bratface? What the hell?" I teased and she let out another chuckle.
"See y'all at six!" Cass butted in. "I'm about to go and get ready. By the way, I have something to tell all of you." She said while giggling and then hung up.
What's up with her? Another guy? Psh.
"Same goes for me, see you loves!" Angel chirped once again.
Same did Sav and I.
I walked into my walk-in closet, deciding what to wear. And that's when I realized that I have nothing to wear or maybe because I own way too much clothes it made me confused to choose what clothing should I wear.
One thing you should know about me is that I only wear Chanel. If it isn't Chanel, get ready to have trash thrown in your face, well, unless it came from my bestfriends, or mom. And not dad. Yes, Chanel. Nothing else. I'm very picky when it comes to clothes because mom is, yeah, you know what she is and who she is.
I got my Chanel shirt and my high waisted shorts from my amazingly enormous closet and I finished it off with a Dr. Martens boots that Cass gave me last week. It's not Chanel but I guess it's worth a try wearing it. I find it cute, anyways. To finish my look, I added light make up, and for your information, I'm not like those sluts who apply a huge number of make up, and my usual beach waves.
I stormed out of the house while shouting, "Nanna, I'm going out for a while!"
When I reached my Porsche, I straightly went to the route for Seaside Bay. It's a one hour drive from home and according to my watch, it's already five PM.
After an hour drive to Seaside Bay, I parked my car on a reserved parking space. Reserved. Because Sav's parents own this mall, just so you know.
The usual spot, Starbucks.
I could see that Angel was already there so I hurriedly went to the table where she's currently seated.
"Oh, hi love!" She chimed.
Looking sweet as ever, she's wearing a white summer dress with a backless heart on the back of it, classy and elegant, that's who she is. I've also noticed that she was wearing the Chanel pumps I gave her last month, aww. Her brown locks matches her dress which is now and always in a half ponytail. That's pretty much her signature hairstyle. If you ever got bored of it don't tell her, or she'll cry all day.
Angel's parents work in an elite company like mine, and our sister company when it comes to business.
"Hey," I took a seat beside her. "Look, it's Cass."
As I caught sight of Cass, still looking pretty as ever, she's wearing a plain white cropped top and a black leather skirt, she finished it off with a denim polo, hanging open. She had high socks on and some boots like mine as well. I've always adored her long golden locks that reached up to her bottom rib and her matching green eyes.
Cass is an extremely great dancer, a natural, if I must add, she's plain amazing.
Cass' parents has this extreme obsession for yachts, they have about thirty, and I find it cute. They also own hotels and restaurants throughout the country, the world even.
"Hey," she said. "I saw Sav along the way. She's here for about two hours ago. Handled business I guess, there she is."
"Sorry was I late?" She said, huffing. The three of us shook our heads in response.
Sav is naturally gorgeous and hot. Of course a Queen Bee has to be one. She wore a black muscle tee with daisies on it, she also wore a washed out high waisted shorts and some flats. Her hair straight and her full bangs made her look perfect.
Her parents, yes, this mall and this whole place, Seaside Bay.
And there we are, the mean girls of Collins High. Including Angel.
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Cast
Barbara Palvin as Acacia
Chachi Gonzales as Cassandra
Bella Thorne as Savannah
Ariana Grande as Angel
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