Fabulous Fifteen: The Finale

The Devil Is Female

Leigh and Jesy got home together with legs dragging, both exhausted.

"Ugh, why is it that every single person in the world can always figure out which car is ours while we're driving? I mean I appreciate the praising but . . . sometimes a Jesy gets fed up you know?" Jesy walked alongside Leigh down the hallway in front of their front door to get to the living room.

"Gosh they're wild." Leigh remembered how people stopped driving to start hopping onto their car to get pictures. Some guy had almost broken her window with his head and she'd nearly had a panic attack. Eventually they'd been able to escape though. The police were called and what not so they were able to come home in one piece.

"You okay though? You'd been rather panicky once things started spiraling downward." Jesy asked. She was thinking of the questions being shot at them from people as they were attacked. The driver kept saying to not listen and to block their ears or Jin would kill him. Leigh had covered her ears in a panic but Jesy had decided to listen closely so she could figure out what on earth was being hidden from her.

People had been demanding to know what happened with them and Jade and they'd been asking about Tae and his where abouts. Apparently no one knew where he was. And this all means that I was right the whole time. She shook her head. Jade. . . her Jade was mad at her wasn't she? She's upset that I took this one from her. Her throat felt tight and she wanted to cry but she held it. No. I am not weak nor am I hideous. I . . . am inevitable. She paused. I made that up didn't I? She was so awesome. She just came up with the best lines whenever she was in a mood. Yeah just shows that I could write movies and stuff. Ugh. I'm just that bitch. A hundred percent that bitch. She smirked. Jeez I just keep coming up with cool lines. Damn Jesy. Damn! She was now grinning.

"I'm fine. I was about to ask you the same thing. Where as I got a bit panicked, to me you seemed kind of . . . well even angrier than usual." Leigh remembered Jesy screaming at the top of her lungs saying 'Oh my God why are they coming now while I'm dealing with my own internal conflicts! F*ck them!'. What internal conflicts Jes? What was happening with her girl?

They both got to the lavish living room and were ready to plop down on the couch when they met . . .

"Smartass . . . hi . . . uhhh what the hell please?" Jesy gestured to the guy who was basically turning their living room into a daycare.

Leigh squealed. "Princeton! You're here! OMG! What's going on bro??" She ran up to him and jumped on him where he was setting up a playpen.

"Ow!" Princeton fell onto his back with her on him. He smiled as he felt her kiss his cheek. Now she sat in front of him. "Did you just call me bro?"

Jesy had been thinking of how she would need to approach Jade about everything until she realized that oddity. "Ha ha. Princess are you trying out new slang again? I keep saying it but you never listen. When you use American slang you sound lame. I'm just waiting on the day you decide to start saying the n-word like the other guys. That'd be hilarious. Hahay!"

Princeton started to laugh with her. "Gosh that would be something." He looked at Leigh. "Have you even ever said that before?"

Leigh giggled, her cheeks pink. "Well . . . actually . . . no."

"Does she look like she's ever said it?" Jesy sat on one of the chairs with crossed legs.

Princeton had a good laugh. "I wanna hear it in your voice now. This ought to be good." He sat back.

Leigh-Anne laughed too. "Really now? Well okay." She took in a deep breath.

Jesy cringed. "I'm already disgusted by this."