Wealth, status, and beauty define the elite of Kensington Prep. Every one of them possesses the ability to get away with anything and everything they want, unscathed and remain as privileged and superior as ever.
But Amory Scout decides that tim...
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The month of November sweeps by Kensington in a relatively uneventful manner- well, uneventful for Kensington that is. Luciana's scandal is no longer the hottest topic of the semester but the damage is still done. She no longer attends Kensington. Last I hear from Parker, she's now at some boarding school in Connecticut.
I decide to lay low for November. Too many reputations torn down and too much chaos in such a short time will raise red flags. Instead, I choose November to further entrench my presence into their hierarchy and slowly remove each building block from their castle.
Carmen's skirts and blouses are fitting her less and less and with the Winter Recital for her ballet class approaching, her diet has reached draconian levels of starvation. And the friendship between Parker and Carmen are becoming more hostile and competitive. It certainly began with Luciana's expulsion from the Elite. Like how last week, Parker and Carmen had that ridiculous fight about who saw the new Lacoste polo dress at Neiman Marcus first and the week before that, they argued on and on about whether honey-coloured highlights looked too brassy. But I know the fights had been an underlying factor to something else entirely, something much more personal. And I've been trying to figure out a way to manipulate that.
"Hey girl," I call out to Parker when I see her weaving her way through the clusters of girls in pleated navy blue, grey, or maroon wool uniform skirts, picking at their wasabi-smoked tuna burgers and Red Bliss Pommes Frites. Even though Parker is makeup-free with only her favourite Marc Jacobs' lacquer lip gloss on, she still stuns the room. Girls from opposing schools stare, coveting the Hermes Kelly she uses as a school bag and the five thousand dollar Max Mara teddy coat she has over her uniform.
"Where's Carmen?"
Parker rolls her eyes. "She decided to skip lunch and last period to head to the studio to practice. I swear, the girl's getting more and more Black Swan as the recital date draws closer."
I shrug and try not to hide my satisfaction at how I finally got Parker to hang out with me without Carmen. It's perfect for sowing the seeds of destruction. "Oh well, lame. I was thinking we could go to Malomoush later. We can invite the boys as well. And Nadine if you wanted."
"What?" Parker scrunches her eyebrows. "But we only ever go to Malomoush with Carmen. She lives for their gin and tonics."
"That doesn't mean we can't go without her," I press casually as if I mean no harm. "Come on, it'll be fun! I've been getting so many assignments lately I need a night out on a school night."
"You're absolutely terrible," Parker laugh, shaking her head as she scoops up a bite of her chicken salad. "But okay, text the boys. Don't do it on the group chat with Carmen on it though."
I pretend to feign a look of confusion. "Why not?"
Parker bites a corner of her lips. "Just...don't. Trust me."
