Marina's P.O.V
Liz and I drove to the party in her mums car, it was a expensive Bugatti. I was so nervous to drive it incase I would crash and damage it, but Elizabeth insisted I drive. She kept one hand firmly on my leg the entire trip.
The party was at one of Liz's friends house. Some rich kid in the neighbourhood that lived just a couple of blocks down.
When we arrived at the party, I felt slightly out of place. I didnt know anyone, and all these kids were rich. They had these fancy designer dresses, Chanel handbags and shoes. Some were wearing diamonds. Lots of diamonds. I want diamonds. I'd sell my sorry soul if I could have it all.
We got out the car and Liz came and walked by my side, she took my hand. I guess she could sense I was nervous. She managed to make me feel abit calmer. Liz was wearing a white slim fit dress, and had straightened her hair and curled it along towards the ends. Her makeup was simple, yet elegant. Winged eyeliner and mascara. I was wearing a short tight lacy white shirt and a matching lacy skirt. I loved wearing those short tops because they showed off my boobs and stomach and I always thought that it made me look hotter. My hair I had pulled back with a ribbon that I had tied into a bow, and I curled the remainder of my hair. My makeup consisted of pink lipstick, blusher, eyeliner, mascara, and some fake eyelashes I had put on to accentuate my eyes.
Just as we walked into the house, a girl with blonde hair in a red dress called out. "OH MY GOD, LANA, I CANT BELIEVE YOU CAME!!!" She ran up to Liz and gave her a big dramatic hug. Huh. Who the hell was Lana? Liz spoke. "Yeah baby I haven't seen you in forever! Hey I'm going to go show my friend around, catch up with you later!" Liz gave the girl a very dramatic kiss on the cheek, then the girl left.
I looked at Liz with my "You've got some explaining to do" eyes. She laughed. "Everyone around here calls me Lana. I don't like my name, and I never have. These kids were all my friends back in elementary school, we went to the local posh school. I went around telling everyone my name was Lana Del Rey. By the time they found out that my really name was actually Elizabeth, they were already so used to calling me Lana that it just stuck." She shrugged. "So would you prefer it if I called you Lana then? Instead of Elizabeth?" I asked. "I would, but I don't mind, you can call me whichever you want." She replied and kissed me on the forehead. "Why don't you make up another name for yourself? It can be like your alter ego. Just for tonight, you call yourself by another name and change your personality. I promise it'll end up being fun." Liz smiled.
I actually really liked my name. But then I thought about it. It would be fun! And it was only for the night anyway? What the hell, I'm going to do it.
"Okay." I said. "I'll do it. Take me to the bathroom quick first." Liz and I walked to the bathroom. I stood in front of the huge mirror and Liz just stared at me. I took out my black eyeliner and drew a heart on my cheek."There." I said, and smiled. It looked perfect.
I grabbed Liz by the waist and pulled her body against me. She put her arms around my neck and giggled. "Who are you?" She asked.
"I'm Electra, Electra Heart." I said in my most stupidly seductive tone. She laughed at my stupidity. "Well, Electra." She said. "My name's Lana. You wanna go have a drink with me?"
"Ofcourse, Miss Del Rey." I replied. And on that note we made our way to the bar.
Tonight I was Electra Heart. Housewife, Beauty Queen, Homewrecker, Idle Teen, and most of all, I was a Primadonna girl. And I certainly didn't belong to anyone. Well, anyone except Lana Del Rey.
