[FORMERLY TITLED AS ARTIST'S BRUSH]
❝ 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺. ❞
in which a purple-haired rebel try to convince a red-haired nerd, who is keeping a secret, to run away with her.
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Artist's Brush! three. Rich girls just want to have fun!- (part one)
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CHERYL never really understood her friends- can you call them friends when you know that they all hate each other? Anyways, Cheryl never got Kathleen's morals nor her classmates. It's always you above everyone else like what?
Not to mention their discrimination against the poor, side of the town, and anyone lesser to them. But Cheryl would always keep her mouth shut when it came to this because that is how sociality works in their world.
It was the weekend and, she was in Kathleen's mansions with Stella, Chanel, Daisy, and Freya, getting ready for a party. All of them besides, Cheryl were already glam up for the party. Cheryl didn't want to go to a party as she had to study for her English test but, with much convincing from Kathleen and the promise that Reggie Mantle (a handsome jock that Cheryl kinda has a crush on) was going to be there but more on that later.
Moving on, all of them (Stella, Chanel, Daisy, Freya, and Cheryl), was apart of Kathleen's circle with her reigning as Queen Bee and while the rest of her friends and classmates fangirl (or cower) over her, Cheryl didn't. Cheryl didn't like Kathleen at all, but like any other rich girl, she pretended to. Kathleen knew that too, but it didn't stop her from trying to befriend the heiress to the Blossom business.
"Hey, Cher! Try this one." Said Katheleen, handing over another outfit for her to try on.
Kathleen was making Cheryl try on dresses for the party because, apparently, the party was going to be raving and full of hot guys, and Kathleen wanted Cheryl to be laid. She had tried on outfits that consisted of deep 'v', fishnets, thigh-high boots, chokers, and anything else you can think of. As much as Cheryl doesn't want to admit it but she is having fun, trying on clothes that she wouldn't usually wear- it was like a girl's night out.
Cheryl sighed and accepted the outfit from the bathroom door. It was a satin mini green slip-on dress with a pair of faux fur chunky heels. Cheryl examined the outfit. She thought it was cute, but she wouldn't wear it... but then again, she was going to a party, and she definitely wanted to make an impression.
She undressed the green strapless dress that she was trying on and hung it on the clothes rack. Cheryl put on the red slip-on dress and looked at the mirror, she gasped quietly at how perfect the dress fit her; it showed off her curves and her legs and also, it didn't show that much cleavage and, she went comfortable in it... kinda.
"Cher! Are you done yet?" Asked Stella, who sounded a bit irradiated. "We're going to be late! Then, all of the boys will be taken."
"Ella, you would stop talking about boys? I know you love to suck but, you're going stop- you sound like your lesbian." Groaned Kathleen. "And besides, let Cheryl take her time."
