ms.california/claudia kishi/on hiatus

daphne and the pretty scars.

(HEADS UP bold & italic means daphne narrating. also, there is a LOT of talk about self harm in this chapter.)

(also, there is DAFFY DUCK REDEMPTION IN HERE FOR THE KRISTY AND TWIZZLERS THING-)

DAPHNE STOOD IN FRONT OF HER VANITY, placing blush onto her cheeks.

I love that everyone in the club has their own aesthetics! It's so cool.

She adjusted her overall sleeve, which contains frogs on the chest area and a green shirt behind the blue overalls.

Stacey totally owns the New York core, Claudia has the vibin' and thrivin' girl looks, Mary Anne rocks the soft girl look, and Kristy pulls off the basic-80's neighborhood look!

Daphne sighed and itched her eyebrow.

And then there's me. The confused cottagecore with a weird past.

She adjusted her pigtails and brushed her shoulders.

And let me tell you, it's gonna be just as traumatizing to relive it as I'm telling you about it.

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DAPHNE SAT AT THE BSC MEETING, on her phone with her legs crossed.

Mary Anne sat in front of Stacey, as the blonde did her nails a cute purple color.

Claudia sat at her desk, working on her sculpture, and then Kristy, who was reading a book in her iconic chair.

The colorful phone started ringing, and Kristy shut her book with glee and picked it up.

"Hello, babysitters club! Kristy Thomas speaking."

She listened to the other line for a second, and then picked up her pen.

"And that's what last name? Ambers? Alright, and what day...okay, please hold!"

Kristy pressed the mute button.

"A new client named Jess Ambers needs a sitter tomorrow. She has two kids, Benny and Ophelia. Who's free tomorrow?" Kristy asked Mary Anne.

"Claudia has art classes, Stacey has the Johanssans, I have to hang out with Dawn, and you have Karen and Andrew. Which means Daphne is only free." Mary Anne explained from memory.

"Alright, Daphne, you alright with that?" Kristy asked.

"Yeah. Of course." Daphne smiled.

Kristy nodded and unmuted the phone.

I'm not bothered by new sitting jobs.

"Alright, Miss Ambers, your sitter will be Daphne Blake, and-oh! No, you don't need to give me extra details. That okay-"

Kristy held a blank look on her face and pulled the phone away from her ear.

"What's happening?" Claudia whispered.

"She's ranting." Kristy smiled.