my day to shine . .
Cynthia Leigh Wilde waltzed into her ritzy apartment building, making her way towards the elevator. Her pale off-the-shoulder Alice+Olivia top perfectly complimented her Donna Karan wrap skirt and brand-new Manolos with the kitten heels. The way she walked and casually glanced at her surroundings suggested that she just knew she was the hottest girl in the room. By far.
"Miss Wilde?" the receptionist called out timidly as she swept past the front desk. "There are three messages here for you."
Cyn nodded, and looked down to examine her freshly manicured nails. "Thanks. Get them sent up. I don't have time to stay down here and read them."
Arriving in her penthouse apartment, Cyn flipped through the pieces of paper. Jamal.. Jason.. Ally.. She giggled and flounced into her bedroom, curling up on her lacy pink canopy. Her three favourite people in the world had called.. coincidence? Instead of calling them back, she flipped over so she was on her stomach, and turned on her ibook.
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jamal and i are going out now! amazing, i know. i couldn't ask for a hotter, sweeter guy. i've just been chilling, mostly with jason. we've been up to some pretty crazy shit! clubbing, krispy kreme.. astrid's back, too. we're thinking of jetting off to somewhere fun.. that reminds me, my paris trip is almost finalized, but the hard part is deciding who's coming and who's staying. doesn't matter. in the city of love, it's not gonna matter who i take. everyone's stressing about college applications, but i'm not even going. why bother, when i make ten times the amount most educated people do? i'm such a snob.
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She giggled, and lay back on her pillow, thinking about Jamal. Who else?
"Miss Wilde?" the receptionist called out timidly as she swept past the front desk. "There are three messages here for you."
Cyn nodded, and looked down to examine her freshly manicured nails. "Thanks. Get them sent up. I don't have time to stay down here and read them."
Arriving in her penthouse apartment, Cyn flipped through the pieces of paper. Jamal.. Jason.. Ally.. She giggled and flounced into her bedroom, curling up on her lacy pink canopy. Her three favourite people in the world had called.. coincidence? Instead of calling them back, she flipped over so she was on her stomach, and turned on her ibook.
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jamal and i are going out now! amazing, i know. i couldn't ask for a hotter, sweeter guy. i've just been chilling, mostly with jason. we've been up to some pretty crazy shit! clubbing, krispy kreme.. astrid's back, too. we're thinking of jetting off to somewhere fun.. that reminds me, my paris trip is almost finalized, but the hard part is deciding who's coming and who's staying. doesn't matter. in the city of love, it's not gonna matter who i take. everyone's stressing about college applications, but i'm not even going. why bother, when i make ten times the amount most educated people do? i'm such a snob.
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She giggled, and lay back on her pillow, thinking about Jamal. Who else?