Nikki was trying to keep her usual high spirits up. That was what people expected from her, after all and nobody wanted a sour queen. Deep down, Nicole really wanted to win this too. It would be her way of showing that she was something and not just the family reject
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"I was working with the tare and rip threat, but I'm sure it'll respond much better to threats." Walking up behind Niki Angie looked up at the poster.
"I take it you really wanna be Queen?"
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"I um...." she stammered, not wanting to admit it.
"I mostly don't want to be over shadowed by her anymore..."
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"Seriously, you don't need to get frustrated and start yelling at posters to prove you deserve to be Queen or anything else for that matter." Walking up beside her Angie linked her arm with Nikki's. They weren' really close, but it was still a friendly gesture from a competator.
"Do something that only you would do. Make people notice you, but not through posters of sleezy posses. Even if they notice you through passively ignoring this crap." Angie glanced at another that wasn't quite as pleasantly covered as some of the others.
"Be you. Because when it's all over and you're wearing that crown or not wearing it, you walk off that stage or dance floor with just a piece of plastic or whatever it is-and yourself. Thats it. Just that crappy symbol of a stupid vote, and you." Letting go of Nikki's arm Angie touched her chin, pindering a poster of Allie before them.
"You know, if she really needs these posters to beat us-I know for me thats flattering. Hell, she could use all the ( ... )
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"I mean, people like me, right? I throw parties and I don't make people mad," she said, in her whispy voice.
Most of the time Nicole was just there. She was stood around and took in the world around her, making it fun when she could and holding back when she had to. Allie was the one people were always jealous of.
"I didn't even know she took these shots..." she said, looking back at the posters.
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