wish upon a star.

Excuse me, I don’t hide my talents. But I can apply an acrylic nail set in a record-breaking speed of 20 minutes, that’s 2 minutes per nail. 

“No, no, no!” Tally protested, taking another sip of her drink. “One of those things from the car lots that are used to attract customers. Because they’re funny?” She giggled, surprised at herself. Tally was pretty sure she’d never giggled in her entire life. Tally took a better look at her conversation companion, finally noticing that she was talking to Stella. “Oh my God! Yeah! Ariana is the best!” She admired the other girl’s outfit, nodding in confirmation that it was a good choice. “Yeah! Good Clean Fun! We were the Anti @-Pack until we figured it was time to break away from that. We throw better parties anyways, and now everyone knows!” She downed the rest of her drink and threw the cup on the ground, “Suck it, @-Pack! Wait, actually I like Izzie so I take that back, but still!” She scanned the tables around her looking for a drink left unattended and full, picking it up and downing its contents as well. “How do you like Walt? You’re like, new, right?” 

“Ohhhh, yeah I see that now.” Stella cocked her head, pretending to ‘see’ the arm-flailing inflatable in the other girl before Tally went on, explaining their party club. She almost interjected, but then she threw a cup on the ground and continued to pick up someone’s unattended drink. “Whoa, slow down, girl,” she chuckled. “I agree as much as anyone -- the @ pack sucks, my roommates are the dumbasses behind it. I um...I like it here! Things haven’t gotten too crazy,  it’s a welcome challenge. But if you keep taking other people’s unattended drinks I’m gonna have a roofied Freshman on my hands, so maybe things will get interesting!” 

Don’t get too excited. The most drama this town sees is “Who’s dating who?” and “Will they, won’t they?”. Nothing actually interesting in sight. Although, I did hear that someone just literally came back from the dead so maybe things are changing. Personally, I wouldn’t be caught dead at the Valentine’s Day ball, but like, yes queen we love a new arrival. Speaking of parties, please for the LOVE OF GOD throw better ones than the two resident party planning committees no one asked for. The last one I went to was filled with absolute nobodies and babies. And that’s what you missed in Walt.

Someone came back from the dead?! Well this place is crazier than I even thought. My old school was severely lacking in the drama department, I can’t wait to see some shit I can stir up. Oh, hunny, I don’t throw parties, I’m just the life of ‘em. So trust: The lame parties you’ve been to will instantly be 100x better now that I’m around. It’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m Stella. Thanks for being the first person to welcome me to town, you a real one.