we going out tonight

   she didn’t need verification from some valley girl that her product was    good. she knew it was, and her boyfriend being the one who grew it    had absolutely no influence on her. the comment didn’t phase gwen,    considering she knew she wasn’t that intimidating. it’s why she hired    tsian, the muscle of her organization. “you’re not as bright as you loo-”    gwen stopped herself, considering she didn’t look that bright, she just    dropped the topic. at the sound of her empires name, gwen sat still for    a moment. “gods..” she repeated after her. “i can’t believe it..” she let    out a sigh, eyes drooping to the floor. quickly regaining her composure,    she darted her eyes back up to the brunette. “not that i expect you to    know, since you seem to be on the lower spectrum of importance to     your organization, but do you happen to know if spencer is still in charge?”    she tilted her head while she awaited an answer. “we have history, me and    him.”

alice: well my daddy doesn’t so no alice: good i’ll keep them if you like them alice: don’t change your mind!!

   not what she was expecting to hear, gwen scoffs so hard she nearly    falls out of her chair. “impossible.” she spits the word out like it was    the deepest scum of the earth. “you see, my shit is top quality. if my    name is on it, it’s going to be the best thing out there.” narrowing her    eyes on the girl, gwen contemplated in a split second what to do next,    she had half a mind to have her muscleman come in and put her in her    place, but despite her environment gwen didn’t really care for violence,    at least when unnecessary. “i’ve been working this location here for a    long time. so i don’t know who you’re working with, but they’re clearly    amateurs if they think they can just show up out of no where and not    tick anyone off..                              and trust me, they don’t want to tick me off.”

      his eyes stared upon the floor that he was standing on, his back leaned up against the wall. he didn’t want to be here what so ever, but his mother basically made him come to this damned gala. he hated galas, it was the thing that he truly had a full hated passion for. it was nothing but him conversing with middle aged men and old men  trying to befriend him for no reason what so ever. then there was the other children of said people attending the gala that he would rather stab himself in the thigh with a fork than talk to them. he was about ready to down an entire tray of champagne. 

          “it’s funny..” gwen started, exhaling through her tired and obviously            fake smile. “my most loyal customers seemed to have lost interest            in what i’m selling. and i think you know why.” her grin was interrupted             by her marlboro 100 being placed roughly between her lips. taking an            exaggerated drag, staring down the person across the table. “so.. are            you going to tell me why i can’t push any of my shit?”

         blonde hair falls to her back as she swings around, looking down at hayden with pouted lips. ‘ they’re pretty tight. ‘ she says as she looks at his legs to prove a point. ‘ anyway — i hope i’m the only one you sent those to. i really need to teach you camera angles. ‘ eyes study him while her hands move to rest on her hips. 

           no matter how much damien got under her skin or pissed her off to the point she was red in the face; sasha still stuck around. even if she would have left him in the dust by now, damien would only follow— he could never allow himself to lose her. the male is leaning against a wall before pushing off, making his way towards the smaller figure. those words stung him, fueling the anger a little more inside. ‘ you’ve ALWAYS been mine — before you even felt what i made you feel. ‘ now he’s right in front of her and his voice slowly became less audible. 

         it was all new to jersey — finding someone like jackson oddly attractive. don’t get her wrong, he’s obviously a handsome guy, but the whole good boy thing wasn’t really her cup of tea. she was a bit infatuated with the criminals, the ones who keep her in trouble. yet she couldn’t stop herself from inching closer to the male in front of her. ‘ hm, and why is that?? ‘ pursed lips turn into a smirk. ‘ you know —- i can return the favor, if it makes you feel better. ‘

         as soon as sasha pulled the door open, damien made his way inside as if he lived there — he didn’t really care to ask if it was okay. ‘ it wasn’t meant for me?? ‘ the male raises his eyebrows. ‘ so, what, you’re showing off whats mine to other guys, then? ‘

        ‘ couldve fooled me. ‘ then there’s a shrug. she’s looking down at her fingernails before at the male in front of her. ‘ i mean you always wear those loose shirts — and super tight pants. ‘ now she was just teasing, a playful smile on her lips.

       there’s a smile and then a laugh. jersey could tell he was a little embarrassed and it only made her find this whole thing even more humorous. ‘ you mean they weren’t taken just for me? damn. ‘ she was taunting but trying to make light of the situation in a way.

         well, he was a little devastated when she said the pictures weren’t for him but overall he was thrilled to have even seen her naked. the boy couldn’t rid the goofy smile on his face. ‘ i get it — you shouldn’t be sorry, i mean your body is really nice– not like i looked, well i looked but not very long. i’m blabbering, sorry. ‘