Punk-toria Chase
Chloe hugged Max as tightly as she could, hearing a sickening crunch ,the sound of something massive hurtling towards them as her first mate lifted her arm
A dull metallic thud knocked her out of her hugging trance, as a splash of paint hit her back. She looked down, promptly piecing the situation together upon noticing a sopping cashmere sweater where her usual skull tank top should be
"No way" she shrieked "No FUCKING way" Chloe Price had been demoted to the lowest of the low.
Victoria Chase
Vicky's toadies floundered around her....Catherine patting her on the shoulder gently "Hold on, hold on, we'll get some towels...We'll be right back !" assuming she was upset over the hella expensive sweater before scurrying into the dorm behind her
One of her favorite points of conversation with Max was how the universe had managed to consistently shit all over her. As far as she was concerned, turning her into Queen Bitch was the straw that broke the camel's back.
Uh....hey Victoria
Chloe's eyes shot up , jumping to the sound of her best friends voice with an enthusiastic "Maxie pad !", before pulling back as she remembered her how wet she just made her
Max shifted her weight slightly, her eyebrows raised skeptically "Maxie pad ? Victoria are you ok ? That's an oddly affectionate nickname coming from you...."
Chloe grabbed the befuddled hipsters hand "Yeah I'm fine, all things considered" motioning her hands to display her entire body."
"I am sorry. That's an awesome cashmere coat..."
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"It's ok" Chloe thought to herself calmly "I just had a conversation with my best friend who doesn't remember what she just did to me yet" running her hands through her short blonde hair "Everything's fine. Hella fine",leaning back against the stairs, letting her head bob to the left to notice 3 tiny little purses
Her eyes bulged, as the sudden revelation hit her "I'm Victoria Chase !", sitting up rigidly, quickly finding her hand in the most Victoria looking purse of the bunch
"Which means what's hers is mine"
She quickly ripped through the purse, like a kid opening a present , quickly finding and removing her pocketbook from the Louis Vuitton , sending a spray of items all over the ground. Kate must have been right about this God thing, because what she saw before her was beautiful, a thick wad of cash immediately caught her gaze, her eyes hungrily darting around it's various pockets for the holy grail of Victoria's personal belongings.....
She gasped as she felt a cool hint of plastic run across her thumb, pulling a card from the last pocket in the damned accessory
Platinum Card
This was it, this was her chance to FINALLY escape this shithole and fulfill her promise to Rachel, she finally had hella cash ! It wasn't a perfect situation, considering she had gone from a hella punk bulldog to some sort of fashion poodle, but if Chloe Price was anything, she was practical.
Everything had a price, and this was hers....for now. It was time to go shopping