Vᴀɴᴅᴇʀʙɪʟᴛ Aᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ Fᴏʀ Tʜᴇ Eʟɪᴛᴇ © discussion

A hipster-y, modern juice bar that has organic juices, smoothies, protein shakes, and teas, as well snacks like bran muffins or gluten free bread.

Tiffany walked into the expensive juice bar. "One Mango Mania please!" She ordered.

Heaven walked over to the juice bar and ordered a Strawberry Banana smoothie. "Hi." She said and turned towards the girl.

"Hey!" Tiffany replied,"You got a Berry Banana-Cabana? It's one of my faves. I mean, yum, berries!" She laughed,"What's your name?"

"My names Heaven, what's yours?" Heaven asked and tilted her head.

"You can call me Tiff or Tiffany." She replied, sitting at the bar. "What a cool name, Heaven!"

"Thanks, Tiff. What did you order?" Heaven asked and grabbed her smoothie.

"A Mango Mania. It's just frozen yogurt with mango puree and some other stuff. I would recommend the Fruits Of The Tropics smoothie though too!"

"What's in the Fruits of The Tropics smoothie?" Heaven asked and generously sipped her smoothie.

"Oh um, wow- good question! I think it's mango, papaya, banana, and açai berry juice with a dash of orange. " Tiffany laughed. "That's probably the best drink they have in my opinion. I mean, juices are the bigger deal here. The juices are really healthy- kale and stuff, y'know?"

"Ah, I hate green smoothies. It reminds me too much of grass. I prefer not to feel like a lawnmower." Heaven said and inspected her smoothie.

Tiffany started laughing hysterically. "Oh, my gosh! You are sooo funny! Like a lawnmower!" She wheezed, wiping tears out of her eyes, with her mascara still intact. "Hah. Good one. Sorry for that outburst. Are you going to the ball tomorrow?"

"Yea, it's masquerade. I love masquerade. Although, strangely, someone named Talia told me not to go..." Heaven said and had a questioned look on her face.

Tiffany shrugged it off. "Talia's sweet and nice,but a bit odd."

Hornet swirled her smoothie with the straw absentmindedly twirling he newly coloured pink hair. She knew the teachers would hate it, but she personally preferred it. It gave her an identity.

Today Cyrilla's hair was pumpkin orange, which looked alright with her medium skintone.

Hornet glanced up, noticing a girl from Vanderbilt with bright orange hair. At least she wasn't the only one the teachers would be killing she supposed.

Cyrilla picked out a smoothie that looked teal. When she saw Hornet, she rushed over. "You dye your hair too? The people at the salon say my hair is friend and going to fall out when I'm 20, but I love changing hair colors." She took a deep breath and swung her canvas bag with voodoo dolls of her friends onto a chair. "Cyrilla." She said, shaking Hornet's hand wildly.

"Black sheep of Vanderbilt." She laughed, pulling out gummies shaped like fried eggs.

"I've only dyed it once. But I like it like this. Yours is cool. But they're gonna kill us back at school. " she pulled a face, laughing at cyrillas wild handshake and enthusiasm.
"Hornet. "

"Oh, they always let me go, probably because I'm a Legacy. Nice to meet ya Hornet! The name's Cyrilla. Here I am getting named after a plant, and you get named after a vicious insect."

"Lucky you. " she said referring to cyrillas legacy. She stirred her red smoothie more, absentmindedly, yet paying full attention to everything going on. " I guess a vicious insect is probably pretty accurate for me. How about you?"

"I'm not a plant for sure!" Cyrilla laughed, tossing a disgustingly dry oat cookie in her mouth.

"Point taken. " hornet replied, eyeing the cookie in cyrillas hand. They looked pretty bad, not that she really had the money to try one, let alone for this drink.

Cyrilla tossed the cookie into the trash, where in crumbled into bits promptly. "Good juice, bad food."

"It's still food. " hornet tried not to sound as irritated as she did. Back home she would have fished through bins if it meant her and her mum could eat.

"What?" Cyrilla asked, having not listened to Hornet,"Hey, you wanna just leave? This place is boring af."

She shrugged. She had blogging better to do. " sure. Where do you wanna go?"

*nothing.

"I have no idea." Cyrilla shrugged, dumping out her change purse into the tip jar.

Hornet found that a bit off-putting. Why suggest it if you hadnt got anything in mind? She looked at the tip jar, wondering how anyone could afford to leave tips.

"I know!" Cyrilla exclaimed, turning around,"I think we might have an amusement park here!"

"An amusement park?" She raised her eyebrow wryly, she'd never been to one in her life. " how much?"

"I don't know." Cyrilla looked in her wallet,"All I have is a $20 bill. I hope that's enough admission for two."

"For two?" Hornet was surprised. Was this girl seriously considering paying for her?

"Only a couple rides and plus a snack maybe. Not much." Cyrilla mused.

"You don't have to pay for me. " hornet said suddenly, her pride kicking in.

((I've been a bit busy. Can we drop this?))

(Sure. )

Chloé walked into the expensive juice bar, peering at all the options. She was on a new juice cleanse, but the part before all the skinniness was absolutely hellish-- nothing but juices, five times a day, for a week. It made her feel so much better though, even though the dietician at Vanderbilt strongly advised against them. "One Vitamin C juice!" She shouted at the cashier from the doorway, walking over to the register. Kale, oranges, carrots, and guava- it sounded very healthy. She pushed her hair back from her face where it had gotten stuck in her many layers of glittery pink Chanel lip gloss as she impatiently waited.

Jaden entered the juice spot, dressed in expensive leather street style, gold rimmed shades on shielding her eyes. The girl eyed the selection of drinks silently. She had arrived in Vanderbilt that night, and was exhausted after doing absolutely nothing while her things were unpacked for her. Jaden finally made a decision, and strutted up to the counter. "Get me one of those watermelon apple smoothies, and make it snappy would you?" The girl glanced over at Clohé, looking her up and down slowy, letting her shades slide down her nose a bit. She then proceeded in handing a credit card to a second cashier.

Chloé looked at the other girl walk in as she received her Vitamin C juice-- and she looked like Le Clique Magnifique material- she certainly didn't have a fortune stretching back to the 1300's, and she was perfevtly edgy cool, something Eva despised. Chloé confidently strutted over next to the girl, pulling out some lip gloss for a fresh application. "I'm Chloé Wadeford." She introduced herself. "You know, I haven't seen you around. Maybe you need a new clique to join, someone to help guide you through the teeming mass of people?" Chloé kept her tone casual and bright, but inside, her emotions were teeming, desperately hoping she accepeted. After all, the rest of the clique members had been killed off or moved away.

Jaden swiveled her head to look at the who so confidently walked up to her. "Clohé Wadeford?" She tested the name outloud. It had a sweet crunch to its sound, and it seemed vaguely familiar. Perhaps this girl was one of the models Jaden had worked with and trashed in the past? Honestly she didn't care. Upon hearing the abrupt invitation to join some group of most likely cheesy, fake faced followers, Jaden gave out a warm yet chilling laugh. "Oh, honey I don't need a clique, what I need is my smoothie. A little quicker back there!" She called to the workers, snapping her fingers. With that, Jaden turned back to Clohé "I'm Jaden Willow Knight, I'll assume you've heard of me?"

((Dang, I spelled her name wrong. Sorry))

"I can't say they I have." Chloé replied, her tone clipped as she tried to restrain herself. Who did this newbie think she was?! She was turning down an offer to join Le Clique Magnifique? The pure, unadulterated nerve! She clenched her fists before letting all hell break loose. "I have no idea what significance you have Jessy Bright, but you'll regret this!" She shook her finger like an old hag in a tale. "You'll be sorry!" She viciously gulped down her remaining juice, crushing the plastic bottle in her hand. Perhaps Chloé Wadeford needed a therapist.

Jaden laughed again. She wasn't hardly bothered by this girls antics, in fact she found it quite amusing. Jaden relieved her drinks and while still being scolded by Chloé, she took a long sip. Her nose scrunched a bit at first, but the sweet aftertaste was satisfying. "Look sweetheart" she said cooly, after sighing for a while waiting for the girl to finish her tantrum. "How about you tell me all about your little besties club, and maybe I'll change my mind, yeah?" Of course, Jaden was just playing at the girls efforts.

[.]

Chloé Wadeford was so done with this uppity new girl. "You can escort yourself put my sight before I snap your neck!" She fumed, her anger boiling and rising like a pot of water. This girl was probably from some backwater area of America anyway-- like Florida, the armpit of the US. Chloé plotted revenge as she eyed Jaden's smoothie, ready to pour it all over her and watch it drip down her hair.

"Hmph, suit yourself, I was going to give you another chance." Jaden said with a small dramatic sigh. The girl. Was about to turn away but before she did, she added with a crocodile smile "I like that lip gloss color on you, it's a classy shade for your complexion."
Then Jaden waltzed off and took a seat at a booth near the back of the smoothie spot.
In actuality she thought Chloé was a hot mess, and Lord knows that if she were to pounce, Jaden would make her regret it.