I'm so bad. I let someone change bedsheets.

[Allure]

Veronika eyed the dress that Heather wore critically, noting the fine stitching of the delicate material and they way the dress was tailored to fit her body exactly. Not many people realized the need to have clothes tailored, as though it may be designer brand, not all jeans are made to fit a particular body. There were little corners and wrinkles that were not as flattering even if the clothes fit. In Heather's case, the dress tailored to her body perfectly and emphasized her slim curves and flattered her body. "I like it. I say you look lovely. You should borrow my white jean jacket, the True Religion one? Not the one with the gold stitching, the one with the silver," she pointed to their closet to where the jacket hung.

"And Ana really, you should not let him get to you. Remember women like us must keep a cool composure. Do not let an ill mannered louse like that hurt your feelings or bother you." A slight idea formed in her mind, a favor perhaps that she could ask of someone that would be enough to shut anyone up. Oh but it had to be planned perfectly, and though Veronika saw Ana as the most spoiled of all, she was still a friend and a very powerful ally. It would delight Veronika perhaps just as much to see someone put in their place. There was always a price to pay when it came down to someone in Veronika's inner circle.

"Enough of this talk yes? We have an hour or so until lunch, and there is an Amercia's Next Top Model marathon today," she said grabbing the remote to the 26 inch flat screen television her papa sent over. "We have... several hours to lunch yes? That I think is enough time to sit and watch and make ourselves smile yes? Heather dear, do take the dress off before it starts smelling like chlorine, that is never attractive and please go shower. Tia, will you pass me the cereal bars from my drawer... no the honey nut cheerios one. Yes thank you would anyone else like? Kevin since you did not eat yet. Come Tia, sit next to me, you will see the TV better."

Veronika spent the time as they watched television to whisper to Tia the little idea that formed in her head. It was something that only the two girls would understand, but of course as would Kris if he had not been on the other bed. She pulled her head back a little bit from discreetly whispering in her ear and grinned. "It will be funny to see yes?" she asked Tia with a slight giggle.

[Tempest]

Tia's face betrayed no emotion at all as she heard Veronika whisper in her ear. She just listened carefully, the excitement in Veronika's voice getting to her a little bit, and as her friend finished up, Tia turned her head to look at Allure, a strange unseen sparkle in her eye- one that symbolised mischief. Tia'd never been the kinds to get enjoyment out of other's plans or schemes or games, normally Tia didn't care a bit, she just let people get on with whatever, and sat back to watch the consiquences, normally unaffected.

But there was something about Veronika. Something about being around her- being involved in her games and plans, that bought out that excitement in Tia. It wasn't a tidal wave of excitement, just a small rush, but it was something. And that little something counted for a lot when it came to Tia. A weak smile lingered on Tia's lips as she blinked twice, slowly and pureposely at Veronika, before biting her lip. "It would be interesting," she concluded, picturing those involved in her head. Sometimes, Tia wondered where Veronika got the intellect and cheek to come up with such plans merely out of the blue, but those were the times when Tia reminded herself that Veronika was a natural at mindgames, her powers proved that.

Not that Tia saw it as a bad thing- more as a quality to be admired in Tia's opinion. If someone had a talent and knew how to use it well to their advantage, it was always applaudable. Tia was hardly paying attention to the TV now- not that she'd been doing so when the program had actually started, but still, her concentration was wandering away. Tia went over Veronika's words in her head again, biting down on her bottom lip. "When?" Tia asked, her voice still a whisper, and the wind picking up a little to muffle their voices- although Tia was careful not to lift anything else up to give away the fact that she was actually using her powers.

[Hemlock]

"I still don't see why she's in the competition!" Kris complained, eyeing an extremely skinny model who was wearing a strapless dress, which was so obviously meant for a curvy girl. She didn't have the chest nor the figure to carry it off. Kris, personally thought she looked quite unhealthy and odd. Kris could tell the difference between model skinny and unhealthy skinny, and the chick on the screen was nothing like Ana. Sure, she could strike a pose here and there, but she just didn't have the looks! Nor the fashion sense! Kris sighed, his face turning into a sad puppydog face, his lips pouting.

"Heather dear, Ana dear - why don't you two audition?! I'm telling you, you two will make it to the finals! I mean, atleast you two will be worth watching! Ugh! Some of the people they let in! I mean come on. Like... this one. A bob style would suit her so much more than the fake curls! Ughhhh!" Kris loved watching these shows, but they frustrated him a lot as well. Some people just weren't meant to be on there! Hmph. Kris sighed, cuddling up a little more against Ana. "Oh by the way Heather dear, your dress looks wonderful! I'm sorry- there was something in my eye earlier!" Kris turned around quickly, giving his pretty blonde friend a reassuring smile and turning his head to look back at the TV.

Kris let out a loud sigh, looking away from the TV- he needed his gossip break. He adjusted himself so he was now laying on his belly, and tilted his head to lay it on Ana's shoulder. "Hmm... Ana- what do you think is going to happen to our ice sculpture?" Kris asked, refering to Frostbite by a new nickname him and Ana'd come up with the previous night during their usual gossip session. "Will she melttttt- total breakdown.. oooo or turn icyyyyyer? - more rebellions?"

[Clutch]

Ana scoffed loudly at the mention of Frostbite, flipping her hair over her shoulder while turning her head to look at Kris. "I not care for anything about that stupid girl. She a big drama queen and she deserve what she get for it. Rumble used her like, how you say, kleenex yes? That is funny and humiliating for her, but that what she gets for thinking someone low class and ill bred like her can do anything for someone as gorgeous and high class like Rumble BUT be kleenex for him," she said without mercy, glancing at Kevin over on Veronika's side of the room, as her and Kris were sprawled out on Heather's bed, as usual.

"She treat you horribly Kevin, and I no apologize for what I say. Has she even try to apologize to you?" Ana asked more rhetorically than anything else, but expected an answer nonetheless. Her sharp pale blue eyes heard the little ringtone on Heather's phone that alerted her of a text message. "Heather! You got text from someone!" she yelled to her friend in the shower. "I check for you again, and I play with funny camera effects yes?" She loved the photo editor on Heather's phone, and the two of them, with Kris once in awhile of course, entertained themselves for hours giving each different skin tone and putting stickers on their faces. Ana had to smile when she saw the background picture to be a funny picture of the three of them with crowns on and Heather looking like she was holding a scepter.

"Oh look Kris you remember this from early this week? That was fun," she said showing the picture to Kris. Ana read the text from Gavin and smiled. "HEATHER! GAVIN SAID YOU GO AT SIX AND ICEMAN TAKE YOU!" She yelled to the bathroom before rolling on her stomach and bring her head close to Kris. "Smile!" She took a picture of the two of them making a silly face and giggled. "You see, this picture look much MUCH better than the one that blond took. She look like a horse with too much makeup," Ana said and giggled as she played with the photo editor to give them both green skin. "Look! We are like the Hulk! Just not so angry!" She showed Kris, still giggling as she sent it to her own phone.

[Hardlight]

Kevin grashiously took a cerial bar "Oh thank you, I'm famished." He enjoyed his meal with narie a word spoken until the topic of one former friend of his was raised yet again. He purst his lips and picked at the wrapper of his breakfest as he searched for the best way to speak on the subject.

Thank fuly other ditsractions turned Ana's attenshion away and Kris's too since he had just turned around to smile at him. Kevin had'nt intented for his hair flip to catch Kris's eye but oh well if it had at least he had'nt lost his apeal. The only thing that bothered him was that it was just not right to be so into a guy if he would'nt be able to give what was wanted and Kevin still had his doubts about Kris.

It was a nice idea, at least the kiss they shared had been nice enouhg and even kind of hot now that he touhgt back about it. It just was not his dream guy to be being all catty and gossipy. He sighed as he shruged siting there. "Thank you Ana" he said softly and shook his head no to her question. He did'nt want to distrub her if she was to into messing around with that phone and taking pictures but he sure did'nt want to be rude either and not answer. He just sat and picked at his wrapper some more, their was a lot goin on in his head and he was'nt sure if he liked what he was thinking so he changed the subject and spoke out loud what he had on his mind.

"So, uhh, I think my new room mate hates me or something. I was kind of rude I guess when he first said hi and I dont know, but I got the worst feeling. I kinda wish I could go back and change that moment, I mean he's on my team and everything." He felt now like a bit of a hipocrit eating in a dorm room and in keeping with the letting his thouhgts flow out thing he said. "I'm siting hear eating this and I told him we are'nt suposta have food in are rooms, and that he could'nt bring any in. I mean this is your room and we are all careful and exspechully clean here, but I think he looks like a sloppy boy so I dont want ants and sticky floors and stuff so I lait out the law and he just gave me the stink eye. I dont like having a room mate."

His eyes never lifted from the wraper that he picked the little bits off of and was balling them up between his thum and finger in a mindless way as he had rambled off all that was bothuring him in what sounded like a single senetence.

[Allure]

Veronika winked at Tia about the little idea she shared with her, and oh the amusement that came with the plan she entertained. "Do not worry so much about it Kevin, many roommates get off the on wrong foot. And if worse comes to worse you can always switch with someone. He seemed so... nervous when I met him yesterday. Like a lost puppy," she said with a giggle, tossing her hair over her shoulder. The boy she met last night was impressionable and in awe of her, and that was all that Veronika needed to know to consider him a useful and possible tool. Of course she had no idea of his abilities yet, but she could use more ties to the Acolytes.

She stood up from the bed and walked over to the full body mirror that she had standing by the door and turned to admire her firm and supple curves. Veronika loved how her body looked, and knew she would most likely grow just a little more until she was sixteen. Her mother had developed early as well and she was now in her thirties and looked as amazing as ever. Veronika was truly her mother's daughter, for they looked near identical when comparing pictures of her mother at Veronika's age to her now. The only difference between them was really their height and eyes and cheekbones. Apparently she had inherited the eyes and face of her deceased grandmother. When looking at an old picture of her, she saw that it looked like a picture of her with blond hair and dressed in old clothes. It was a shame she died young, Veronika would have loved to see how she would look older.

"These jeans make my legs and derrière look enticing no?" She said with a giggle, twirling around and admiring herself. The shirt she wore expose her whole back and fanned out to show off her lovely clear peach pale skin and made her toned hips jut out in an enticing manner. Overall, Veronika was extremely proud of her current appearance, as she would need to be if she wanted her little plan for her best friend to work well. "I love how the peach color of this shirt works with my skin. I need to buy more shirts in this color."

She twirled around and looked at the clock on the cable box. "We have enough time for another episode before lunch starts. Who do you think will win the contest?" And that was how the remaining time until lunch spent between the group: everyone arguing who would be the next top model of the season, a favorite debate in TV shows. The debate was so great, that even lunchtime didn't stop it!