Westchester, NY | Tree-Lighting Ceremony
December 2nd, 2016 | 6:11 p.m.
“Ugh, gross! I swear if my parents keep up with the PDA, I’m going to have to consider moving in with you in the city.” I said rolling my eyes as I walked away from my parents as I talked to Bianca Joyce, my socialite best friend, on the phone. Ever since my dad came back in May, he’s stayed. They haven’t fought, but maybe it’s because whenever one of them tries to bring up the subject they quickly shut up.
“Wait, remind me. Are they back together. And are they separated or divorced?” Bianca asked me.
“Well, he has been living in our house for about six months now so I would say they are back together but they have a lot of unresolved issues. And they are divorced since I was nine or ten.” I reported to her.
I felt a pair of eyes staring at me, and when I turned around I saw him pouring himself champagne. As soon as he noticed me staring back, he started to make his way over to the corner in which I stood.
“Got to go, B. I’ll call you later,” I told her and hung up before she could protest because she had to stay home because of her cold and was bored.
He brushed past me and took my hand. I stood there dumbfounded as he led me to an isolated room in the building in the park. “Hello, Dylan Marvil.” He said as he poured me a glass of champagne in the extra glass.
I took a sip and answered, “Jason Pierce, can’t remember the last time it was a pleasure to see you.”
He moved closer to me so I turned around before he could kiss me. “What do I owe you the pleasure, Jason,” I asked him as he kissed my neck but he abruptly stopped at the sound of an incoming text ding from my phone.
Massie: Where are you. Meet the PC & I in the middle of the park ASAP.
“Saved by the bell,” I thought.
“Well, what a shame I have to go,” I said as I turned around and give him a petty smile.
Right after the door closed behind me I ran to find Massie and the Pretty Committee. I wanted to tell them all about what happened right now with Jason. But, that wasn’t even an option since they only knew that his family was super rich and he was the bad boy, trouble-maker, heartbreaker, whatever you want to call him. The only person that knew what happened about seven months ago was Bianca and she didn’t even know the full story.
I found Massie, Alicia, Kristen, and Claire waiting for me by the platform. I smoothed down my custom Dior dress and matching Dior winter coat as Massie got a text from her boyfriend. They were the typical high school relationship. It was new, and always on-and-off. Their new relationship was kind of like a glass vase, fragile and delicate.
I teased along with the PC at Massie and she put her phone away smiling. We pushed to the front of the stage for a good view as the lights dimmed a little.
The Pretty Committee arrived at the edge of the stage just as Mayor McNeilly stepped up to the microphone stand to say her speech which sounded identical year after year. “Good evening, Westchester! I’m very happy to see you all out here in the chilly weather to see the town Christmas tree being lit up for the first time this year! So, without further ado, let’s light this Christmas tree!” Mayor McNeilly said as everybody cheered and the twinkly lights on the tree flickered to life, casting a colorful glow over the entire park.
“It’s going to get way loud up here very fast, let’s move back a little bit,” Massie said, “plus, Mayor McNeilly will see us up here and want to talk to us, so let’s hurry up.”
We made our way back to the snack table before Massie made a halt.
Claire noticed the strange look on Massie’s face and stopped next to Massie. “Mass?”
“You okay, M?” Kristen asked, looking concerned as she stopped next to Claire.
I looked in the direction Massie froze and spotted four girls who looked familiar and said, “Hey, those girls look… kinda familiar. Do we know them?” I knew exactly who they were, but for Massie’s sake, I stayed quiet. The last thing I needed was another alpha meltdown.
“Uh, no — no we don’t. Here, let’s go to the other side, it’ll be warmer.” Massie said and hurried us along.
I stayed behind with Alicia and Kristen. They seemed really interested in who the girls were and Alicia said, “Dylan’s right, they did look familiar, I just can’t think of who they are.”
I didn’t really care about who the girls were. All I could think about was Jason slowly kissing me.
“Want them wearing leather
Begging, let me be your taste test
I like the sad eyes, bad guys
Mouth full of white lies”
- Hi, darlings. I’m back as well as my Pretty Committee. We have a new plot and I’m continuing on with Dylan’s mysterious love interest.
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- Listen to the song, it’s really good and by one of my favorite artists, Halsey. I thought this lyrics from the song matched well with Dylan and Jason’s relationship/vibe.
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