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Hello and Goodbye


The four heiresses, Nicky, Skye, Logan, and Riky were walking around the make-up/changing room of one of many Joseph Brianna’s mansions getting ready for their going away party. The heiresses were going away to Paris for the fall, there star destination that they always choose or Nicky always choose at the end of summer when they came back or bounced back from all night partying.


The girls weren’t the only ones in the mansion, of course Joseph had to wondering around somewhere perhaps holding a glass of champagne glaring at pictures of old rich dead family members.


Skye sat down at her make-station. She was ready, only the party was 23 minutes away from happening. What could she do for that long? She maintained good posture instead of slumping in her seat and looked herself in the mirror, she did not want Nicky slapping her in the back, it was a good thing she could hide the redness with her dress. Ah, her dress, she was the sexiest heir next to Nicky and so for Riky. She was wearing a black and purple dress that stopped just an inch above her ankles; she looked good, really good. Her hair was down curled that made her look even better; her make-up was perfect done by Nicky J. herself. But the lead heir, Nicky, was unsatisfied that her friend looked better than her.


Applying her gold and purple eye shadow, Nicky demanded, “Skye, take the dress off.”


Skye stopped fluffing her hair to make sure she heard her friend right, “What? You want me to take this off? I thought you said you liked it.”


“ON ME! Take it off. There are some dresses on the rack next to the bathroom.”


Logan and Ricky’s stares skipped between bossy Nicky and livid Skye.


Once she reached the dressing rack, she slammed her hands against the cold gold medal, and grunted.


“Can you please be quiet?” Nicky solicited Skye running her hands threw her hour glass size two body that was now covered in a gold, body tight hugging dress that was 5 inches above her knees.


While helping Logan with her sexy simple black dress, she assumed, “I hope your wearing underwear under that dress of yours.”


Riky whipped her head and brown chestnut hair around to look for an answer from Nicky.


Nicky beamed covertly and flashed her thong. But it was her special blue thong, the one she had been waiting to use all summer.


Logan rolled her eyes putting her black ballerina flats that complimented her tan glowing legs, she alleged, “Oh god.”


Not commenting to Logan, Nicky looked in her mirror and looked at Skye searching through dresses, and she demanded, “Pick out the…” she didn’t want her friend looking like a Victoria Secret reject nor way more seductive, her friends had to compliment her and make her look like the better one, the more beautiful one, just “the one”, “The red dress.”


Skye searched for it for a while.


“Hurry up!” snapped Nicky, doing Riky’s make-up. “And stop moving, Riky!”


“Sorry.”


Nicky rolled her eyes and continued putting on her friend’s make-up. “I don’t know why you make things so difficult.”


“Well, at least I’m not so arduous,” snapped Logan putting on deodorant.


Nicky gagged at this site plucking at Riky’s eye brows.


“Careful, please! I don’t want to have red eye brows.”


“All you just shut the *uck up. PUH-LEASE,” she sighed and looked at her watch still holding Riky’s head back, “We have 17 minutes left.”


Nicky snuck a look over to Skye who still searching for the red dress. She plucked one of Riky’s eye brows really hard and screamed, “SKYLAR! YOU’VE PASSED IT A HUNDRED TIMES! PICK OUT THE GODDAMN DRESS AND GO GET READY! YOU GIVE ME *UCKIN HEADACHES.”


Skye happily picked out the dress and marched into the bathroom.


“Damn it, Nick. It’s bleeding!” wailed Riky.


“Oh my goodness, my heel just broke!” screeched Logan.


Nicky was so overwhelmed she dropped everything, grabbed her shoes, and headed out into the hallway closing the door.


She took 5 paces away from the two rooms and lid down the wallpaper royal wall, and breathed in deeply in and out. She put on her shoes and ran her hands through her blonde hair that ran 3 inches past her shoulder then groaned in frustration.


Pretty soon, she heard Joseph’s footsteps coming down the hall. She played with her French manicured nails not knowing if he was coming toward her but she didn’t want to seem to anxious.


Rapidly, Joseph was sitting next to her.


He held his champagne glass, from which he only drunk once from. And held it next to her arm.


Nicky glanced at it then her nails and mumbled, “No, thank you.”


“I only drink out of it once. You can have it,” he mentioned, moving the glass in a circular motion.


Nicky quickly grabbed the glass and drained it. Joseph laughed leaning his head back. Nicky smiled at him placing the glass a few inches next to her. He nudged her and she nudged her back.


“So, it got a little heavy in there, huh?”


“Yeah, it did,” she agreed in a flirtatious way, letting her eyes look into his attractive light blue eyes. He got her glimpse.


“You’re a very kinky, daring girl Mrs. Nicky J.”


Nicky kissed him full on his partially skinny lips.


He kissed her back. They were French kissing all the way. His hands were on her hips and her hands were grabbing onto his cheeks. They fell down to cold brown marble floor knocking the champagne glass over, sending to the other side of the hallway.


With his eyes open, Joseph watched gladly as Nicky’s one dress strap fell revealing her black bra.


He moved his hand down to her low thigh; he stopped kissing her to kiss where his hand had been. Nicky smiled and moaned. Then he pulled his face to her lips so they could make out again, until she announced, “That’s all that we can do for now.”


They chuckled together and kissed one more time and sat up. Nicky grabbed the champagne bottle from across the hall her revealing blue thong showing.


Joseph guffawed at the revealing.


Having the wine glass settled in her hand like she was about to drink from it, she smirked at him, and pecked him on his lips, and hysterically cackled, “God, we really have to stop.”


Just in time, the three other heiresses came out of the room, to apologize to the lead heir.


Nicky looked at them as she was still mad at them. Joseph walked to his girlfriend’s side, smooching Skye on her cheek.


“Nicky…” Logan started but she put her hand up to signal her to stop talking.


“It’s all right. At least you guys are hot enough,” the three other heiresses looked seductive taking there poses, “so you don’t have to apologize.” Nicky retched behind your back. She was being way to nice. To stop all her friends from smiling she stood up, stood in front of everyone and heralded, “But you are still not forgiven.”


She gave the champagne glass to Joseph, and grinned. “How much time do we have?”


Logan answered quickly, “2 minutes until our boyfriends and siblings start arriving.”


All that time passed so quickly it seemed like to Nicky. She ran her fingers through her blonde hair again as Skye questioned arms crossed, “Why were you drinking?” but Joseph didn’t answer her.


Riky handed Nicky my lip gloss, she applied another coat, her lips were dry from the hot make-out, and then smacked them together and stated, “It’s party time.”

Read My Story?!?
Exactly how many Clique books have you read? This is really bad. Sorry. Pax-C
Reply:It entertained me! Make a sequel. It would make a good teen book, consider publication.
Reply:wow, great



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