Beastella....Inst1
Current mood:
creative
Category: Writing and Poetry
He owns a very successful oil company, swindled years before from his dying father. Viktors greed has led to severely bloated prices on gasoline,to 'earn' him billions in dividends and bonuses. He takes great delight in his status,feeling removed from any guilt or consequence for his financial raping of persons forced to purchase his gas,with no real alternative,they begrudgingly pay the ever growing piper of transportation. Viktoria is definitely Daddys dysfunctional 'pride and joy',inheriting his callous worldview,as well as,someday, his billions. Estella puts her hand over the answers she has written,much to Vikki's disdain. (Vikki proudly wears fur,and endangered animals, as apparal,the more at risk for extinction,the more it fills her jaded heart with glee. She enjoys prominantly displaying the labels and logos on her 'variations on pink' wardrobe,enjoying the look in less fortunate girls eyes as they watch her saunter past.) Vikki mutters something to her two lackeys regarding the "Poor,boring little Bitch. She should be flattered." In response to Estellas covering her answers. "What did you call me?", "Dont cheat off of me,just because u never bothered to study", says Estella. Vikki's leg darts across the aisle attempting to kick Estella with her new Manolo Blahnik heels. Her foot was stealthfully caught by her intended target,then twisted till a pop was heard,amid bursts of laughter by the other students. Their teacher intervenes at this point,ushering them to the schools office. While enroute, Vikki hisses a threat into Estella's ear,warning her of "consequences" if she rats her out. .......this is part one, ive written more, 9 or so installments thus far. Hope u peops enjoy,my written story.

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