There was a new guy in town. He was tall, handsome, rich, and available. This time, Ms McSlut faced her biggest enemy, Ms Starr Von Ebie... Both of them were competing to get this most eligible bachelor; Mr. George S Faaka. Who would be winner?
This morning was the tenth morning for Ms. McSlut to get up at 6 oclock in the morning, 3hours before she had to leave to work. She spent the whole 3 hours to do her make up and hair, and to choose which revealing outfit she was going to wear to work that day. And this she did only to impress Mr Faaka who works in Satch Men at Melbourne Central, only two stories away from where she works; Diva accessories.
She finally chose a pair of her skinny jeans and a red top. No bra. No undy. "I wonder what that wannabe-whore is wearing today." She thought. And that she meant Ms Von Ebie, the girl who thinks she's a celebrity, who works in Napoleon Perdis store also in Melbourne Central. Ever since Mr Faaka started working in Satch Men, Ms McSlut and Ms Von Ebie had been competing to get his attention. And tonight is an important night since Mr Faaka had invited both of them to his birthday drink at Lion Hotel. Ms Slut thought tonight would decide which one of them would get Mr Faaka's heart and win the prize (go home with him) and also hopefully hit the jackpot (multiple orgazmo).
She went to work. Couldnt wait till lunch time. Waiting. And finally lunch time she rushed to the food court, and only to find Ms Von Ebie and Mr Faaka talking to each other.
"Fucking Slut!!!" She screamed in heart.
She decided to come and join the conversation. Unfortunately Ms Von Ebie had done her homework and she had planned her conversation with Mr Faaka. "I joined the World Vision to help kids in Africa. Like its very sad, they dont eat. I feel like it makes me happy to help them."
Mr Faaka replied, "Which country?"
"Sudan." Ms Von Ebie replied with total confidence, "Just like Angie."
And then Mr Faaka started talking about his experience back then in his uni days, being a protesters for human rights violation. Ms Von Ebie was mesmerized, but she didnt know that Mr Faaka did that only to be cool, because being cool makes it easy to get laid.
Ms McSlut realised that she wouldnt be able to join that conversation because she knew nothing about starving kids in Africa, and anything to do with human rights violation. So she left, she cried in the bathroom. She remembered Ms Von Ebie's winning face looking at her like she saw a loser. And worst, she knew she wouldnt get Mr Faaka tonight.
"Forget it. She's a fucking slut!" She convinced herself to get out of the bathroom while wiping
her tears. She fixed her make up, and then she saw a familiar face.
Ms Elle Eghant came out from one of the cubicles. She looked so pretty in her black dress, and long dark hair. Ms McSlut was in a state of awe, but then she feared her. In her history, Ms Eghant was the only person she hates, she envy and she fears. Its because she hates Ms Eghant's fashion sense, but she admited that she looks very pretty, and she envy that prettyness. And, she feared because she knew that behind her calmness, and demure-ness Ms Eghant is a genious, and she knew how to eliminate her rivals the best.
Ms Eghant saw Ms McSlut's sad face, she felt sorry for her, "Are you okay?"
Ms McSlut burst into tears, "Elle, you have got to help me!!!"
to be continued.....
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cant wait for the next part..
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