name: calliegh vernon-fields
looks: cintia dicker
bio: calliegh was just like her mother. Sporty, athletic, shy, and sometimes a bit timid. She likes to just go with the flow; she always does what the other girls want to do, and would never tell the others if she objected. a few years ago she suffered from major anorexia, and went to a rehabilitation center. She was forced to quit all sports until she was at a healthy weight again. When she came back at age fifteen, she acted as if the anorexia problem never happened. She never rejoined any of her sports, became addicted to shopping, and spends all her time with the other plastics. She has a boyfriend, and he just happens to be Tessa’s older brother will, who is a senior. Shortly after calliegh came back from rehab she started sneaking out at night to meet a secret someone. She says it’s an old friend from rehab, but really it’s her drug dealer. When she came back from rehab, something was different about calliegh... But no one has figured out just what yet. calliegh has also has issues with the latest plastic, lissy. She’s been planning the day she can take her down. No one knows why she dislikes lissy so much. Is it because she's Tessa’s new bff? Or is it because calliegh recognizes lissy from the past, and not in a good way.
- Sorry, I don’t have a top 3. I’m not really into any other character I only want her, so if I don’t get the part, maybe I’ll try for someone else later.
“How much can I get with 500?” I asked him really low. The girls would think something weird was going on if I was talking on the phone inside the bathroom. “Nice. Meet me at 9” and I hung up. I walked out the bathroom and sat on Regan’s bed.
“So, what about this girl…” Regan asked, pointing to one of the pictures in the burn book with a skinny brunette on it.
“Too skinny” Aidriana said.
“I don’t like her hair” Tessa said.
“There’s nothing special about her” I said.
“I think she dressed too much like a sl.ut! Too... Desperate!” the new girl said, I just rolled my eyes.
“I like that” Regan said and wrote DESPERATE S.LUT over her picture. “Perfect!” she finally added. Agh, does she have to be always perfect? Or at least act! Well, not for too long, her façade will go down in the perfect moment. I smiled to myself and check on the clock, it was time for me to leave.
“Girls, I need to go!” I said and stood up, they all turned to look at me with a strange look.
“It’s not that late!” Tessa said.
“Yeah, I know... It’s just I need to go somewhere...” I said.
“Where?” Lissy said and smiled angelically. That little bi.tch! It took me off guard. I had to think about something fast.
“I need to go buy something for... Will!” I said in a calm tone so they wouldn’t notice.
“Ugh... I still can’t get used to the idea of you dating my brother is a weird image” Tess said jokingly. I took the change of subject as a chance to pick up my stuff and say goodbye to them. I got outside Regan’s mansion and get on my black Hummer, the tinted windows were perfect, and drove downtown. I was supposed to meet him at Snookers, I didn’t like to walk in there by myself, but I would suck it up, I was in need today.
I parked a few blocks from the bar, and walked to the place, trying to cover my face with my YSL scarf, I looked around before letting myself in and took a deep breath. I walked directly to an open space in the bar and ordered for a beer, the bartender stared at me, I showed him my fake id and after a minute he brought me a Budweiser. I took a sip and looked around searching for him. Some guys tried to come to me, but my disgusted face must have scared them, I didn’t care I had more important things to do. I waited for another 5 minutes there and finished my beer, I paid and walked to the bathroom, he would be waiting me there. I saw him leaning in the wall, he made a gesture with his head and I walked towards him, I took the money from the pocket in my jeans and placed it in his hand, he took a little plastic bag from the pocket of his black hoodie, he put it in my hand and walked away. I walked inside the bathroom and locked myself in. I placed my Chanel bag over the toilette, took my mirror and prepared a line of my new white powder; I rolled a Benjamin and inhaled the whole line. I felt it hit me then… I felt better. I put all my stuff inside my purse and walked out. I stormed out the place and get in my car again. Sometimes I thought about how amazing I felt after I consumed any kind of drug, but this was just for fun, I mean, I could quit on them if I wanted, I wasn’t like an addict or something, or.. am I?