The Fifth Chapter - Ellie Young

The Fifth Chapter - Ellie Young by BrInG iT oN... aLL oR nOtHiNg

"Ellie, dear, hurry up or you'll be late for your first day!" Ellie's mother screeched from the kitchen.

Ellie jumped off of her queen-sized bed right into her silver pumps, just like those cool guys on YouTube. She posed in front of her expensive antique silver full-sized mirror and looked herself over. Her long tie-front powder blue blouse looked amazing, and complimented her long, thin legs. Her gray-blue tights and silver tights brought out her eyes. Her flat ironed hair was flipped behind ... her ear in the perfect way. There was just one thing missing-

Ellie grabbed her white Chanel gloves off of the bed, and slid them delicately on her manicured hands. "Perfect," though Ellie, as she kissed her mirror, leaving a pale pink lip stain on the glass surface.

"Buh-bye Mother," Ellie said, and air-kissed her mothers cheeks, and her mother did the same.

"Don't forget honey, Bendel's after school so we can pick out a dress for your date." Her mother replied, and went back to applying eyeliner.

Ellie's mother is ridiculously young, only in her mid-thirties. Probably the youngest mother Ellie had ever seen. Of course there were advantages and disadvantages to this, but there were more advantages, such as being able to go shopping together without the embarrassment of "Honey, that is WAY too low-cut," like some of the other mothers said when they went shopping with their daughters.

Ellie walked out the door, smoothed her hair back with her gloved hand, and opened the door to the white Mini-Cooper she was being taken to in school.

"Hey, Billiam, can you stop at the Grier residence?" Ellie asked. There was no way she was going to enter school without someone by her side, and Melody was one of
Ellie's greatest and oldest friends.

"Sure thing, Miss Young." Billiam replied, and took a sharp turn towards Lexington. He parked in front of a beautiful brick townhouse, where a gorgeous auburn-haired girl was just walking out of the door. She noticed the white Mini-Cooper in a second, and knew it was Ellie's.

Ellie jumped out of the car and gave Mel a giant hug. They hadn't seen each other since elementary school, where they had split for other boarding schools. Melody was wearing a loud ensemble, as expected. She had her guitar around her shoulder, also expected. Melody was one of the most musical and talented girls at CANYC, and of course she was going to be taking Music and Choir this year.

Melody and Ellie chatted about their summers and what they had been doing for the past few years when they reached their final destination: The Charleston Academy of New York City. Ellie's stomach jumped with anxiety. She knew she was going to fit in, she just knew it. But she ALWAYS got nervous before going to a new place.

"I guess it's time." Ellie said, climbing out of the car, clutching her bag tightly. She reglossed quickly, linked arms with Mel, and strutted in, studying the scene.

There were lots of different groups. Lots and lots of groups that could easily identified. There were the shy, nervous girls in the corner, studying their schedules. Obviously they were the B-Listers, Ellie thought. And then there were the group of girls, pounding their heels into the ground so confidently that they could only be the Populars. People were whispering,

"Oh Em Gee- They're so gorgeous! What do they call themselves again?" A girl whispered.

"The Gorgeousnees. (Pronounced: Gorgeous-knees)" The other answered.

"Huh?"

"Gorgies, for short."

"Oh. Well, it sure does fit."

And that girl didn't lie. It really did fit. Ellie had seen all their faces in Page Six before, and there was one in particular-

Heidi LaFlore. Was here. Going to the same school as Ellie Young.

"This is going to make for some nice family history." Ellie mumbled.

TO BE CONTINUED