Reckless

Bel-Air, Los Angeles In The US] ♪♪ “Who do you think has the biggest dîck in campus?” That question bounced around the roofless Ferrari car, waiting for an answer which didn’t come cos all the girls are busy with their phones. As the car grinded the smooth LA road, other cars halted, waiting for it to drive through before they’d move. No one wants to step on the tails of the most influential girls in the city—Glitz Society. Five rich-ass girls. The richest girls in RIDE University whose names top any discussion. Tania sat comfortably on the passenger seat in front of the car, her long leg hung on the open window. Her heel faced the road. Tania is a footballer—a big ace in the campus football club. Behind her is Tasha. Tasha is Tania’s twin sister. She’s the only bookworm of the society, and it shows everywhere. She’s with an handout right now, reading. On the driver’s seat is Zendaya… driving. Zendaya is the big one—a thick, plus-size girl. She stepped on the gas, adjusting her bucket cap. Behind her is Kehlani—the social butterfly. Kehlani’s green eyes makes her the second prettiest in the gang, she’s the slender one. She’s currently taking selfies. In the middle of that backseat, sat the queen bee herself. Stacy Montana. She’s got the shiniest makeup on. Long acrylic nails, bold lashes, heavy liner. Her hair is dramatically styled. Round face. Pink lips, and commanding presence. She’s cutely short. She looked up from her phone, glancing beside her to see who asked that question. “I asked the darn question,” Kehlani hummed. “You seriously woke up on a Monday morning to ask about boys? Homegirl, you better be kidding.” Stacy smirked, her lips twitching. “She’s the only one with a boyfriend in this bunch, I wouldn’t be surprised,” Zendaya replied from the driver’s seat, her long nails glinting. “Just focus on your relationship, Lani.” Tasha chirped in, still not looking up from her book. “I’ll answer your question, Lani.” Tania answered beside Zendaya. “It’s Scott,” She said. “Tania wipe your mouth, Scott? Sounds like a humourless joke! Scott is gay!” Tasha dropped her handout. “Twin, gays have the biggest meats,” Tania laughed. “And how would you fuckin know that? Like…” Stacy shrugged. “Homegirl, I’m a footballer, and Scott’s the football Captain. I’ve visited their bathroom a lotta times, and I see sizes, but none can beat Scott’s.” Tania laughed again. “Oh…so you’re ranking based on what you saw in the footies bathroom? Go beyond that, maybe we can listen to you,” Zendaya said, driving slower. “Thanks for that statement, Zen,” Stacy raised her phone with the overly decorated porch. “I thought no one was interested in this topic?” Kehlani said, looking up from her phone with a corny smile. She stabbed the side of her mouth with her tongue tip. “You sure love dropping bombs then leaving us to settle the smokes you little slût!” Stacy’s lashes batted. Kehlani chuckled hard. “Topic switch, I heard unclear rumours about the two new Special Transfer students,” Zendaya said, driving into the airfield. “Spill the darn rumours,” Tasha responded, closing her handout. “One of ‘em is someone unexpected, heard he’d leave students gasping for air, but I dunno about the other one. They’re both boys, and second year students like us.” Zendaya winked through the front mirror. “They better be ridiculously hot. We don’t do uglies at RIDE,” Stacy said proudly, fingering the extension curls in her dark hair. “They better fuckin be!” Kehlani supported as Zendaya stopped the car in the middle of the airfield. The girls stepped out, all in her personal style, but they’re all on excessively tall heels. Stacy adjusted her cortex body-hugging gown and earrings. Their helicopters are already waiting in the airfield. Four helicopters. One for one person, but the twins will share one. Noticeably, Stacy’s helicopter is the most expensive. Hers is a Sikorsky Vip Variant. Each girl began strutting to her personal helicopter, but then another car drove into the airfield. Scott—the football captain climbed down moodily. A tall, toned guy who’s definitely one of the hottest guys in RIDE. Girls are crazy about him, but he’s gay. Trinidad is expressionless beside him. She’s a tomboy, another female footballer like Tania, but she hates Tania and the whole Glitz society. As the only two female footballers in campus, students compare them a lot, so they never get along. They both roll with Scott as their Captain, but that’s where it ends. They’re sworn enemies. Trinidad has her own girls crew too, and everyone in that crew also have this gnawing hate for Glitz Society. Tania was already glaring. Trinidad stayed expressionless. “Why the hell is Scott here in my airfield?” Stacy smirked darkly. “Leave Scott, the hell is Trinidad doing here?” Zendaya scooped. “I told Scott to come,” Tania replied angrily. The anger is directed at Scott cos she’s already stalking to him “I said you could come use this airfield. I never said you could bring Trinidad!” She barked. “When the fûck are you both gonna stop this stupid feud? My best football players always at each other’s horns?” Scott glared. “Are we flying here or not?” Trinidad asked, nonchalant. “Fly to hell, cûnt!” Kehlani slammed. “I asked what Scott’s doing here, Tania.” Stacy muttered. As calm as she sounds, her anger shows. “Scott’s got daddy issues, so his dad banned him from using his family airfield. As Tania’s captain, Tania told him he could come use this place. She just didn’t expect him to come with an unwanted garbage,” Tasha spoke up, defending her twin. “Yunno what, Tania? You screwed up, ruined my morning,” Stacy shook her head delicately, giving Trinidad a hateful glance before climbing into her helicopter. “Hey Stacy, stop acting like I’m your enemy!” Scott shouted. “Look i don’t fuckin care, Scott. So far you’re with that Trinidad bîtch, I don’t see you!” Stacy declared as her helicopter lifted off the ground, the blades whirring loudly. Kehlani rolled eyes at Trinidad before getting in her own helicopter too. Zendaya followed. “Can’t grant any damn wish for you again, Scott. You f****d up.” Tania said disappointedly and got in the last helicopter with Tasha. Tasha gave Trinidad two middle fingers before settling down. As the four helicopters rose to the sky, Scott’s helicopter landed at the far end of the field, so he started trekking there with Trinidad. “You have a airfield, Trinidad, but you insisted on coming here with me instead of letting us use yours. You’re a damn troublemaker,” Scott scoffed. “I wanted to see the intense anger on the faces of the puxxies especially Tania, and I got that I wanted. It’s a win.” Trinidad angled her chin, pocketing her hands. “What fuckin ever,” Scott’s face went sour as he climbed the helicopter. Trinidad followed, scrunching her nose with that intentional nonchalance.