The social circle of elites

Beatrice and Cordelia walked into the academy, followed by Anastasia and Fiona, who were engaged in a sisterly squabble, as normal, with nobody around the four girls just made their way to the student council room.

"LISTEN, Anastasia! I don't need daddy telling me how to get money! In fact I think it's better that I get a baby, and baby lock the fucking idiot!" Fiona says with whispered teeth and a viscous scowl. Anastasia just sighs, her wisdom and planning wasted on her little sister, or it is until the student council room is opened to the quiet and private quarters of its owner, Anastasia.

"Fucking hell Max! Is all that bitch thinks about is getting some rich guy's seed in her?" Rosemary calls out, honestly confused by the intent of Fiona. "Cause trust me, it ain't all what it's cracked up to be! Especially wedding out of baby lock." She says, barring down on Fiona, who has calmed down and switched to Max.

"Look, she don't wanna deal with her dad, she may be one of the best looking girls in school, but the elite pricks ain't gonna bang her. I used to work for a pompus ass like them, their kids always got it drilled into them, that it's either the maids, the women they find good enough to teach their kids how to fuck, or the girl they pick for them to marry. Unless you're Aphrodite herself, you ain't bust'n that up." Vincent chimes in, dropping the happy go lucky freshman facade, laying on his back he starts to do crunches. "I know a couple of women who even let the baby be born, just to kill the mom to make it even easier to raise. Ya know, if they ever needed to make the kiddo the little **** of the family." Vincent finishes as he counts to ten, the body of Cordelia flips starting a set of push ups.

"I get that, am just stick to da script. She's a crazy little cat. I kinda like em like this, ya know?" Max says, taking the mirror hanging from the wall and adjusting his appearance as he pleased. "Yeah, a little boob job, some pilates, maybe an ass job, she'd definitely be a model on tv." He comments, letting the hair fall again as he winks at himself.

"Sorry to burst your bubble sweetie, but as the actual woman of the group, I'd have to say, babies are overrated, and you're better off getting hitched and fucking his mind senseless, then walking away with his money." Rosemary says, pulling a leg up and feeling it right up to her toes. "Besides, I've basically got a clean start. I can live how I want, do what I want. I like being black, I'm hot, I'm picture perfect material, and, I'm young enough to have all the boys drool over me again!" She preaches. "You boys would do well to learn how it's done, these girls are pretty sure, maybe even gorgeous, but they lack the touch of a real woman, who is very much experienced." Rosemary ends, licking her hands and undoing the first few buttons. She takes a very provocative pose, pulling Max down, kissing him, no, devouring him. He fights back, momentarily letting Fiona take the wheel, but soon, she's picking up Beatrice, running her hands around her waist and soon, they break it off. Both looking very happy

"Well, well. Well! Miss Beatrice, I believe you've broken the rules of our very house hold! I'll have to ask mother to punish you tonight!" Max says sliding his cute little hands down to Rosemary new and tight yet bouncy ass.

"That's exactly what I mean." She says, dropping the tone to extremely unsatisfying. She stands, up pushing Max off her, then beginning to fix her uniform. Max meanwhile just goes from surprised, to angry, standing up, it's not Max at the wheel anymore.

"The fuck Mary?!?" Max says, going right up to her, turning her around with his feminine fury. "I was enjoying that, and you ended it!" He said, pointing to her face, pushing her back into the wall.

"Fiona, ah! Maxwell! I think I see what Rosemary is eluding to." Doc cuts in, pulling Fiona away and having her sit down while Vin just continues getting a workout in, now Cordelia in is doing reversed push ups. "It wasn't your approach on the matter, it was who, you approached and how, you approached." Doc begins, setting his sister down, smiling at her, counting on the sisterly feeling to breach Fiona's hard exterior.

"What the hell do you mean? I'm a god damned lady killer!" He protests, crossing his legs, placing both arms behind the sofa, glaring at Beatrice, now the picture perfect attend for Cordelia.

"That's the point!" Doc begins, resuming his original persona, once again pulling out a notebook, writing down a few things, then closing it shut. Carefully he places it between the breasts of Anastasia, giggling as how different this all is to him. "How would Fiona react to being seduced? Or how does she normally go about seducing men?" Doc asks, pointing one hand into the air, with a big smile on her face. Maxwell, looks back at Beatrice, studying her closely, he doesn't send daggers her direction, just watches her, almost enjoying himself.

"It wasn't Mary, I was kissing Beatrice." He says, pulling his hand forward, placing his chin in his right hand. "I didn't get into being Fiona, I just wanted to be Max." He says.

"Not quite, ma'am." Beatrice says, now finishing her makeup, she turns around to face the ladies, looking at them, studying them. "Cordelia, stop getting sweaty and listen." She demands, pulling the entirety of the groups eyes on her. "Now then, what we have here is any opportunity to see how people react to how we approach them! Ladies and men always pick their targets, except in Fiona's case she was needy, begging, and, obviously in it for the money, nobody in this place is going to fuck used goods, or supposed used goods."

She declares, then moves on to pointing at Anastasia. "Anastasia however, is the very stoic, yet charming lady of the school! She hasn't dated, according to some rumors, she's amazingly well spoken, and, intelligent! In other words, she has many charming points, she just doesn't use them in that way." Beatrice points out, moving over to Cordelia, who is unfortunately sweaty, her face looks disappointing, but she smiles after a bit.

"Cordelia is beloved by her class, yet picked on by the popular group, however many people find her adorable, irresistible even, she doesn't even flirt!" She finishes. "ladies, we need to maximize our charms in order to get ahead of the young girls. True while they many be able to "look" better, they can't hope to "act" like they know what they're doing! After all, we have years on them!" She says, pulling in Cordelia and smiling as she blushes. Max cracks a smile, then laughs, almost uncontrollable, until out of breath.

"So, what yer saying is that we don't need to act like them one hundred percent of the time?" Fiona asks, taking a quick bounce she skips to the mirror and redoes her hair. Instead of the elegant of it being straight down, he pulls it back into a hightail with loose bangs a little wild here and there, but over all, it's attractive. "Instead, we need to fuck with them, get inside their heads, and make them come to us? Boys and girls, yeah?"

"Precisely!" Doc shouts in excitement! Grabbing Max by the shoulders. " If all things go south, we can jump ship! We need to find some spare bodies! Not the richest of the rich, but code enough to get them interested in us!" Doc also goes to the mirror, not changing anything, but he assumes a defenseless position, not worried about anything, then smiles as he sees the results.

"Good! Now then." Beatrice says, lifting Cordelia off the ground. "I believe we have to clean you up before class, come Cordelia, I'll help you shower in the gym before class." She says.

"I'll be fine! Besides Winston and Rachel don't mind! They always come after workout sweaty!" She complains, as she is lead out of the room whining about it.

"So any plans for today Doc?" Max says as he redoes his makeup.

"None at all." Doc replies as he starts the student council work.

"By the way, who has the pen?" Max asks as he adjusts his skirt.

"Doc blinks and turns to face him. "No, I believe I left it with Gus?" Doc says unsure. He shrugs it off, then resume his work.

(Author: Nirro)