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Noelle: Then don't talk to me anymore, simple. Actually, I'd ask that you please don't. (No hard feelings out of character. )
Noelle: "Mhm, I'm trying to shape up. You know, the model body. I wonder who's modeling. I know there will be a few Dolce and some Versace models."
Noelle: "HELLO?!? Fashion week, In New York!!! Aren't you going? Everyone is, especially bloggers. Everyone's going to be there. Everyone." She...
Noelle: "Hello, doll" She keeps the phone up to her ear using her shoulder and flips open her Vogue magazine. The latest one, of course. "Have you...
I deserve one because I just do.
Louise: Save it for the show girls!
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No more names.
(/)_-) Azlan...
You read that right.
"Ugh, get me out of this damn car" Abigail mutters, aggravated.
It's on CNN.com, I'm convinced its real also. CNN wouldn't put non-legitimate stuff on their website.
"Hadleyyyy" Mickey drags.
Nothing. I don't even consider it a holiday.
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Louise: You know what, you guys are 10 minutes away from the mansion anyway, I'll just speak to you there. Enjoy the rest if the ride.
Micky rolls her eyes and puts her head down.
She [Abigail] bites the gum from her Blowpop off the lollipop stick and chews, dropping the stick in her bag.
Abigail laughs and puts her lollipop back in her mouth.