Zora Monet Laguerre.
She's like a walking Barbie doll. Her hair and nails are
always done. Her outfits are always in season with the perfect designer shoes and bag to match.
She's perfect. Everything about her from head to toe is just, well- per...
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Setting: Los Angeles, California March 2018
Opening Scene: Zora Monet Laguerre's 33rd Birthday Party in Beverly Hills
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**TWO BLACK FEMALE MAIN CHARACTERS **
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Zora Monet Laguerre Age: 33 yrs Occupation: Skin Care & Makeup Line (CEO) Background: Black, Haitian-American, Comes From A Rich Family
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Rebecca "Ritchie" Diaz Age: 31 yrs Occupation: Music Producer/Song Writer Background: Black (Afro-Latina), Colombian-American, Does Not Come From A Rich Family
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Excerpt
"Yeah, we're done here. Get the fuck up out my car," Ritchie undid Zora's seatbelt for her and reached across her to push the door open before she could even finish her sentence.
"What did I say wro—"
"Don't play that stupid shit with me. Get out," Ritchie just repeated. "Now. Come on. Move."
Their night had gone fairly well— as well as it could at least, but that was Ritchie's last straw. Because if it's one thing she hates, it's people playing with her name. They were having a pretty nice moment for possibly the first time ever and there Zora goes ruining it by basically calling her a hoe to her face.
"Why are you so abrasive?" Zora reached to the backseat to get her purse.
"Why you such a bitch?" Ritchie shot back.
"You know what? Fuck you, Rebecca," Zora stepped out of the car and slammed the door closed.
Ritchie let the passenger window down just enough to respond with, "fuck you too," before the wheels of her Audi R8 screeched off down Zora's unnecessarily long driveway.
Material Girl....
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***** Disclaimer *****
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. I do not own any media content in this book.
