𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 || 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝟑. 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞

I am not the same person I was two years ago. I will not be the same person I am now in two years. You constantly change. From the length of your hair to the way you view the world. If you view the world. Two years ago, I was locked in a religious household that suffocated me alive. Now, I live in New York City and party with the hottest and richest people alive. Looking around, the lights are blinding, various different colours flash before my eyes. The place is massive, more like a mansion than an apartment, dozens of people occupy the space. I try to find my girls, seeing Athelia by the bar, sipping on her drink with Chris and Chris's boyfriend, Alfie. Ember, on the other hand is on her fifth alcoholic drink, not including shots she took with some assholes, dancing and grinding on some dude's dick. She spired out of control when she got that call but when we asked who called, she just downed her drink and asked for the bill. That's how we're currently here. My attention is stolen by someone's voice "you wanna go dance?" I turn and meet the face of the voice, a clean cut and young, rather handsome with brown, messy hair and blackish eyes. He offers me his hand and I find myself taking it, putting my drink on the table and following him to the dance floor. The guy starts to dance and I move my hips to the rhythm of the upbeat song. I'm facing away from him so that my backside is directly with his chest as he grabs my hips and moves with me. He whispers in my ear "what's your name gorgeous?" "Naomi" I breathe "gorgeous. I'm Tyler" He says, watch my hips move with his. "Want to get out of here?" I think about my answer for a few seconds. It's not like I'm waiting till marriage. I'm not even a virgin anymore. I just don't go with guys who take one look at my body and say 'she'll be good'. I remove myself from his sweaty body and say "I'm good" with that I try to leave my a strong palm grips my arm, pulling me back. He smirks in my face "Dont be like that, babydoll" I do my best to try to pry my arm free but with no avail. His grips tightens painfully, causing me to wince and some people begin to notice. "She said back off dude" Ember to the rescue! She shoves the guy backwards, away from me and directly into the guy behind him. "What's your problem?! We were just dancing" his voice is getting louder, capturing people's attention. "You. You're my problem. You're done dancing" she puts her arm around my waist, guiding me when Tyler's voice booms through the room. "Aren't you the slut who sleeps with everyone she encounters?!" This causes everyone to turn around, including Ember and I, some people already taking videos. "Let me have some fun with your friend. Promise I'll return her. Maybe a bit damaged" his disgusting remark causes me to almost gag but I manage to hold onto Ember, her weigh suddenly relies on me. I don't even notice when Athelia comes forward, towards the guy and taps his shoulder. He turns, facing her, looking her up and down before smirking and saying "well, hello beautiful". Athelia punches him straight in the face. He staggers back, holding his face as he shouts "You fucking bitch!" Next few second are a blur of people shouting, people removing Tyler from the apartment as Chris and Alfie hold Athelia back as she throws herself in the direction of Tyler, probably imagining a million ways to snap his dick off. Ember, remembering where we are, and I head for the exit as Chris and Alfie calm Athelia down, enough for us to leave without any more drama. Outside, dozens of cameras space out between us and the car, snapping pictures. Probably already well aware of what head occurred as they try to snap photos of all of us. Ember and I hold onto each other as we make our way through the crowd, Athelia behind us, squished between Alfie and Chris. Our private driver opens the door and we rush inside the safety of privacy.

•••

New York IT girls cause drama!
Spotted! The famous models were seen exiting the apartment of Noel Brinks where all hell went loose. The, now viral video, of Naomi Singh, Ember C.J Camden and Athelia Blair Hartford cause trouble with one of Noel's friends, Tyler Jennings. The video presents Athelia punching Tyler. Sources tell us the video is just a part of that night, we were told Tyler and Naomi were getting quite cozy. How are Naomi's parents handling her attitude? Apparently, Ember got jealous and started fighting with her best friend when Athelia joined in. It is unconfirmed as to why Athelia punches Tyler but one thing we know for sure.
IT girls are spiralling out of control.

The next morning, the video is already viral, several platforms claiming the events of the night Vouge tells are the truth. I can see why they would think that. I come from a very religious family so they would assume I want to break loose. They would also assume Ember wanted to hook up with Tyler so she wanted him all to herself because of her, as the media likes to call it, "sexual history". I venture into the living room, my roommates already on our cream coloured sofa, sipping coffee. Heads turn in my direction when I go to sit next to Athelia who drapes half of her blanket on my knees. "How are you feeling" Athelia asks. I nod "I'm okay. How is your hand". She looks at her bandaged hand. Thankfully no bones were broken in the process but she will definitely have a bruise and a sore hand for a few days. Damn men and their hard jaws. "I can punch with my other one for a while" she jokes. I smile and turn towards Ember "how are you". She glances at her phone then back at me "hangover". The door interrupts us, the bell rings through the quiet apartment. Athelia slides the blanket off her, ready to go when Ember stands up, holding up her hand "I'll go. I have to use my legs today somehow" she jokes but we both know she's just trying to make us less worried. Ember doesn't get drunk often. Yesterday was different. We sit in silence, listing to the sounds of the door opening followed by muffled talking. Athelia comes in first, a sound of heels clicking follow her, "Brace yourselves" she warns. Celia storms in as Athelia sits back into her original space under the blanket next to me. Celia stands before all of us, dressed in smart clothing with her Louis Vuitton heels and Prada bag. "What. Is. The. Matter. With. You." She is really mad this time. No one answers and she doesn't except it, counting "Twice you go viral! And you refuse to talk to the media!" Ember butts in before either of us can, explains the events of last night in full detail. Celia calms down enough to turn to us and asks "are you okay" we all manage a nod. She sighs "there is another thing I need to talk to you about. Ever watched F1?" She asks but we shake our heads. None of us are very interested in stuff men like. She continues "One of the sponsors contacted me. They're organising a campaign based on women and cars. Basically any guy's wet dream. There are a lot of exclusive brands and charities involved. They contacted me, asking whether the New York it girls wanted to be the face of the campaign. All of you all well known, it will increase the profit as well as your image. Based on what is currently happening in the media, I suggest you think over it. It's a good idea. You all could use a break" The room is too stunned to speak. Athelia breaks the silence "By break, you mean it's in a different city?". "By break, I mean it's a world tour, happening for a year". It's Ember's turn to screech "a year?!" Celia nods, looking at her phone while she stands in her heels on our plush carpet. "Think about it". Her heels echo through the apartment as the door shuts close, leaving us with a decision that could change our lives. The question is, is it for better or for worse.

AUTHORS NOTE

Hi!!!
The first three chapters! Sorry it is taking so long. I am swarmed with college and work but I'm trying to write this best as I can. I have a lot of ideas so I can't wait to bring them to life. Hope you like it!
Take care of ourselves.
You're absolutely gorgeous and deserve the world remember that!
Ily <3