Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend

[Rosella Vallini]

Rosella's eyes grew greedy with each sparkling rock she saw. She must have them all, she decided. Daddy would want her to have them all -- for his little princess, she thought. Perhaps she should throw another party for her high class friends and hand these out. The other girls would love that.

Her eyes fell on a rich dark blue sapphire. It was huge. Her kind of jewel. She also like emeralds and rubies, other rare jewels, and of course diamonds. Rosella stood up straight and adjusted her skirt, designer of course. She would never let anything that wasn't designer touch her perfect skin, that was just gross and her friends would agree.

She scanned the store and saw that there weren't any employees. She located a bell on the counter and started hitting it repeatedly, her prada shoes tapped the floor and a long impatient sigh escaped from her lips. She was causing quite a racket and fellow shoppers stared. Finally, a woman came bustling out of a back room looking quite exasperated.

Rosella ceased the ding ding dings. She brushed a strand of black hair out of her face and looked at the employee disgusted; casual uniform, eww and she could have sworn that was CVS makeup on her wrinkled face. Honestly, did this woman care how she looked?

"Yeah hi," she said lazily. "I'd like everything in the display cases shipped to the mansion at this address," she said as if this was completely normal. She shoved a paper with her address in gold lettering at the woman who looked quite bewildered.

"Well don't just stand there mouth agape, I'd start working if I were you. Except I don’t work, I couldn’t stand to wear a uniform like that. My servants will drop off a check right after they finish building my fifth suite," she said nonchalantly and then leaned over the counter to whisper in the woman's ear, "between you and me, I’m actually going to use that one for parties. They're building it in the third ballroom," Rosella whispered. "And by the way, I think you should seriously have that gigantic mole on your upper lip with the hairs sticking out removed, it's really gross.

Before the poor woman could retaliate, Rosella turned, flipped her hair over her shoulder making sure she whacked the woman in the face with it, and walked away as if she were on a fashion show runway. Everyone had to admit, she had a nice walk. She paused in the corner of the store by the entrance so she could check her makeup. She knew it was perfect but she had to check anyway.

[Julienna Castilluccio]

Julienna was well aware of the fact that this was forbidden territory. Shopping in the store of her family's enemy was risky business. So, she wore huge sunglasses and a jaunty hat. Although it wasn't all that cold out, she wore a jacket that normally, she would have been caught dead in. It was too stylish for her, and Julienna had never been completely fashionable. Sure, she always looked good, but she never wore stylish jackets like this.

She didn't know why she was here, exactly. Rob probably wouldn't be caught dead in his parents' store -- she rarely even saw his parents, who owned the store, working there. Then again, she'd never actually been inside the place. There were actually a lot of really nice pieces in there. Of course, she couldn't even buy them if she wanted to -- she didn't have the money in cash, and if she used the credit card that her parents had given her -- well, that would raise far too many questions.

There was a girl in here that certainly didn't mind whipping out her credit card and bossing the employees around. Julia recognized the girl as Rosella Vallini, the Bitchiest of the Bitches at their school. Of course, Rosella probably didn't know who she was. She hadn't seen her, but then again Rosella came in like a Tornado of Prada and Gucci. Julienna hadn't ever seen this girl wear anything except for designer -- which was shocking. Julienna never dressed too flashy, she just wore what she believed looked decent on her.

After bossing the girl behind the counter around and then insulting her, Rosella proceeded to leave. Julia wasn't exactly sure what had possessed her to do this, but she walked out of the store after Rosella. She whipped the hat off. Even though it was Prada (she'd taken it from her mother) and looked quite cute, she didn't want to risk getting bashed for wearing it.

"Rosella! Hey, um -- are you going to that party my parents are throwing? It looks kind of lame, but, um -- the maids are kind of wondering, and I figured since you're here, I'd ask you," Julienna asked. "I thought you might know, since your entire family is invited?" She flicked some of her straight, dark brown hair behind her shoulders and avoided blushing at all costs.

[Rosella Vallini]

Rosella snapped her mirror shut in time to see a girl wearing a hat indoors approach her. Rosella rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to ask why in the world was she wearing a hat when the girl took it off and revealed herself to be none other than Julienna Castilluccio. Rosella raised her eyebrows in surprise. First, why was this girl in this store? She didn't care for jewelry very much even though she could afford it; her dad was in the maffia, Rosella knew. Next, why was she in the store of her family's enemy? Isn't this off limits or something?

Rosella's dad was in the maffia but not as big as the one Julienna's parents were in. Julienna could be just like Rosella if she wanted to. She had the looks and the money, she could be a formidable match to Rosella herself. Rosella listened to the girl babble about some party. She didn't care at first until one thought struck her. Rosella looked around to make sure no one she knew was within distance of sight and sound. Julienna was ok but she didn't want anyone to know she actually talked to her.

"Is Marco going to be there?" she asked. Yeah her parents were going to this party but she would only go if Marco was going to be there so she could make him jealous with her date.