-September V. Scott-
September 's usual makeup session what cut off when, Sofia, the girl holding her blush as Sierra did her makeup was moved out of the way when Dash grabbed her waist. "Sofia! Come..." September looked up at Dash and smiled. "As disgusted as I am that your near me," September began looking over at Sierra than back at him. "I'm almost flattered that you would say that." She smiled. "I would say the same for you but, well, my posse is just a bit bigger." She smiled, her usual "I'm the best" face was on as she talked. "And, for your information, Alot of guys wish they had a girl like me, wait. There isn't anyone like me! But, still. If we were thinking th impossible then yes, alot of guys do want a girl like me." She said moving a piece of hair from her face with a freshly manicured hand. "What makes you think that I'd want a guy like you, to be with a girl like me though?" She challenged looking at him with a smirk. "I mean, I know I'm hot, and I know I'm popular so, why else would you want me? Hm? She asked, still close to him.







