I laid with my back flat on my bed, holding my half dead mirrorphone in my perfectly manicured hands; The beats of my headphones blocked away everything. I pushed both sides with my palms and squished them tighter against my ears. I was watching the footage of my old cheer championship, where we won gold against the boys school on the other side of the kingdom. I scoffed when they came on my screen. Their laughable routine distracted me from Bunny's phone call with whatever his name was. I could tell she was trying to be quiet, as she knew I had no problem with scolding her from across the room. I skipped up eagerly to our routine, which had the most enchanting flips, throws, pyramids, and music; I fell in love with the routine I came up with. I held my mirrorphone tighter and flipped over on my side, exposing my sight to Bunny on her beanbag chair, munching on a carrot and holding her mirrorphone to her ear. A sudden irritation washed over my body. The sounds of my video paired with the loud commotion of the princesses' dorms outside and Bunny’s phone call created a cacophony that I didn’t want to deal with. I pulled off my headphones, trying to get my pathetic roommate's attention before speaking.
“Excuse me” I said in a loud sarcastic tone
She put the phone down with a little “one sec” to the person on the other side and swallowed the chewed up carrot in her mouth. She looked up at me with an annoyingly innocent gaze and spoke out meekly.
I did my usual spiel of how loud she was being and how I just despised her entire existence. She looked down and I heard a weak “sorry” as she put the phone back to her ear to whisper into the phone. Without my headphones on, I noticed the commotion on the other side of our door even more. I got up with a huff and opened the door. Then I saw it. Girls were walking in and out of different dorms, each person coming back into their dorm with accessories and outfits. They were trading items back and forth while giggling and talking. I knew it. I had figured that Briar was going to throw a party when she was handing out invitations and talking to people she didn’t usually talk to. And while I didn’t notice Briar's every move, it was hard to be away from her social personality. I shut the door in anger and huffed with range back to my bed. I wasn’t invited. Whatever after I murmured. The party was probably gonna be lame anyway. Why should I waste my precious time there with her and the rest of those princesses? I grabbed my rolling chair and pushed myself into my desk. I heard Bunny’s voice once again and got aggravated all over again. This time she was talking to me.
“Not going either? I was going to go but me and Alistair decided to go to the movies instead”
The rat had no idea. It felt like she was taunting me, almost like she knew I wasn’t invited but said something anyway. I rolled my eyes and she took it as a hint to leave me alone. She had been getting ready for an hour to no avail. I saw out of my peripheral vision as she got her little purse and left. It was already getting late and I figured the party would be starting soon. And yes, I was going to go. Invite or not. I did some digging on Briar’s recent posts and found out the location. It was at her dorm with a ridiculous “retro party” theme. I sprung up and shuffled through my clothes. I wanted to stand out as much as possible. I pulled off a black lace top with full sleeves and a collar with the buttons slightly undone. I put a white tank top underneath and looked for more black and white items. I flew to Bunny’s side and shuffled through her things. Her closet was full of eye sores, but I found some white tights that matched perfectly. I also snatched a mini purse and her mauve lipgloss from a brand I didn’t recognize. I flew back to my side and grabbed a pair of hair cutting scissors. Her tights weren't going to fit me, so I cut them down to mid thigh socks and touched up my makeup with black glitter and body mist. After finishing up, I got my things and shoved them in the purse, leaving my dorm with nobody to watch it. I clicked the door shut as my heel boots clicked hard against the girls wing floor. I lifted myself off the floor and glided through the air, making several turns to finally arrive at her door.
I heard loud music and saw disco lights pouring through the cracks. I smelled something. Food and all different types of perfume hit my contorted nose, making me even more enraged. I was going to knock, but then stopped myself and decided on a darker approach. I positioned myself perfectly against the door and kicked it down in a swift motion. The other side of the door was exposed. I saw a more vivid image of everyone inside, holding cups and food while wearing their neon disco outfits. A smirk stayed on my face as I scanned everyone's bewildered faces and internally patted myself on the back. Until I saw her. She was wearing a bright pink mini skirt and a green top that slid off her shoulder on one side. My gaze stayed without a smile, but for some reason, she looked happy to see me.
“Faybelle!” she yelled “you made it”
My face turned sour and I crossed my arms.
“Funny you say that” I simply said
She looked at me confused. The door closed behind me by some random with glasses and I stepped forward.
“What are you talking about?”
I didn’t want to play this game. I knew we weren’t friends, but I thought we were close enough for her to at least invite me to one of her wicked parties. I rolled my eyes and scoffed, waking up to her and pulling her arm. I dragged her into the bathroom where I closed the door shut and stood straight facing her; I used a confrontational voice and let everything out.
“All these people,” I began, “and I wasn’t invited? You don't even know half of those people–”
She cut me off with an even louder yet confused tone.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Didn’t you get your invite? I put it in your locker”
Curses. I stood there embarrassed. She looked at me as if I was a child who had disappointed their parents. My eyes wandered in the air, trying to think of the last time I even went to my locker. I had skipped class for half the week and carried around nothing but a purse all those days. I never looked in my locker. She looked at me still, with a smile starting to creep up on her glossed lips. The bathroom's entire ambiance turned quiet. I was trying to find something to say, but nothing came.
“Why wouldn't I invite you? You're my best frenemy forever after”
I sheepishly smiled, her arms going up, as if asking for a hug. I gave it to her and held it so tight that I competed with my ponytail. It made me feel a sense of shame. My confrontation was so aggressive, and her response to my mistake was understanding.
“Wanna go somewhere else?” she asked
I nodded and she grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the bathroom and dragging me out through the hundreds of people that took up the dorm. We walked past dorms and down the stairs. Eventually, she brought me outside the school where we ended up at the village book end cafe. Since it was getting dark, there were hardly any students eating, though I didn’t mind it being just us. We took a seat across from each other and Briar picked up the menu, looking over it with intent to order an exorbitant amount of food. I snapped out of my stare and picked up mine too, pretending to be immersed in what the menu had to offer. I settled on a grilled cheese sandwich and a lemonade. The suddenness of the situation hit me. She just left her own party to go to a cafe with her ‘enemy’. I didn’t quite understand what was going on, but I was fine with finding out. She beckoned the waitress over and began telling her a long order. I didn’t even think that it was all going to fit on the table. But I ordered mine anyway and the waitress left.
“Not hungry?” she said with a smile as she reapplied her lipgloss
“Not really” I said flatly, “Listen Briar, I’m sorry about before. It's just I was hoping you’d want me to come and when I found out I wasn't invited, it hurt-”
“No, I'm sorry. I should’ve known you wouldn’t look in your locker” she smirked
“And besides” she grabbed my hand “I always want you to come”
My heart fluttered. Weird feeling. Her touch distracted me, and before we knew it, the food came. The spread of food she ordered coated the table, leaving no room to place my elbows. She pulled out a handkerchief and tucked it under her shirt, giving herself a bib. We talked for hours, or at least it seemed like it, the light outside slowly leaving the sky. She seemed so unbothered. I tried to look that way too but it was hard. She continued eating and I couldn’t believe this entire situation. Not complaining though.
“Briar,” I said, “What is everyone gonna think when they notice you’ve been gone for the entire time?”
She laughed, covering her mouth full of food. I chucked with her. She wiped her mouth with a napkin and swallowed her food.
She didn’t say much more. The two words that left me dumbstruck. I snapped out of the flustered attitude and ate my grilled cheese along with the many items she ordered too. We giggled manically between bites and conversation. When the food was cleared, we both leaned back into our chairs with an overly-stuffed groan and paid the long bill. The walk back to my dorm was a daze. I think midway she held my hand, but I couldn’t exactly remember from all the talking we did.
“Since your dorm is occupied” I began “wanna stay in mine? You can sleep in Bunny’s bed and she can get lost go somewhere else”
“No. It's ok.” she said, “I bet everyone left already”
As we got to her door, her point was proven. There was no one else left and no music playing. I turned to her, a smile plastered against both of our faces. She raised her hand again and hugged me, for longer this time. It was more of a ‘thanks for a nice time’ hug rather than the misunderstanding hug she had given me earlier. It deepened, standing on her tips and our ears meeting up, she squeezed tighter.
“Today was better than any party. Wherever you are is where I wanna be”
I hugged harder, almost tearing up from her words. She wanted to be around me, and the feeling was mutual. I wouldn’t have it any other way, with anyone else. We both broke off the hug lightly, and her roommate Ashlynn opened the door in her robe.
“Briar. Where were you” she said calmly and lightly
She didn't reply, just smiled back at me and went back inside. I was taken over by an odd feeling in my stomach and a permanent smile. I flew to my dorm and opened the door with my bedazzled key. I saw Bunny at first glance in her pjs, scrolling through the mirror net. I ignored her. I think she asked me where I was or who I was with. I drowned her out with the thoughts of us at the cafe. It was spellbinding, though I couldn’t show it, I think it was already noticeable to anyone who looked for more than a second. I changed out of my clothes and took off my makeup. I opened my phone and texted her: wanna go for breakfast tomorrow?
“Hey Faybelle,” Bunny blabbed “do you know what happened to my tights?”
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This one was pretty fast since I reached flow state when writing. I hope its good since I think this is my first time writing a bribelle fic. I kinda liked their relationship being kinda where faybelle is flustered when briar speaks or whatever. Also rip bunnys tights she caught so many strays. This is prolly the longest fic I've ever written so far (pathetic I know) so let me know if you'd like any other ships or long versions of any of my previous ones (im actually working on one with kitty and alistair rn) . Thanks for reading and of course please let me know how I can improve if you wanna see more! :)
