closed starter location: lava springs @sharpayyyyy​

Meeting Sharpay at Lava Springs was starting to become a thing she did almost weekly. Drizella couldn’t help but be anxious to see the blonde again after New Year’s. Of course, the anxiety also came with the fact that she was finding herself wanting to get closer to the girl for...other reasons. She had been repressing these reasons since she met her and she was content on keeping it that way, but it got harder every interaction and Drizella wanted to scream because of that a little bit. Today, she was here for business though, so she was sure she could push through it if she focused on her goals. Sitting by the pool and waiting for the blonde, Drizella took that time to pull out her phone. She had been browsing on Insta for a little bit before spotting a familiar face and setting her phone down with a huff. Of course that was when Sharpay decided to grace her with her company. “Hey Shar, sorry about that. I just had to see something unsavory on my timeline. Thanks for meeting up with me.”

continued from here. @blaiselumiere​

Parties rolled on and Drizella played the part she was born to play the way she was supposed to play it. She hated to admit to herself that Blaise’s absence even had an effect on her, but the bracelet on her wrist said otherwise. Still, her stubbornness was her strongest trait and she had made sure to not seek him out intentionally. She was still stewing in her hurt and her personal grudge, even if it hurt her more than it helped her. It was a shitty feeling, being able to hate so fast and love even less; but love was a game for fools like Blaise to play, romantically or platonically. She knew better than to allow herself that shit. 

And yet when she saw Blaise in passing, she couldn’t help but stop herself. She let herself smoke near him, which was moving more mountains than he would ever know. It was a nasty habit that she tried to keep hidden but after her mother’s last rants to her she no longer had it in her to care if she was seen with it or not. It wasn’t like she was advertising a no smoking campaign anyways. Smoking could easily be morphed into an old Hollywood aesthetic is she was tactful enough. Her confession came from a place of vulnerability that she would have been better off keeping to herself. It was a slip of the tongue, nothing more, at least it had to be for her sanity’s sake. She hadn’t expected Blaise to even say anything to her after their last exchange and yet...there he was. “The gossip blog is after you because no matter what you do, you’re a hot guy. The press loves that shit. The being French thing is just an added bonus.” She sounded miserable just uttering that much and she took a drag of her cigarette to try to get that ever-longing bitterness out of her head. Even if it was just for a small moment. She cradled the bracelet close to her, shooting a small glare before sighing. “I can’t not wear good pieces of jewelry. It would be a waste to my brand.”

blaiselumiere​:

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Of course Drizella had a lot to say and he expected it. She always had a lot to say, and Blaise somehow knew the art of shutting up when needed. “Oh, cmon. Just try it.” He took the box, picked up the bracelet, and wore it on her wrist. The look of gold always suited her skin, and it was incredible even because the red of her hair, dress, and lips complemented well with everything. “Before we had sex, I saw you as a friend. It might not look like it, but I care.” Lumiere simply stepped back, smiled, and placed his hands comfortably in his pockets. Her forgiveness will take time, like most things do.

“Just because I have a girlfriend, doesn’t mean I can’t treat you as a person. I knew you before I knew her, and though I love her, it’s possible for me to treat you with as much adoration as I once did. We were friends before, right? Minus the sex part, I really thought we were good.” It was difficult for Blaise to make her understand that he truly wanted nothing from her but friendship. Drizella had always assumed that everything had an exchange, a bargain for the good she received. He simply wasn’t like that. Lumiere had been dragged through the mud for being careless and open about his emotions. He doesn’t regret it, despite all the controversy around him. “You said you liked me right? Is this it? Is this why you’re pushing me away? Because you actually caught feelings for me?” He asked, tilting his head in curiosity.

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Drizella let him put that bracelet on his wrist because it was pretty, not because she forgave him for anything. In fact the moment it was on she snatched her wrist away. She didn’t know why he thought bringing up their sexual history would help him out because it didn’t. It just pissed her off more, actually. “You saw me as a friend? Please, be real here. We are not friends. The sex is over so we are too. It’s not that hard to understand. Do you not like understand the way hookups work?” 

Drizella rolled her eyes. So he really didn’t have a clue. She didn’t want to hear about his girlfriend or how he valued Drizella as a person. She didn’t care to hear any of it because she was done with him. She didn’t have a lot of self-value, but she was not some kind of person that gets pumped and dumped. She refused. “No. You were mistaken. We were not friends. You heard some things about me because as much as I cannot stand you right now, you’re fabulous in the bedroom. You will never hear me say that again.” She wanted to honestly stab her eyes out with a fork right now. He really thought this was about him. “Oh my god. No. I don’t have feelings for you. I didn’t catch shit!” He made her think she could and he embarrassed her in the process. She was not going to forgive that. “I just want you to let this go. Let me go. I can’t help you out and you can’t help me out. So be done with it.”

sharpayyyyy​:

With a cocktail held out for her, it took everything in Sharpay not to take it out of her hand and down it in one shot. She was still stressed as people were rolling in, hoping that no one would give her a sideways glare and judge how she had put the whole party together. Though she thought it was kind of cheesy that her mother had opened up the party to the general public, at least Drizella didn’t agree. Not verbally, but still. “You’re sure? God, thank you so much, I’ve been so stressed all fucking week about this,” she admitted, taking a heavy sip of the cocktail. “Honestly, I’ve been counting down the minutes until you got here. I need to talk to someone who’s not related to me. I say we make a pact and just avoid our families the rest of the night by hanging out with each other, yeah?”

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Drizella knew the pressure of organizing something. It was a lot to put on oneself and she had spent an entire evening freaking out internally over something she organized herself. She was hoping to take Sharpay’s mind off all of the worry and doubts because it was a good event and it was going very good. “It looks amazing and you did amazing. No need to worry about it.” She took a heavy sip of her cocktail shortly after. It wasn’t because she was lying it was because being around Sharpay made her so nervous. “I am more than fine with avoiding family members. I might actually kill myself if I have to hear my mother go on and on about her ex husbands after three tiny sips of wine.”

The only thing Drizella wanted for the New Year was to not see Blaise Lumiere ever again unless gg was dragging him through hell. She held grudges like they were a very expensive gift and she was definitely still holding one on him. She wasn’t even mad about the fact that he came for her mother; well, she was a little bit, but that wasn’t the thing that kept her away from him most. She was more annoyed and frustrated with him trying to tell her how to live her life and how she should eat and leading her on. She had really thought they had a connection and then he turned it all around and told her he had a girlfriend. It was embarrassing and even though the rumors worked out well for her, she still didn’t want to see his face again. But of course, the year wasn’t over yet and there he was handing her a gift and talking to her like things were just peachy when they were not. She honestly could strangle him.

Her demeanor turned colder than ever the moment he had approached her and as she stared at his surprisingly thoughtful gift, it just pissed her off more. How dare he? The audacity he had was truly shocking every time. A gift like this was not a gift you got a lady friend. And she hated him for that. “Why did you do this?” she asked, her voice just as cold as her gaze. “I do not understand you at all. Is you remembering my birthday supposed to just fix everything? Because it doesn’t.” She huffed, placing the gift back in the box after she examined it for a moment. “I don’t understand what more you want from me. Whatever we had...that’s over. So why do this? You could have returned it if you bought it before the last time we talked. I.....I just don’t get it.”

//closed starter @superiortremaine​

“I was supposed to give this to you on Christmas, but the restaurant was busy, and I know you wouldn’t want me ringing your phone, so seeing you at this event was my best shot at actually seeing you.” Blaise stood in front of her, his hand extended to give her a small box wrapped neatly. Lumiere knew that they weren’t okay the last time they saw each other, and he had been beating himself up for not trying to fix it. He knew Drizella could be difficult, but he also knew why. Unlike Blaise, who had the capacity to do anything he wanted with little to no regard for the repercussions, Drizella was always bombarded by her reputation and her mother’s expectations. From the get-go of their relationship, Blaise was supposed to be the safe space. He was the guy with no strings attached, and now that he has pulled them off, Lumiere realizes that they were more attached than they intended to be.

“I know you get plenty of gifts from your followers, and you’re the hardest woman I’ve ever had to shop for. But I hope you keep it—a token of some sort.” He said sheepishly, smiling as he looked at her. Blaise felt like he was walking on eggshells with her, and yet her piercing eyes didn’t actually deter him from coming. He waited anxiously for her to open the box, which included a golden Gemini constellation bracelet with little diamonds as stars. It did cost him a lot, but he thought she needed it. It was a small price to pay for the mishap that had happened between them. “Gemini, right? That’s what I remembered.” Blaise can recall her birthday from the stories she shared with him while in bed—a kind of intimacy never to be found in front of her screens. 

Of course Drizella was going to attend this party. She was cozying up to Lava Springs rather easily and she wanted to see Sharpay. The two were growing closer and even though that made Drizella’s heart race at an unnatural pace, she did just want to see all the hard work her friend put into her own event. When she pulled up she was surprised to see how many people were there, but knowing Sharpay that was not at all something she desired. Thank god for VIP cocktails. She was going to get some just to relax at the party, but of course she ran into her number one source of stress and relaxation at the same time. She let the blonde talk, vent really, and she gave her a smile that was more genuine than she normally gave. “Of course it was your mother’s idea!” she said as if she put together the missing puzzle piece. “Still, the turn up is very impressive. Especially with donation at the door. This is gonna be so fabulous for your drama department.” She grabbed herself and Sharpay a cocktail, trying to keep her hands as steady as possible as she held it out for her. “I’m very excited to see everything. I know you put your all in it.”

event starter for @superiortremaine​

Though of course Sharpay wanted to impress the entirety of Animania with her party planning skills, she did want to blow away one person in particular, a certain redhead who was new to the club. This was the Tremaine’s first big party at Lava Springs, and she couldn’t let Drizella be let down by what they had put together. “You’re here!” she squealed as she saw her friend approaching the club for the early, members-only cocktail hour. It was the only saving grace she could negotiate with her parents so that their biggest donors wouldn’t just get up and leave the club for being so pathetic. “I’m so excited for you to see everything–I’ve been planning this for, like a month now. Can you believe my mother wanted to open it to the public?” she asked, giving a bit of a shudder of her shoulders. “At least they’re all donating to the drama department. Nothing like getting money out of poor people to be put toward helping more poor people.”

Drizella nodded, impressed by the blonde. As always, Pacifica Northwest was a force that deserved the attention she got. Drizella understood the girl like she understood herself. Which was crazy because she wasn’t that sure of herself in the first place. “Those are really good, and I might have to try to fight you on the Pantone color because, well, my signature green is just to die for, obvi,” she was mostly joking. Mostly. “I want to become even bigger, but like maybe on my own, invent a new signature drink that becomes so popular it’s a menu item at like every bar, become the face of a high-end couture line, and like, I dunno, move far away from my family.” She never really admitted that last one out loud before, but this was Paz so she knew she could. “Sounds easy, but I do not feel like dealing with more challenges this year. I need it to be nice and easy.”

“My resolutions?” Pausing her mindless scrolling, the question asked something that Pacifica hadn’t considered yet. She didn’t bother making promises for the new year because she was very confident (and privileged) she’d make them happen: If she wanted to try horseback riding, her parents would get her a horse the very next day and with the Northwest driving spirit, she’d make it into and win an equestrian championship. By a simple wanting and wishing, she’d bring on challenge that wasn’t so much as a challenge but rather a chore on her to-do list for the day and move onto whatever came next. Since she craved a conversation at all rather than viewing yet another meaningless post on social media, she’d entertained the idea of a resolution. “I guess I could make Pantone change their color of the year to my signature purple, get a feature in a magazine, and finally perfect the optimal posting time for maximum likes and views. What about you?”

Drizella Tremaine || NYE

sharpayyyyy​:

It was a little funny to think that Drizella thought that she could go out and do whatever she wanted, when that couldn’t be further from the truth. Sharpay would never admit to anyone besides Ryan that being a drama teacher was at the bottom of her list when it came to career paths, and only he got to know from twin privilege. “My parents generously donate to the drama department, given how much success it afforded Ryan and I,” she said simply, giving her an inconspicuous shrug. “I try, I do. You know, no one can follow in the Evans footsteps if no one’s there to coach them.” Opening the door to the spa, Sharpay let Drizella in ahead of her. “Okay, this is my favorite room in the entire place. For VIP members and their guests only, and since I saw the Tremaines only go for the best, that includes you,” she gushed with a grin. “What do you think?”

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Drizella nodded her head. She wished she knew what that was like; to have her parents support her for her successes. Instead mother was just always asking what was next and when was she going to screw up. It was maddening having to be on her toes with her as much as she had to be with her fanbase. “Well, there is no one better to coach. Seriously.” When she saw the room before her she let out a little squeal. This place really was everything she wanted it to be and more. Sharpay more than proved herself, life she even had to in the first place. “I love it already,” she said happily. “It looks like a true paradise. I almost don’t want to share this with my family......” She really didn’t and she didn’t feel bad about it. “I’m glad I got to see this with you first....before my family totally makes a whole Tremaine fuss and stuff. Not that Ana would even it’s more...mother. You know, moms and all that!”

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Regret wasn’t something she’d allow herself to feel after coming this far. Approaching anyone from her family felt foreign, if she could even consider them family anymore. All she’d wanted once her father passed was somewhere else to call home and she was greeted with quite the opposite. She kept her posture straight, her eyes straight as she walked closer to the girl she’d been fearing all this time. “No, we’re friends,” Ella said keeping her voice level. There were details that Drizella didn’t need to know. The last thing she wanted to tell her was where she lived and what she did. That would be setting herself for trouble. “I’m just bringing over a few things.” She could feel her hands shaking but she made her to breathe through her doubt. This was safe ground, she knew that for certain.

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“You’re friends with Kit Charming? Honestly, I wish that surprised me more. Like he is so out of your league, but he is very charitable, I hear.” She had a strong feeling Ella was not telling the entire truth, but Drizella was sure she could press the right buttons and get all she needed to know to run and tell mother. Her hands were shaking and all Drizella had to do was drive it in a little harder. “Bringing stuff over? Oh honey, you know you don’t own anything worth giving to a man like Kit Charming, don’t you? What are you giving him? Dirty dish rags? He can’t donate those to charity, sweetheart.”

sharpayyyyy​:

“Oh, of course!” Sharpay was more than happy to show anyone around the resort, but someone like Drizella was hard to come by. She could make Lava Springs shine in the same way the blonde tried to on her own social media. “You’re too kind,” she gushed as they rounded the corner, giving the redhead’s shoulder a small nudge. “They’re pretty talented sometimes. I mean, I would’ve hoped that I was that good back in high school, too. Maybe a little better,” Sharpay teased, “but thanks to the insane budget I’ve gotten approved, the production is at least bigger than it’s ever been.”

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Drizella was really good at ignoring things that made her feel things, but it was really fucking hard around Sharpay. She bumps her shoulder and Drizella was ready to run the other way just to hide the blush that formed on her face. It was pathetic and she forgot to humble herself when Sharpay called her kind because of it. Focusing on those kids she was talking about was the only way she was able to keep her head on straight and that in its own was embarrassing. “How insane is this budget? You have pyrotechnics and stuff like that?” She could totally see Sharpay killing the budget on foam or something showstopping too. “They are very lucky to have you. Talent like yourself could be doing anything and you’re molding the future instead! Bravo!”

sharpayyyyy​:

Drizella seemed a little tight-lipped, which was a little unusual for her. Maybe she was nervous to talk about Blaise or something? Weird. “Oh, for sure. I can take you around to my favorite spots for photos and all that jazz,” she offered, giving a wave to the guy at the front desk before heading off with the redhead. “No worries at all, oh my gosh. You’re so fine. I’ve been kind of busy trying to get shit together for this winter showcase my students are doing. Super casual, just like a talent show kind of deal. It’s going to be a snooze fest on my end, but they’re kind of cute, getting all excited about it.”

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“Please. I would want a tour from the person who reps this place best and that is for sure you!” She had almost forgotten the girl was a teacher or something like that. It felt...so strange, but the woman loved a good show so it made sense that she was preparing the future generation to be just as bright as stars as she was. “You should get me tickets. I would love to see your hard work pay off. I mean, if there was anyone who could make a bunch of kids shine like pros, it would be you.”

Drizella had never been the one who wanted Kit Charming between her and her sister. Anastasia was the one who thought he could be some white knight or champion of some sorts and Drizella thought he was all talk and no delivery. Still, her mother was obsessed with him and his family and Drizella was often put in positions where she needed to interact with them just to get some sort of in to some social gathering Drizella would rather gouge her eyes out than attend. She never liked his little parties or the fact that some boring muppet of a girl always took center stage at them. She just...wasn’t his number one fan if she was being honest with herself.

But she was being in public so she wasn’t being honest with herself at all. She had her best smile on, even though she felt awful about all of this. She was the one to greet him even though she didn’t want to, and when he spoke to her, that smile of hers almost fell. Ah, so he was the one keeping Ella tucked away. She had assumed after her last encounter with Ella, but having it confirmed was just all she needed to figure out the muppet she could not stand was probably also Ella. What a twist, indeed. Why else would he care about her? “Hello to you too,” she said, looking him up and down, clearly unimpressed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Ella is my stepsister and I was devastated when she went missing. I’m not sorry for being concerned that she up and left one night.”

//closed starter @superiortremaine​

Kit hosted another party at the Charming Mansion for the promotion of the vineyard and in celebration of both his engagement and the new partners he had accumulated for the business. He was proud of his work. Thus, he didn’t shy away from any kind of grandiosity. Kit Charming was elated and feeling generous. He had all the staff work for this event, and he wanted everything to be perfect. Perhaps this would also be the first step in him and Marie’s fallout. It had to be slow and steady, so as not to shock the people when their supposed breakup comes to a conclusion.

As usual, the guests started to come in, and Kit welcomed everybody with a gracious smile and a hug. Marie, on the other hand, did the same. However, they were far apart in the same ballroom. Suffice to say, he was having a fun time, and Ella asked him if she could stay at the kitchen and help out, particularly because she loved baking. He didn’t object and allowed her to do what she enjoyed the most. Everything was going well until Kit saw the Tremaine sisters come in, particularly Drizella up front. Their mother waved at him, and he didn’t even attempt to fake a smile. The redhead came up to him first, and Kit’s face was serious and stern. “I hope I could say I am delighted to see you, but I do not want to lie.” He was angry, but he wanted to be courteous since they were in a public setting. “Ella is my friend. I believe you owe her an apology. I hate to use my power over you, so I insist you do it willingly.”

sharpayyyyy​:

It hadn’t entirely surprised Sharpay to see the video of Blaise and Drizella kissing online. She wished she could be more shocked, but he was kind of a player, and Drizella could hook up with whoever she wanted to. It was more ironic than anything that the two had not just the same taste in fashion, but in men, too. It made her wonder what more they could have in common. It seemed that Lava Springs was now added to the list, since she’d seen the Tremaine name on the member list. Of course they’d gotten in; they had the money and the status to be admitted easily. It was only a matter of time before the redhead found found her at the club. “Drizella!” she exclaimed, coming from behind the front desk to give her a tight squeeze of a hug. “I’ve been waiting to see you around here. I’ve been bored out of my mind today with the hot tub having maintenance.”

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Drizella wished she would have relaxed at how relaxed Sharpay was being with her, but it honestly just made her tense up more. She wasn’t ready for her to get so close and she could smell the shampoo in her hair and she wanted to just drop dead there. She hugged her back, which she didn’t normally give anyone, before pulling away quickly and clearing her throat. “Mhm. I’m happy to help! I figured we could go over collaboration ideas and stuff like that. It’s just me too! My sister and the rest of my family are not here.” And thank god for that. She would be outed before she could even realize she was being so..foolish. “Sorry it took so long. I’ve been...insanely busy.”