Chapter 12 - 11. Ideas

She headed to her room after telling them to sleep before 1 am. With a loud sigh she plopped on the bed thinking of everything and anything. She dialed Vivian, "Hey Sister V"

"Soreen are you home? ...Yes I'll be right back. Hmm?"

Soreen frowned sitting up, "Who are you talking to?"

"Are you home?"

"I am....now answer me"

Vivian sighed lighting up a cigarette she held it between her fingers breathing in the scent with a disgusted look. "I'm still in the office"

"why?"

"I'm at the PR[1] department trying to get ideas to wash this away"

"Yeah the scandal has increased due to the statement Dream Works made"

"That was Dream, she used the company's account to make that statement."

"How long do we have?"

"Well you did tell her two weeks.." Vivian shrugged.

Soreen sighed, "how about this...the girl, Livia fought with and Livia come out to give a statement explaining the situation"

"It would reduce the gun power but....his does not resolve the fact that as a girl and an idol she fought. Their words not mine" 

"what's so bad about fighting as a girl why don't they direct their hate to female wrestlers?" Soreen angrily said plopping back down 

Vivian chuckled, "How is Livia?"

"She seems fine to me"

"You know she's not"

Glancing at the door, Soreen 'mmmn' ed.

"She blames herself for this, i know she does. I would have come but we really need to solve this before Dream decides she cannot wait for two weeks"

"yeah right. Dream wants to get rid of all of us and she knows we know what she is doing" Soreen snorted.

"She has become more greedy. I miss when we were all together" Vivian gave a melancholic sigh.

"Nothing can change Dream's mind. She better know I'm only tolerating her because I've not seen the perfect company that matches my terms!" Vivian added clenching her fists.

"If we had enough money we could just build an entertainment company for us only, no one to control us...."

"But we don't" Vivian interrupted her delulu.

"Let's not talk about Dream, she'll ruin my moo...Oh, my brother is calling me. Bye sister V"

Vivian stared at her phone for a while before looking at the fat man in front of her wiping his sweat, "How is it?"

The man nodded. "Now let's see." She smirked her eyes glinting.

Soreen took a deep breath before answering in a cheerful voice, "Hey bro!"

Amias sighed, "I just saw the scandal are you okay?"

Soreen sighed rubbing her temples, "We'll manage"

"you'll over come it just like you did last time....i did not tell mom"

"That's good i don't want her to be worried for nothing" Soreen sat up from her now messed up bed, "So brother who is that 'friend' Sebastian Whitmore is designing a house for umm?"

Amias laughed, "It's mine, i want to move out"

"Mom's gonna be mad"

"She'll get over it. I also got you the building next to mine"

"why for me?"

"when you get married" Amias laughed.

"I'm not thinking of marriage right now"

"But you will get married, i can imagine the way the news will blow over"

"....married....married....MARRIED!!" Soreen suddenly yelled startling her brother, an idea was forming in her head. "Thank you so much brother! Bye!"

"wait...Soreen.."

She dialed Vivian, "Sister V! i got an idea!"

"Huh?"

"Come over quickly!" Soreen stood up glancing at the clock that displayed a little over 1.

"Sister V is coming over" She announced in the living room.

Lily and Mia instantly stood up going to hide their chips, they kept the laptop picking a book each on vocals.

"So fake" Sophia tched, despite saying that she had already stood up Amara helping her to pack the game consoles and snacks.

With a roll of her eyes, Chloe lounged on the couch putting more chips in her mouth.

"Put that away!" Amara yelled.

"Leave her, she's the lead dancer it's easy to burn calories"

Everyone glared at Chloe's proud smile.

[1] PR- Public Relations.