"Niki! Hurry up, come in!" Paris took her sister's hand and ran into the elevator like a fly.
"Slow down, sister, Angela can't run!" Nikki rolled her eyes and followed her sister from the door of the hotel to the elevator, making her run for a while.
Paris didn't care about Nikki's expression at all, and reached out to organize her clothes. Under the blue silk dress were black leggings and boots of the same color, which made her look quite tall. When she came down, she loosened her hair and then parted it. No matter how she looked, she was a full-fledged little beauty.
"It looks like you're going to meet the boy you met in Paris, rather than your friend." Nikki teased, seeing that her sister still ignored her, she added in dissatisfaction: "To be honest , Pari, no matter how hard you try, you can't be the second Angela, forget it."
"Shut up, Nikki!" Paris squeezed her sister and glared at the elevator operator, who just immediately put away his glances and looked at the elevator buttons honestly.
Paris can't remember when she started taking Angela as her target. You must know that although they are familiar with each other, they have not met more than 20 times in total. It was when she learned that she wrote the script and starred in the movie. ? or earlier? She didn't know, she only knew that whenever she found out that Angela had done something amazing, she would always be envious. She always fantasized and hoped that that person was herself, so she tried to do it herself. Go write a script, or beg her father to get her a movie role or something. But these are all in vain. Although Richard Hilton spoils his daughter, he will not be dizzy enough to let her do whatever she wants. He doesn't think Paris can be compared with Angela. Basically, in their circle Everyone thought it was a gift from God that Jared Mason had such a daughter.
Since this didn't work, Paris tried everything she could to get close to Angela and get her attention, as if it would make her feel successful, so there were lame performances such as charity auctions, but Angela had always treated her to her. The attitude is not salty or bland. This annoyed her, but also wanted to be friends with girls—even though Angela had rudely left her alone backstage at the concert, Paris was still the same, so when she and her sister were in Paris During the summer vacation, I heard that Angela went to New York to promote and stay at the Waldorf Astoria, and immediately flew back excitedly.
Ding-dong, the elevator door opened, and Paris walked out quickly. He stopped in less than two steps, turned his head and said, "Well, Nikki, if you don't want to go, then go back to your room first."
"Why don't I go?" Nikki snorted softly, "You're not the only one who likes Angela."
"Okay, whatever you want, but don't make trouble for me." Paris warned with a tight face.
My sister rolled her eyes, didn't bother to answer, followed her closely, came to the door and rang the doorbell, and soon someone opened the door: "Hi, Paris, I finally see you again, um... I mean see you I'm so happy to have you."
Although Angela was smiling, she was full of slander in her stomach. Although it was silly to distance herself from each other because of something that had not happened yet, she still wanted to keep a distance from this future rich and beautiful girl. Just now, she was asking Sparrow if she could check out or change rooms or something—even though she knew there was an NBC interview tonight.
"I'm very happy to meet you too, Angela." Paris looked very reserved this time, not like before. She pulled her sister and introduced, "This is Nikki, my sister, I think you should have met."
"Oh, yes, we met once, at Mr. Rhodes' reception." The girl nodded and waved to Nikki behind her, "Hi Nikki, how are you?"
"Your new album is amazing, I like it very much!" Nikki immediately stepped forward and hugged Angela.
Angela patted her on the back before letting go. The two sisters really came out of the same mold, especially the platinum blonde hair, the slightly pointed chin and the dangling nose, they looked very similar. Speaking of which, Nikki's reputation should be better than her sister's, but only a little.
Abandoning this boring thought, the girl immediately hugged Paris and ushered them into the room full of roses. "I'm sorry, Angela, I don't know which flowers you like, so I had to buy roses. If you don't like them, you can ask someone to take them out." As soon as they sat down, Paris apologized first.
"It doesn't matter, these roses are great, but... there are just too many." Angela wanted to tell the joke about flowers and genitals, but after thinking about it, let it go.
"This is great, but I saved up pocket money for months to buy it!" Paris exclaimed happily.
"Really?" The girl looked at her dubiously, joking, how can you, a famous—well, soon to be famous—prodigal girl save some pocket money? No amount is enough for you to spend!
"Of course not!" Nikki interjected at this time: "Actually, she can only save one third of each month, and then she has to take half of what should belong to me from me, and keep it from it. One-half is enough money!"
"This... sounds really complicated!" The girl was a little stunned, and her credibility suddenly improved a lot. If this is the case, then Paris is quite persevering.
"When I see something I like, I always want to buy it, so..." Paris looked embarrassed, she nodded apologetically to her sister: "Niki, I have to apologize to you, I will definitely pay back yours."
"Okay, dear sister, you can be fine when you want." Nikki comforted her and clapped her hand.
Facing the sisterhood that was staged in front of her, Angela automatically stood up and avoided: "Do you want something to drink? I only drink juice." So she didn't see Nikki giving her sister a smug look.
Or because Paris was more reserved this time, and brought her sister, or because of the play just now, Angela had a rare chat with the Hilton sisters. Of course, in fact, it was impossible for her not to chat with them. a few words.
But the topic is not deep at all. When talking about music and movies, Paris and Nikki are basically talking in general terms. And talking about clothing, makeup, and weight loss, Angela has nothing to say. Although she has some understanding of these, how could it be that the Hilton sisters, who have been rolling on it since childhood, have an in-depth communication? Then, for some reason, the conversation turned to the boyfriend.
"So. Did you do anything?" Nikki couldn't help crying when she heard her sister talk about dating the boy she met in Paris.
"We just kissed, nothing else." Paris shrugged.
"Really? Nothing else?" Nikki blinked. "So how's his kissing skills?"
"It's not bad." Paris tilted her head for a while and replied with a smile on her face. Then she saw Angela looking at her with a half-smile, and she couldn't help but be stunned. Did you say it wrong? She changed her posture and asked tentatively, "Angela, do you have a boyfriend?"
"No, I didn't." The girl shook her head, fiddling with the straw in the cup in her hand casually.
"Really?" Nikki doubted. She looked at her sister and then at Angela again. "If there is, can you tell us? We'll keep it a secret, I swear!"
"Not really," Angela shrugged, "at least I'm not interested in men right now."
As she said that, she looked at the time: "Okay, girls, I have another announcement in the afternoon, and I have to make preparations."
"What preparation? Can we take a look?" Nikki widened her eyes. As if he didn't understand.
Although Paris pulled her sister. But Angela has stood up: "My dear, I'm sorry. I need to be alone."
"I... I'm sorry." Nikki blushed and stood up following her sister.
"Then we won't disturb you, Angela." After the first few rashes, Paris could somehow figure out Angela's mind. Although she didn't know why the other party suddenly ordered to evict, she was still ready to leave.
"If I go to high school in Los Angeles, can I come and visit you often?" she asked suddenly when she came to the door.
"It should be possible." Angela replied indifferently, and then suddenly called out, "Paris!"
"What?" The other party turned around.
The girl looked at her and shook her head after a long while: "It's nothing, goodbye."
For her favor - even if Paris went to her house without telling her, Angela wouldn't be able to kick her out - she wanted to warn her, but then again, what qualifications did she have to discipline her? ? Didn't her parents discipline her? So save it!
After sending the Hilton sisters away, the girl was going to take a nap. She wanted to call Natalie. When she left this morning, although she looked calm, her brows were slightly wrinkled, as if she was worried about something. , but because of the signing meeting in the morning, she left without asking more.
But Angela also knew that if Natalie had something she didn't plan to say, even if she asked, she wouldn't get an answer. If she really wanted to say something, she would say something before leaving no matter what, so the girl had to give up this plan.
To be honest, she always felt that Natalie had a special place in her heart. She couldn't tell how special it was. Unlike Jessica or Kate who had a long relationship, she was very attracted to her and made her always want to be small. Under the slightest bullying, or because when it comes to sex, Natalie is always at her mercy? With these messy thoughts, the girl fell asleep.
After the interview in the evening, the publicity for this period of time will come to an end. If you do too much of anything, you will feel tired. Maybe you can develop behind the scenes? This was Angela's last thought before falling asleep.