* war between vanities.

[vanity rianne winters.]

vanity rianne winters,
nineteen , milan university , ashley greene.

first of all , i'm curious as to when you were born and where. how old does that make you today ?

I was born on December twenty fourth, nineteen long years ago. My mother never really talked about the day I was born when she was alive, all she ever told me that it was the happiest day of her life and the saddest, I never understood what she meant but I just clung to the fact that it was her happiest. It wasn’t until really recently that I figured out what actually happened. Once upon a time there were two teenagers and they were very much in love. Upon their graduation Gabriel winters came into another surprise when the love of his life isabeau Gauthier was three months pregnant. He stayed with her through the pregnancy but when she went into labor he bailed. Isabeau when through twelve hours of labor alone, with no mother or no father, only her best friend Vikki. At twelve minutes past ten at night she had a beautiful baby girl whom she named vanity rianne winters. Though Gabriel had left her she still loved him with all her heart, she would never forgive him yet she would never forget him. So there you have it, the heartbreaking tale of my birth. Though my father never tried to contact us he did send checks and I guess that’s all my mother asked of him. So as of December twenty fourth at ten ten I will be twenty, but we still have a few months till then.

whats your status here , exactly. can you tell us what you do for a living ?

I attend the university here in Milan and am in my first year. When I first graduated out of de luca preparatory I took a year off to travel so I came into university later.

and your parents , who are they and what do they like ?

I don’t really have a big family, at least for a long while I only thought it was me and my mother, but when she died I met my father and my step brother. My mother and I were always close, she was the only family I had till i was fifteen, she was always the one I would turn to and she was always the one person I looked up to. My mother’s name was Sicily Gauthier. She was a fashion designer, opening her own line right after she left high school. She had me but she made it and she made it to the top very quickly. She was a very successful woman and I looked up to her for it. She was the type of person it was so hard to hate. My mother and I always had a close relationship. She was always there to help me if I needed it, she was never just a mother, she was my best friend. When she took her own life it came as a shock to many, but more of a heartbreak to me. She was sick, I understood that, I knew she would die eventually but the doctor had given her three to five years not a month. When she found out she was sick I think she just didn’t want me to have to deal with her growing tired, losing her life little by little so she did what she thought was the easiest, only she didn’t know I was home. She didn’t know I was there to hear the gun shot and see all the blood. My mother was always the only person in my life other than my aunt she was the only family I really had.

After my mother’s death when i was fifteen they found the will, i was left to the care of my father. I never really knew him, not his name, or his job, or where he lived until now. My father’s name is Gabriel winters. He’s a surgeon and fifthly rich. When my mother died she left me all her money but until I turned eighteen that money was in his hands. He’s a fatherly type and hes a really great guy which always had me wondering why hes been single these long years since he lost his wife in a car accident. When i first met him we never really had the best relationship, i stayed away from him and he stayed away from me but as the years wore on we became extremely close. hes a great father and I'm glad i have him.

so what about siblings , are there any other important family members ?

I only have one sibling, though were not related really. He’s my step brother, when my father got married after he left my mom she already had a son and so when she died my dad took him as his own. So I guess that makes us a sort of step brother thing. I haven’t seen him since I left after graduating from de luca preparatory but now that I’m back I’m sure we will be much closer. When I first went to live with my dad we weren’t the closest not until I was a senior did we really develop a relationship and that relationship was friends with benefits. We weren’t related so we weren’t doing anything wrong or anything, but it always seemed wrong and he was the only person I actually loved so after graduation I did what my father had, I ran, traveled for a year mainly around Europe, I claimed it was for my drawing but I think he knew why. Being back is sort of weird but I’m sure we can develop a friendly relationship as least I hope we can.

i see , now could you tell me your favorite and least favorite things ?

things i like - acting, fashion, boys, photography, friends, animals, parties, lanvin ballet flats, Christmas, people, brightly colored drinks, trying new things, teacakes, swing sets, adventure, white wine, high heels, sequins, the city, cotton candy, being her wacky self, comedy, kisses, making people laugh, all nighters, drunken rants, the beach, polka dots, butterflies, eyeliner, rebellion, life, vogue, the truth, volleyball, thunder storms, music, coco chanel, movies, romance, milkshakes, having fun, taking goofy photos, being home, chocolate, sleeping in, laughter, running, hot weather, the snow, dancing, food, sweet tarts, being strong, manolo blahniks, romantic movies, audrey hepburn, astronomy, grapes, sex, exclusive parties, bad boys, dancing, acting, plays.

things i hate - my mothers death, lies, beytral, arrogance, posers, prudes, people who think they're superior, men thinner then me, close-mindedness, cabin fever, having nothing to wear, dark blue jeans, crying, weak political arguments, weak arguments in general, bigots, paris hilton, insults, fake tanning, boring shoes, whiney music, anything emo, talking about school, petty rules, anything petty, being without the people i love, waiting in line, being left alone, losing my friends, judgmental people, death, tacky clothing, stuck ups, snobs, idiots, hangovers, annoying people, hypocrites, not putting a smile on people's faces, anything diet, being sick, animal abuse, suicide, camping, poser, haters, spiders, cheaters, fakes, boyfriend stealers.

so what about relationships , how do you find those ?

This is sort of a touchy subject. As much as in the future I would love to find the guy I want to be with right now love is not my best place. Back in high school I was a bit of a slut but the best thing about leaving high school behind is starting over. So I guess for love I’m looking for a relationship. I guess for me it always was just trusting someone enough for a relationship. My father left my mother and the way my mom talked about guys it was just nothing that made me go run and jump into a relationship. I guess I keep myself guarded from everyone that’s its really hard to let someone in to gain the trust and honesty you need for a relationship so friends with benefits, flings, and make out buddies are just stuff I did instead of getting hurt. It just seemed to much easier to not play the game and not get hurt than to play the game and get hurt in the process but I’m hoping that will change that. I guess I just want a change; I don’t want to be the girl who gets called a whore and who’s done this and that with him and him and him. So for now I’m single for any of the guys that are willing to try and deal with me and my trust issues. i am sort of still doing the fwb's but that will change when i find the guy that i want to be with. I'm sure of that. This brings me to the fact that I am strictly walking the straight line. I don’t not believe in the gay thing it’s just something I would never do myself. Some of my best friends are gay and I won’t hold that against them just me, personally, I think it’s quite disgusting; I could never kiss another girl. I don’t think is the wrong thing to do or anything and some couples can be quite adorable just for me I would never even think of crossing that line.

we've asked about family , significant others , but what about a pet ?

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last but not least - your best kept secret , what is it exactly ?

my biggest secret was that i was romantically involved with my step brother. it wasn't that we were doing anything wrong considering we aren't even related it was more the fact that i knew my father would be furious with the two of us so we kept it a secret from everyone. this was about a year ago. right after graduation it ended because i went traveling but now that I'm back I'm not exactly sure whats going to happen.

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her heart was pounding against her ribcage. She knew exactly where she was in this dream which made her feel more safe, yet even more terrified if that was even possible. She slowly walked down the deserted halls of the hospital. The lights were all off except one at the end of the hallway. She knew in all her dreams that what was at the end of the hallway she did not want to see but her body seemed to move without her permission. She closed her eyes for one quick second, seeing nothing but the darkness of her eyelids, it seemed comfortable, until she opened her eyes again. She had made it to the end of the hallway and she was staring down at an old fragile woman in a heap at her feet. With a jolt of fear she recognized her grandmother. She knelt down; her eyes flowing with tears know “g-gram” she managed to whisper. She closed her eyes as the tears brimmed over and when she opened them her grandmother was gone, replaced with a girl, of no more than fourteen years of age. She closed here eyes again shaking her head back and forth; she didn’t want to see this. There was a ringing in her ears now, she closed her eyes taking a few deep breaths in a out and then opened them to see the girls face right up close to hers “you did this to me” the girl said in a sad, but not angry voice. Elena felt the tears flowing down her cheeks now “I’m sorry” she apologized but the girl had collapsed, a pool of blood forming under her. Elena started to scream, and then she woke up.

Her alarm clock was ringing. She wiped at the tears that had escaped as she was in dreamland. Or that was what her grandma told her where she went when she was asleep. She hit the snooze button on her alarm and sat up in bed looking around her room. She lived with her grandpa alone now; he didn’t talk much and was always at work, which she didn’t mind much since she wasn’t one who liked talking at this particular time in her life. Elena sighted running her fingers through her hair and got out of bed not bothering to make her bed since the last time she did that Helen, their maid, got cross with her and told her she wasn’t letting her to her job. She knew better than that now. She walked over to her balcony door and opened them letting the cool air in. it was still dark out but she could see the sun coming up from over the building at the end of her street. Taking a deep breath of cool air she walked back into her room closing her balcony door behind her. She had about and hour and a half before she was due into work which she was relived since she needed to have a shower and do her hair before she would even leave her room. Making her way towards the bathroom door she walked in and shit it behind her. Usually in the morning she liked to have a long shower but today she was still shaky from her dream and standing in the shower being able to think about it was something she didn’t want to do so she stuck with a quick shower, washing her hair and herself and shaving and then was out, towel wrapped around her heading towards her walk in closet.

She grabbed a pair of white lacy underwear and a matching bra and pulled them on. Then of course she turns to her famous selection of skinny jeans. She grabbed a pair of light gray ones and pulled them on. Then she grabbed a blue t-shirt and pulled that over. She grabbed a pair of socks and pulled them on and then grabbed her to die for black boots she had gotten the other day and pulled them on. Grabbing a hoodie she pulled that over and stuck her work shirt in her purse. She took her earrings out and took off the charm bracelet her grandma had given her and put it in her jewelry box looking over at the time. She had enough time to grab a coffee and sit at the table with her granddad before work so grabbing her cell phone and smoke she stuck them in her purse and made her way downstairs. She could hear him rustling around in the kitchen. She smiled at him slightly when she walked in and set her purse on the counter grabbing the coffee he was handing to her “I’m going to be at the firm till late, we got a new case yesterday and its going to take a lot of work” he said to her. He was a lawyer, and a pretty good one at that. His law firm had been up for more than thirty years now and he still had not retired. And with the branch of hotel their family ran as well, she was wealthy, really wealthy. She just nodded taking a sip of her coffee and reading the paper. For a while it was really quiet, glancing up to look at the time she sighed, “well I’m out of here” she said bending to give him a quick kiss and then grabbed her keys and headed to her car.

Once she was in her car she started it up and backed out of her driveway, if there was one thing everyone knew about her, it was that she loved fast cars. So she was at work within five minutes of leaving her house. She parked and got out locking the doors behind her. The store had just opened, which was okay for her, she knew the customers in the morning, though she usually worked the afternoons and she had taken someone else’s shift as a favor, she hoped Dave or someone was working. As she walked in her hopes smashed, just the person she didn’t want to see. She sighed walking right past rhyder to the back, she pulled off her hoodie and pulled on the uniform shirt of her t-shirt, pulling her straight hair into a ponytail.. She took a deep breath and walked back out, she was just going to have to deal with him, like she didn’t every other employee she didn’t like. She heard the door open and smirked slightly, she couldn’t believe he had gotten up to come see her. Her friend Daniel told her he would but she didn’t believe him. She turned to rhyder slightly “I got him” she said and turned her smile towards her friend ‘hey you’ she said and smirked as he pointed at his cheek and waited for a kiss. She kissed his cheek then shook her head “what can I get you” she asked.

After she served him, it got a little quiet, the rush wouldn’t come in for about a half an hour and standing there with a guy you didn’t like was no fun at all, so she did what she usually did when she was uncomfortable, grabbed a wash cloth and went to go clean the table, until she stepped on his foot with her massive high heel boots. She had to admit it would probably hurt, i mean being stepped on with heels was not fun, but it was funny at the same time, well she didn’t wait to see his reaction “oops, sorry” she breathed and continued walking.