Chronicles of Cora

Season Three, Episode Three:  Teeny-Bopping Floozy

(Episode Thirteen)

Cora looked forward to New Years more than anything else, including her birthday. But this year it was extra special, because she actually had someone to kiss. Someone that she knew wasn't going to sneak off and kiss three other girls, that is. On her sofa that seated her and Ryder in her living room, the topic was New Years. As they laughed about embarrassing moments at past New Years celebrations, they watched Sacha gallop back and forth, constantly sliding into furniture because he was unable to come to a complete stop."Any idea who you're going to kiss this year?" Cora said as she nudged Ryder with her elbow and winked suggestively. "There is no telling. Probably some poor, defenseless girl who happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time." Ryder smirks. "Aw, I'm sure you'll find a great girl to kiss. And one that is willing to kiss you for that matter." Cora smiles reassuringly. "What about Luca? I know he started seeing that Banana girl." Ryder burst into laughter. "Her name is Brunella, and I think he invited her to our New Years party." Ryder said still laughing. "She's really pretty and foreign. Indian I think. Her only flaw is that I think she's still in high school." Cora's eyes grew wider than an anime character's. "High school?!" she shreiked. "What the hell is he thinking?" Ryder was silent for a moment; clearly trying to find an explanation. "Maybe she is really mature for her age?" he said, still unsure. "Wait, I thought you met her?" Cora said, confused. "No, I've only seen photos." he answered. They both sat with peculiar looks on their faces. "Well I guess we'll see what she's like when we meet her at your party." Cora said with reason in her voice. "Speaking of guests." Ryder said. "Are you bringing Knoxx?". "Of course I am." Cora grinned. A loud thud, followed by whimpering was heard coming from Cora's room. And when she and Ryder ran to check it out, they found Sacha sitting next to a stack of books that had fallen over. There was no doubt that Sacha's clumsy body had collided into said books. Cora and Ryder laughed, but it was clear that Sacha didn't find it funny. He stood up and flopped out of the room.

The night of New Years Eve, Cora stands in her bathroom, still in pajamas with her long black hair in rollers. Since she never seemed to be able to hold curls in her hair, she decided to put the rollers in early that morning and they had been securely in place ever since. Her face was freshly washed, a blank canvas ready to be painted. She begins with a concealer that matches her complection perfectly. As she wipes it on her face, she prides herself on searching every make up store until she found something that didn't make her look like a clumpy oompa loompa. After a smooth glow was achieved she dusted blush on the apples of her cheeks, giving her a perfect shine. She followed with a clean liner and volumizing mascara. Sultry eyes were a must on New Years. The look was completed with a deep red lipstick, accentuated by a non smearing gloss. She keeps her proverbial fingers crossed as she removes the rollers from her hair, and breathes a sigh of relief when she sees how amazing her hair looks. After sliding into a fitted black dress with a shimmering creme sash, Cora fits her feet with black pumps and fashions a shimmering creme mask over her eyes. Cora marveled at the idea of a mask-themed party. Dressing up was always something she enjoyed.

A knock came at the door and Cora's heels click clacked away as she made her way over to see who it was. At the door was Knoxx, adorning a casual tux and a classic black and red mask. He looked dashing as usual, but also very mysterious and sexy. Cora liked this look and proved it with a warm kiss on the lips. "Are you ready to go, my darling?" Knoxx said, mocking a British accent. Cora giggled and nodded her head. Off they went to Luca and Ryder's.

Standing outside of Luca and Ryder's aparment, Cora could hear the music inside, along with guests talking and laughing. She was excited to be fashionably late. With the ring of a doorbell, Luca answered, wearing a tux, complete with a bow tie, and a mask that looked identical to Knoxx's. Cora laughed at the two of them. "Come on in you guys." Luca said, laughing along with Cora. "There is someone I want you both to meet.". Luca ushered them in and took their coats. He then escorted them over to a petite girl with a killer tan. Her hair was thick with curls; untamed and messy. She wore a gold sparkling dress. It bore no straps or appropriate hem line. However, it made her complection all the more beautiful. Just as the three of them made their way up to her, she turned and smiled. "Cora, Knoxx, this is Brunella." Luca smiled. "Brunella, this is my best friend Cora and her boy......friend Knoxx." Though she smiled and shook both of their hands, Brunella didn't seem particularly excited to meet them. Instead of sticking around for a bit of conversation, she trotted off to make a call. Luca, Knoxx and Cora all exchanged looks. "So is it true that she is still in high school?" Cora wondered out loud. "......yes". Luca said hesitantly. "I know it looks weird, but she's really mature for her age." Cora did a mental eye roll, but nodded her head. She wouldn't judge a book by its' cover. More importantly, she wouldn't offend Luca without just cause. Ryder came over and joined the conversation. Turns out, he did find a very nice girl to kiss. She went by the name of Emily, and from what Cora could see, this girl could be a keeper. As the hosts retreated to converse and mingle with other guests, Cora and Knoxx made their way to the bar for some drinks. Cora immediately notices that over half of the bottle of vodka is already gone. "Wow, someone must really want to get their party on." Cora laughed, holding up the bottle. "Maybe a bunch of people took shots?" Knoxx suggested. "Doubt it." Cora said, looking into the cabinet where the glasses were located. "there is only one shot glass missing. I should know, I bought Luca and Ryder these shot glasses." Cora set the bottle of vodka down and looked around at the selection of drinks. "What would you like?" she asked Knoxx. "I'll just have some juice." he said, looking around. "What about you?" Knoxx asked. "That green tea that I had on the way over made its' way to my bladder so I am going to go use the ladies room." she laughed. "I'll be back soon. Can you handle yourself while I'm gone?" she giggled. Knoxx shooed her away and she made her way towards the guest bathroom. Unfortunately is was occupied and she couldn't wait. So she makes her way towards the bathroom in Luca's bedroom. However, that bathroom seems to be occupied as well, with Brunella. Wasn't she supposed to be making a call? Who makes calls in the bathroom? Cora placed her ear next to the door and began listening. Inside, Brunella was speaking on the phone. "I'm at this party." she said, sounding annoyed. "I'm not sure what time it ends, but I'll make an excuse to leave soon." the person on the other end of the phone speaks and then Brunella replies. "Don't worry baby, I'll make it to your house soon and we'll celebrate with clothes on the floor." Cora momentarily thought of kicking down the door, guns blazing, true action hero style. But she decided that this wasn't her battle and she shouldn't be spying on Brunella in the first place. Brunella abruptly ends the call with her mystery man and starts opening the door. Before Cora could hide, Brunella spots her. "Um what are you doing in Luca's room? Snooping? Brunella snears. "Um...no. I was waiting for the bathroom." Cora replied, caught off guard. "Yeah, I'm sure." Brunella said with venom in her words. "Since you're such a good friend of Luca's, we'll let this be our little secret.". Brunella exits the room and leaves Cora standing there, mystified. Her urge to relieve her bladder was suddenly gone. Now her mind was racing. Though spying on Brunella wasn't right, neither was letting her best friend get cheated on my some teeny-bopping floozy. Checking her phone, she noticed that she only had about half a minute until midnight, so she sprinted from the bedroom, running down the hall in her heels to find Knoxx. She finally found his familiar mask and gave him a smooch. Only he wasn't returning.  Luca started laughing, "You've got the wrong mask." Cora backed away, slightly embarrassed. "I knew this mask would get us in trouble." Knoxx saw the both of them, as did Ryder. And they both came over laughing. "These are your lips, dear." Knoxx said romantically as he gave Cora a proper New Years kiss. Apparently Brunella saw everything as well and she rushed over, steam practically blowing from her ears. "What the hell is going on here!?" she shreiked in true drama-queen style. "Nothing, Cora just kissed the wrong mask." Ryder laughed. "Yeah right!" Brunella yelled, drawing the attention of the rest of the guests. "That whore has it out for you! She was even in your room! Snooping through your stuff!". So much for keeping secrets, Cora thought. Everyone turns to face Cora. "Cora, what is she talking about?" Luca questioned, clearly puzzled by the accusation. "I wasn't snooping. I had to use the restroom, but the guest bathroom was occupied." Cora admitted. "Whatever, you nasty slut!" Brunella screamed. "Then why were you all the way across the room, trying to sneak out before I caught you?". Cora's temper flaired. She had only known Brunella for a couple of hours, and she was already sick of her. She stomped over to Brunella and got as close as humanly possible. "You're right. I was snooping. but not through Luca's room. I was spying on you." Cora snarled, angrier than ever. "While waiting for you to get out of the bathroom, I heard the conversation you were having with your mystery man about how you were going to meet up with him after the party and celebrate with your clothes off. I couldn't get out of the room quick enough after you hung up the phone." Everyone's eyes moved to Brunella, who was red as a beet. Luca's expression alters from confused to upset and angry. "Is this true?" Luca said, obviously hurt. "Of course it's true." he said aloud to himself. "Cora wouldn't lie to me. What the hell is going on, Brunella?". "Don't get mad at me!" She yelled. "You're the one who cheated on me right in front of my face by kissing that whore!" Luca's expression grew dark. "That was an accident, which we all saw. And she isn't a whore. You're the one who's acting pretty whore-ish right now. I think it's best for you to get your shit and get out of my apartment." Brunella grabbed her purse and took the walk of shame to the apartment door. But before closing it, she turned to say something. Only she was interrupted by Cora, who had followed her to the door. "Don't you ever call him again." Cora growled. "Do, and it will be the last call you ever make." Brunella scoffed. "Is that a threat?" Cora laughed and pushed her out of the door. "No, it's a promise."