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"Hahah no. Well sometimes." She admitted, glad to be allowed to touch the shoe. She picked it up, finding the shoe to be small, even for her own tiny feet. "Nah mostly like you gotta run an errand but you don't feel like it so you go, 'Aw omg sweetie I have such a migraine could you pick this up for me?' And all those stupid little tasks, someone is willin ta do em if you put the right spin on it. If yer sweet enough.. C'mon girl ain't nobody teach you about feminine wiles? You ain't gotta show skin or nothin mosta the time!"

Where was this girls mother to teach her the basics?

"How you planning on lasting here?" Cee snorted derisively. "You don't like people and you don't like gittin dirty and you only like video games." For once Cee felt legitimately gifted to have the life she'd lived. This girl put a whole new spin on the term Princess, one that she wasn't sure she approved of. If this was her daughter she'd have smacked her around and forced her to go outside.

"SO whater you even here for? Why not stay home where you got dat s**t made?""

"I hope so." The shoes were forgotten now, put back where they were so the girl could work on them. "Cause nothing around here comes fer free turns out. You gotta work or play ta get anything. But if yer looking fer yer type, aim fer Mark or Dwight. I'm not sure you can wow em wit video game skills but they the ones that do all that.." She waved her hand to imply she didn't know the right terminology. "Electronic s**t."

Cee did smirk. "But booze, cigs and quality food'r the only good means'a trade. Unless you plan on getting all," she teased with a stuck out tongue, "carnal an sweaty an gross. Hahaha."

"Whooooah gittin all nineteen fitties judgemental over there. Where's yer sense of woman empowerment and s**t? Its yer body you can whore if you want?" Cee was actually amused at the little girl. "It's da ******** future. Sleepin around is just sexual liberation and s**t." She was talking out of her a** but it was fun to test the other girl.

"Yeah Mark's the grungey one and Dwight's the asian dude on twitter. But they are the ones for like.. electronic s**t. If you got the scratch."

There was a satisfaction in this girl's reaction. So many people on the island fancied themselves to be cool-guys, even keel and superior. This girl was a straight up brat and it was refreshing.

"Giiiirl you ain't gotta lecture me on ********." Cee was flushed but not from embarassment, it was amusement and glee. "I ain't bout to rip yer panties down or nothin. I say you do you aight. Do yer thing! But watch out cause there's a buncha ******** round here who won't respect s**t about yer life. Specially them girls." Cee had only done a bit of training with Peyton but hadn't been threatened by her. She of course was familiar with the soap box nature of twitter though, and perhaps that amused her even further.

"Lots peeps loooove ta work. They doin missions and workin out and volunteering for all kinna stuff. Don't gotta be you but watch out." She whispered as if imparting a secret. "The division lead dudes? They ******** know. Everything. Watching us all the time. So even if you ain't get disciplined or something? That s**t may come up later when you ain't expectin it."

"Mmmmm hmm." She nodded, cooly. "Ya know.. unless you are prepared to grease some wheels along the way." Cee was now idly checking her manicure.

"But like.. I mean say you pay a dude off..? Bitches ain't reliable and the price can always go higher." Cee wouldn't pin any of the hunters as loyalists to anyone but themselves. Anyone who was anyone seemed to know to look out only for number one. "So keep yer head down. But gimme a call if you need something and maybe we kin make a deal."

"What are ya gonna do about it?" Cee lifted her brows.

"Lame." Cee snorted. "Booooring." She was half egging Kiki on and half telling the truth. She felt like this little spitfire was too locked up in her own little world to do anything fun.

So what if it could be chancey? Wasn't that part of the enjoyment? Plus watching someone you hate suffer was always nice.

"You just don't get caught." Cee shrugged. "Me and my friend were ******** wit another trainee not that long ago. Nothin bad happened but he was stressed and lost like a weeks worth of sleep. Plus it's HILARIOUS." Fake haunting ftw.