The Hills Have Eyes {Xavier&Stella}

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<sub>Stella had to admit that her job had perks to it, especially when they rented a gorgeous hotel by the harbor for their work parties. Work parties was the company's way of hosting parties for their employees and clients, but also using it as a tax write off. Business didn't really go down at these gatherings; it was mostly just free booze and socialization. Each employee got their own hotel room for the night so they wouldn't have to drive or walk home drunk, too. Stella actually enjoyed going to these parties. She was able to see her favorite clients and favorite coworkers outside of work. It was also an excuse to buy a new dress, which was a rare occasion for her. With her busy schedule, Stella didn't have the time to go shopping for fun. She had a full course load at school, an internship (unpaid, too!), and this job as a pharmacy rep. She didn't regret filling her schedule up so much; she was actually comforted by the hectic lifestyle. But that left Stella with little time to make friends or have a relationship. Which was why she had been seeing Xavier, a guy she had met at a bar one night and took home. They weren't a couple by any means, but they hung out, had dinner, slept together, and all of those fun things that couples did together. 

And since most of her coworkers were going to be bringing their dates, Stella asked Xavier to go with her, to which he had agreed. She told him to meet her in her hotel room so that they could walk in together. With this job, it was all about appearances. They wanted their girls to look great, which meant healthy competition between the girls. Each of them wanted more clients because that meant more money, but the only way to do that was to out-look the other girls. It sounded like prostitution, but all they did was talk to surgeons (mostly men) and head doctors (also mostly men) to sell their company's drugs. The company thought having younger, good-looking women would help sell their products, which was why they had to compete so much. Stella thought that with Xavier on her arm, she would get a few more clients, and she hoped the other girls would be at least a little bit jealous of her by the end of the night. 

She slipped into her dress, smoothing out the non-existent wrinkles as she looked at herself in the mirror. It amazed Stella that she looked like this now. Less than ten years ago, she had braces and glasses and extra weight on her. She had bushy eyebrows, bad style, and her hair had been an ugly shade of brown that only a mother could love. Kids had been cruel to her back then, and she had been bullied relentlessly over her looks, especially her weight. She had resorted to self-harm, which she still had the scars of to this day as a reminder of her past. As Stella had gotten older, her body had grown. She had a growth spurt, becoming a tall young woman. She had gained curves like the rest of the girls had. She learned the art of taking care of your eyebrows. She had her braces taken off, and she got contacts. She dyed her hair blonde, and she started getting into fashion more. After that, the bullying had stopped about her looks and started with her acting like a prude. So when she graduated, she left her life behind and went to the United States to get a fresh start. As she thought about the old days, she mindlessly put on her make up and did her hair. 


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Xavier liked to party. It kind of came with territory of being a rich kid from Florida. It was the only reason why he had agreed to this night. He never turned down a party of any kind, be it in a fancy hotel or a wild and out of control house party that would eventually be broken up by the cops at three in the morning. Xavier was at his best surrounded by friends, expensive liquor and girls who he could charm into bed and then throw away when he got bored of them. He didn’t do relationships, never had done. They were boring, tedious things. He saw no attraction in them. Getting drunk, taking a girl home and maybe, just maybe keeping her around to keep his bed warm for a little while was all he was interested in. But another girl would come along sooner or later, or somewhere in between, and then his interest would move on again.

His ‘thing’ with Stella wasn’t serious to him. She was just another blonde in a long line. There would be more after her, hopefully a lot more. Xavier wasn’t going to promise to keep his eyes on her tonight either. He had seen those pharmaceutical reps before. Some of them were hot. Stella might be stunning, but so were the rest of the girls Xavier sidled up to during the week. He flirted more than he did anything else. He had been that way since he first understood what flirting was. He came from money, which was attractive enough as it was when it was flashed about on expensive cars and designer clothes as Xavier did, but he was fairly good looking too, which meant he could usually draw girls in easily enough. They wouldn’t realise what an asshole he was until it was too late to do anything about it.

Xavier grabbed the first shirt from his wardrobe that he laid his hands on. He had taken a quick shower and then changed into it along with a pair of jeans. He checked his wallet, but never carried cash since his cards covered everything for him. Money was never a problem for him and his parents had never thought to cut him off, even when they found him face down in their petunias with lipstick on his shirt or strange girls in his bed. No, he was their only son, and they had spoilt him into becoming the man that he was. Hell, sending him to college was about as far as they had ever got when it came to disciplining him. All Xavier had to say was that he was having a hard time and it was excuse enough to do as he pleased, when he pleased. After the last few years, it worked wonders. He sighed, rolling his eyes and then went to meet Stella. He sent her a brief text and told her he’d meet her in the lobby when she was ready. Once he arrived he leaned against a column and occupied himself with his phone.

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