The diva herself! · Y/n story by @THEREALTWENTY

The Monster High cafeteria was buzzing with its usual chaotic energy. The fluorescent lights flickered over a sea of colorful monsters, all chattering over trays of questionable cafeteria food. Ghouls and mansters alike were huddled in groups, their voices rising with excitement about one thing only—the party tonight.

Cleo De Nile

flipping her long black hair over her shoulder, her voice carrying across the room with practiced elegance Honestly, if the decorations aren't gold and black, I'm not going. I refuse to be seen at a party that looks like a dumpster fire.

Cleo De Nile, the undisputed queen bee of Monster High, was holding court at the center table. Her perfectly manicured nails tapped against the table as she spoke, her jewelry glittering under the harsh lights. Beside her, Deuce Gorgon sat with his signature sunglasses, a small smirk on his face as he watched her hold everyone's attention.

Deuce Gorgon

Babe, you said that last time, and you still ended up dancing on the table by midnight.

Cleo De Nile

And I looked fabulous doing it, thank you very much.

Clawdeen Wolf

leaning in from across the table, grinning So, what's the dress code? I'm thinking something slinky and leopard print.

Frankie Stein

bolt-neck crackling with excitement I heard the music is going to be sick! Lagoona said her boyfriend got a DJ gig.

The conversation swirled around Y/n like a fast-moving current. The air smelled of cafeteria nachos and perfume, a strange mix that clung to the clothes. Everyone was in high spirits, the weekend promising something bigger and wilder than the usual Friday night gatherings.

Cleo De Nile

smirking slightly, turning back to her friends Anyway, the only question is whether everyone is going to show up. I heard some monsters need to be... persuaded to leave their dorm rooms.

Clawdeen Wolf

chuckling, eyes darting toward Y/n Oh, I don't think that'll be a problem. Everyone wants to be seen tonight.