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Post by Britney Stars on Jun 16, 2012 10:51:10 GMT -5
I walk into the party, wearing a sleeveless, figure fitting black dress. Being tall, I wear low heels. The dress was custom made by my mother's costume designer. I start to walk toward the drink table, when someone tapped me on the shoulder. "Excuse me, can you sign this?" A girl held out an US magazine with my face on the cover. It was me on a red carpet, wearing a long red cocktail dress and holding my mini poodle, Lucille. The cover said 'BRITNEY STARS; RISE TO FAME? WHERE IS SHE NOW' I glare at the girl and turn and slam right into somebody.
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Post by Andrew (Drew) Greenwell on Jun 17, 2012 13:01:16 GMT -5
I was made that Carmela was taken away by some girl. She had to realize that I really didn't do anything. It was all Rosie's fault.
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Post by sammie on Jun 17, 2012 15:13:04 GMT -5
I watch how pathetic the weird girl who I'd seen in the library is. Wow. I sigh, turning to Jacob, who's seemed to have zoned out.
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Post by Kayla Storm on Jun 18, 2012 0:07:55 GMT -5
Ooc: TWO DAYS! I WAS GONE FOR TWO DAYS! HOW CAN YOU DO THAT, IN TWO DAYS?  ? |
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Post by Carmela Vigil on Jun 18, 2012 0:15:48 GMT -5
OOC: Welcome to Canterwood  |
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 18, 2012 17:49:03 GMT -5
?I hand Carmela a cup of hot chocolate. "Do you want to go back to the party.?" I ask. I felt bad about ditching sammie, and I wanted to make up for it. "Carmel., what are you going to tell Benny?" I ask gently.
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Post by Carmela Vigil on Jun 19, 2012 22:03:33 GMT -5
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Post by sammie on Jun 20, 2012 7:13:04 GMT -5
I excused myself from the party kindly, making my way to Carmela's dorm. I knocked softly on the door. "It's me." I called.
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 20, 2012 9:56:04 GMT -5
OOC: Were in my room : P
I rub Carmela's back, sympathetic. "Do you wanna sleep over? I don't have a roommate, and I have etra sheets. You could figure this out in the morning." I say, and then I hear a knock at the door. I open it slightly and let Sammie in. "Hey." I say softly.
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Post by Andrew (Drew) Greenwell on Jun 20, 2012 10:34:56 GMT -5
I had to fix everything. I texted Carmela. Can we meet up and talk please? I sent to her. I hoped that she would agree.
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Post by Carmela Vigil on Jun 20, 2012 11:43:04 GMT -5
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Post by sammie on Jun 20, 2012 19:01:06 GMT -5
I hug her tightly. Tell me this, Carmel. I say gently, softly. Do you love him?
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Post by Carmela Vigil on Jun 21, 2012 22:20:11 GMT -5
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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 21, 2012 23:07:06 GMT -5
I sit quietly and finger the bracelet I got for my 15th birthday from Alex. If anyone knew what Carmel was going through, it was me, but I didn't want to bring up that particular secret. I finally look up and say "Carmela. I know you don;t love him, but it seems like you never got closure on your breakup. Or else you wouldn't be crying." I say every word carefully, but every word brings a stab of regret and pain. I look at my hands, and let a single tear fall from my face. It was the 1st time I cried in months.
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Post by sammie on Jun 22, 2012 6:02:34 GMT -5
I nod. Then do you still have feelings for him? I ask calmly.
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