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Post by Amelia "Amy" Williams on Oct 27, 2012 13:51:52 GMT -5
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Amelia's eye's wandered around the dimly lit room, the room wasn't large but it was the easiest to get away with a party, and boy did Amelia want to party. She wasn't wearing anything fancy just dark skinny jeans and a deep red loose fitting shirt the dropped just a bit at her next line. People were arriving, the word had found it's way around the school and so far it seems to have been kept a well hidden secret through the students. Taking the last sip of her drink Amelia stood up to wander around hoping to find someone she knew.
tagged anyone words ### muse starlight- taylor swift notes anyone of you lovely people can post but more info of the party here (x) It says next saturday but I'm just throwing this into motion now. |
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Post by sammie on Oct 27, 2012 14:13:50 GMT -5
Sammie Leger had been one of the first to find out about the party. I mean, duh.. The gorgeous platinum blond had all of the latest gossip brought to her, as she was one of the prettiest most popular queens in CCA. As Sammie walked slowly across campus, many followers trailing behind, trying to talk to her, she looked down at her outfit. She knew the style of the party. Not too casual, not too fancy. She’d put on an adorable metallic miniskirt and a fitted black top that hugged her form perfectly. Her accessories blended in without blending in TOO much. She wore naked slim flats on her feet and her platinum blond hair was loose on her shoulders, straightened, thick and brushed out. Gorgeous.
Sammie entered the media center, knowing she wasn’t the first to arrive. She knew being one of the last was the best for a popular queen B like her- she knew how to make an entrence. As she walked in, girls rolled their eyes in envy, and many ran up to her and started kissing up to her. Boys gaped, whistled and tried to grab her waist. She tugged away subtly, leaving them hanging and wanting more. She was taken. They knew it- everyone knew it. She saw Amelia and smiled crookedly, giving a tiny wave. “Hey” She mouthed. She didn’t remember if her and Amelia were on good terms, or any terms, for that matter.
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[/color]http://elleandblair.com/blog/post/look-for-less-the-perfect-party-outfit-madeline-carroll CREDIT SAM !? of Confronting the Faceless . Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS you're gonna go far, kid - the offspring. NOTES <3 idk how many words?? [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Amelia "Amy" Williams on Oct 27, 2012 22:15:27 GMT -5
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Amelia walked through the crowded room just in time to run into a familiar blond. Amelia didn't really know Sammie other then she was always around Rose and a few others Amelia tried to avoid because of the drama that followed them. Sammie mouthed something to Amelia but she had to think for a moment, not being the best at reading lips. She made out a greeting, so Amelia whispered back, "Hello! Like the party?" She got a small smirk looking around the crowded room people enjoying them selves.
tagged anyone and everyone words eight--nine muse starlight- taylor swift notes more info of the party here (x) It says next saturday but I'm just throwing this into motion now. |
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Post by sammie on Oct 27, 2012 22:58:15 GMT -5
Sammie smiled lightly, nodding so her blond hair bounced. “Yeah.” She mouthed. She turned when some people tapped on her shoulder and started talking to her. Boys walked over and asked her out.
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[/color]http://elleandblair.com/blog/post/look-for-less-the-perfect-party-outfit-madeline-carroll CREDIT SAM !? of Confronting the Faceless . Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS you're gonna go far, kid - the offspring. NOTES <3 idk how many words?? [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by David Tyler on Oct 28, 2012 13:39:36 GMT -5
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Post by chineseguy on Oct 28, 2012 14:06:17 GMT -5
I Ken-you Li am not one to go to parties but the noise and amount of people going to this party had sparked my curiosity so I figured even though this was my second day going to this school i'd try and make some friends. I ran a hand through my shiny black hair as I slid into the building between two people hanging around the entrance. I struggled through the crowd of people ignoring the strange looks people were giving me because of my traditional chinese attire. I looked around and spotted three people standing in a strange lopsided triangle shape. I walked over and said, "Duìbùqǐ, nǐ gàosu wǒ, zhège dǎng shì shuí huò shénme?" I blinked I quickly said, "oops sorry I mean Excuse me, could one of you tell me who or what this party is for?"
I glanced at my chang shan, a long robe, and my white ma gua, a hip-length jacket. My chang shan had a small black collar on it I smoothed the collar at the corners as I waited patiently for a reply. I hoped this party wasn't invitation only because I would be crashing this party by asking my question. I let my gaze wander over the group in front of me one of the members was a blonde haired girl another was a red headed girl and the third a black haired boy. My rich brown eyes seemed to turn black in the dimly lit room and I definitely looked very out of place amongst all these people with their modern american clothing.
I could hear a few people whispering about my looks and my clothing there were a few sniggers of laughter as well. I tuned out all the other people in the room except myself and those in front of me. There was no need for me to listen to the negative vibes around me it would ruin my relatively bright and happy vibe.
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Post by Freya Cullen on Oct 28, 2012 19:01:22 GMT -5
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Freya walked into the room, all eyes turning to her as she watched the girls envy her body and boys stare, enraptured by her look...
Nah, just kidding. That would be Mary Sue.
Freya sat in the rec room, watching everyone move around, finding no interest in general. She'd probably just end up going back to her dorm and doing some more songwriting. The brown haired Brit glanced at her nails, and then back up to the party, sitting on top of the couch as she watched the people around her.
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Post by sammie on Oct 28, 2012 19:18:07 GMT -5
[/img]  [/center] Sammie looked up when Freya walked in. She was pretty, but not as pretty as her. Sammie tossed her hair and walked over to her confidently. People turned to watch, in awe. Sammie cocked her hip. “Hey… Freya, right?” She asked, her icy blue eyes fixated on Freya’s.
TAGGED: Freya, Amelia, etc
WORDS: idk
NOTES: <3
LYRICS: Katy Perry
CREDIT: To BUNNYA! from CAUTION 2.0!
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Post by calliefan234 on Oct 28, 2012 19:21:38 GMT -5
  Violet entered the party, her eyes wandering the entire room. She wasn't going to go, but Sammie told her it'd be fun. She adjusted her blue tank top, that she had layered under her leather jacket. She had left her hair long and curly, and put a gold stud in her nose. Looking down at her lace up boots, she searched the room for Sammie. Spotting her in the middle of the crowd, she mentally made a note to talk to her later. Seeing Freya, the brunette smiled.
"Hey Freya." Violet said, sitting next to her. Just then, Sammie walked up. "Freya, right?" Sammie said, and Vi immediately felt uncomfortable. She sat back in her chair, planning to stay out of it.
 WORDS~ YOUR WORD COUNT HERELYRICS~ If I die young- The Band PerryTAGGED~ WHO YOU TAG HEREINSPIRATION~ YOUR INSPIRATION HEREOUTFIT~ YOUR OUTFIT HERENOTES~ CRAPPY POST CREDIT~ Carmela Vigil of Canterwood Crest |
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Post by sammie on Oct 28, 2012 19:23:45 GMT -5
[/img] [/center] Sammie smiled at Violet, not wanting to interrupt her convo with Freya, but saying hey. “You look gorgeous.” She said, and smiled warmly at her best friend. She heard a bunch of people calling her name so she turned and strutted to them. She started talking- they were hanging on her every word.
TAGGED: Freya, Amelia, etc
WORDS: idk
NOTES: <3
LYRICS: Katy Perry
CREDIT: To BUNNYA! from CAUTION 2.0!
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Post by Freya Cullen on Oct 28, 2012 21:21:21 GMT -5
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She fiddled with her ponytail, a smile appearing on her face when she saw Violet. Freya was about to say hi back, but a certain blonde interrupted it.
Sammie.
Wonderful.
Sammie briefly talked to Freya, and then turned to Violet, talking about how gorgeous she looked. Freya didn't mind that Sammie walked away, she was actually quite glad. Cuffing up her orange lightweight oxford shirt, she turned to Violet next to her. Why are you even friends with her? She asked bluntly, taking a sip of the drink she had in her hand. |
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Post by Carmela Vigil on Oct 28, 2012 21:32:48 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #423c42;,true][cs=2] & YOU'RE NOT EVEN HUMAN ` YOU'RE JUST A LOVELY IDEA OF ONE WHO I ACCIDENTALLY LOVED AND GAVE EVERYTHING TO BECOME THE GIRL ON THE PIANO BENCH SINGING ALL OF
HER TEARS - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - away | | [atrb=width,240] Vacation? Family event? Carmela Vigil didn't know what to call it but the fact was that she had been gone from Canterwood campus for almost a clear month now. Still, ditching her suitcase filled with dirty clothes in her dorm room, Carmela pulled on her light brown jacket. She had been on campus for less than ten minutes and already the Cali girl was cold. In her rush to go back to school, Carmela had quite forgotten how cold it got in the winter here at Canterwood; it was quite more dramatic than winters back home in California.
Carmela padded her back pockets for her phone. Nothing execpt the Poloraid picture she had taken at her foster sister's wedding last week, where Carmela had regined as one of the bridesmaid. She wasn't in the picture, it was of her sister and her newly wedded husband. The couple were holding hands with their backs to the camera, still decked out in their wedding gear. Lush forest, just bursting with the autumn color was all around them and the purplish sunset was just visable in the top right corner of picture. Carmela sighed quietly, looking at the picture before sliding it back in her pocket. Her foster sister, Jill, had gotten married up in Sonoma, California, about an hour from San Fransisco. The wedding was at five o'clock so the sun was setting during the ceremony. It was Carmela's first wedding she had ever attended and thought it was truly beautiful. Really, she couldn't find any other word in the English language to describe what she though.
Her foster sister's wedding wasn't the only reason she was gone for so long. Carmela had to fly out to New York because of the custody battle which was going on between Claire and her real parents. The past weeks Carmela was still at school, Claire had kept it all on the down level, saying that it was nothing that she needed to worry about. Well, it was getting worse, as Carmela's real parents were demanding full custody rights of Carmela. She had to fly out to New York (where both her real parents lived and where the courtroom was) to give a statement on why she wanted to stay with Claire. Carmela couldn't even look at her real parents, the people she hardly knew, as she pleaded with the judge to stay with her foster mom. The judge had gone with Carmela's wishes and ruled that the full custody rights would stay with Claire. Her real parents, however, were granted with the ability to visit Carmela anytime they wish when she was at school. Now, Carmela had a horrible habit of looking over her shoulder every two minutes, afraid that her real parents will magically appear out of thing air.
She perched over her bed, still searching for her phone. After a few minutes, Carmela gave up, figuring that it was show up later in a random spot. She headed out of her dorm, determine to walk around campus once before class started the next day. The weather wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be. Though Carmela couldn't wait till when it started snowing; she recalled with a grin her first year at Canterwood when she had seen snow for the first time.
Carmela was surprised to see a number of students still out and about, despite its late coming hour. A body of students were edging towards the Media Center. Curious to what was going on, she poked her head in and saw what Carmela reckoned was some sort of party. Then she noticed familiar faces: Sammie, Violet, Freya, that red head girl who she had never talked to. Carmela took a step inside, not sure if she was gate crashing on someone's super secret party or something. If it was a secret party, the least they could do was be more discrete about it. She hung back by the door, wondering if anyone would notice her standing there, much less recognize her after disappearing off the planet for a month. | [atrb=width,140]words ,682 words tagged ,everyone hereee wearing ,thisnotes ,hey guys:) havent posted in a while, this might suck | | [cs=2] |
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Post by sammie on Oct 28, 2012 21:37:10 GMT -5
[/img] [/center] Sammie spotted a familiar face in the corner. Pretty brown hair, short, olive skin. She grinned. She barely remembered if Carmel and she were on okay terms or not, but she walked over confidently anyways. She smiled at the girl excitedly. “Carmel!!!” She said, hugging her carefully. After overhearing what Freya had said to Violet, she had been a little shaken about what Violet would respond with. She loved these girls. Maybe not Freya as much so, but maybe, just maybe she could balance everyone into her life.
TAGGED: Freya, Amelia, etc
WORDS: idk
NOTES: <3
LYRICS: Katy Perry
CREDIT: To BUNNYA! from CAUTION 2.0!
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Post by Carmela Vigil on Oct 28, 2012 21:44:26 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #423c42;,true][cs=2] & YOU'RE NOT EVEN HUMAN ` YOU'RE JUST A LOVELY IDEA OF ONE WHO I ACCIDENTALLY LOVED AND GAVE EVERYTHING TO BECOME THE GIRL ON THE PIANO BENCH SINGING ALL OF
HER TEARS - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - away | | [atrb=width,240] Blond hair, ice blue eyes. Yep, that was Sammie. Carmela spotted her through the mounds of people. She debated with herself on if she should go and say hi or not. Carmela wasn't sure what kinda relationship she had with the girl. She remembered with a shudder that she was rather mean to Sammie before she left, talking behind her back in all.
The decision to have any connect with Sammie was made for her in a split second. Carmela felt arms grab her and a ear splitting “Carmel!!!” Carmela blinked at Sammie, not quite believing that it was her who came up to Carmela first, despite everything Carmela did to her. Hi? She said to the blonde girl, resiting the urge to face palm herself. Way to bring up in the awkwardness Carmel. 100%, A+ | [atrb=width,140]words ,### words tagged ,everyone hereee wearing ,thisnotes ,muse is dying a slow and painful death | | [cs=2] |
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Post by sammie on Oct 29, 2012 7:47:16 GMT -5
[/img] ![]() 24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcjtouz8AF1r1u0m5o2_250.png [/img][/center] Sammie raised an eyebrow and smirked at Carmel’s awkward greeting, but recovered in less than a second. She smiled. Carmel and she had been close friends before Sammie had left Canterwood to head back to NYC for a semester at her old school, Upper East Side Prep. Sammie guessed that they had fought a little, but didn’t remember how things had been the day she’d left. All she remembered was her Mother picking her up, with red, puffy eyes, and driving her home.
Sammie never really knew her dad all that well. He raised her with her Mother until she was about 3 and then went off to war. He was only 19 when her Mom gave birth to her, and her Mom was 21. Sammie never asked about her Dad until she was about 9, and even then it was hard to understand why her Mother cried every night, ran to the mailbox each morning and talked quietly, mumbling on the phone with a distant look in her eyes. But still, Sammie was spoiled. Her Mother was rich because of her inherent and her well-paying job, and when Sammie was 12 she married a new man, and even then Sammie didn’t know if her Dad was alive or not. Sammie’s new stepfather was rich, snobby and mean. One of the richest men in New York City and could by Sammie anything at all. He owned many business depots in New York, ten hotels and six restaurants.
When Sammie was 13, she had applied for Canterwood and gotten in. Somehow, Sammie had fit tons of practice and riding and gymnastics into her lifestyle, and she had succeeded. When she was almost 14, she got the news that her father had died and lost it. She left Canterwood for a semester when she was 15 and returned to become part of the Trio, and queen bee..
Sammie turned to Carmel, away from her thoughts. “How have you been?” She asked calmly.
TAGGED: Freya, Amelia, etc
WORDS: idk
NOTES: <3
LYRICS: Katy Perry
CREDIT: To BUNNYA! from CAUTION 2.0!
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