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Post by VICTORIA WILLOW WILSON on Apr 8, 2012 13:01:14 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #af9390 solid; border-bottom: 10px #af9390 solid;] repair your broken wings ( WORDS ) LOTS AND LOTS( TAGGED ) OPEN ( STATUS ) COMPLETE Today was the kind of day where Tori just wanted to get away. She didn't want to talk to anybody, she didn't want to look at anyone, be nice to anyone. She just wanted to be left alone to herself and her own thoughts. The way her body moved through the malls' many isles and halls, you could tell that is exactly what Victoria wanted. If you talked to her, it was either because you where clearly an idiot, or you where checking out her clothes and it was required of you to talk. Either way, she looked like a bitch, her facial expression, her body movements, everything about her screamed, bitch..
As her perfect little body seemingly walked around the mall, she was finally tired enough to take a small rest. Victoria walked over to the food court and over to Subway. Where, she just bought a small soda. Putting on a fake smile, she nodded somewhat politely at the male behind the counter as a thanks. Sighing, she walked over to a table and took a drink of her Diet Coke. Unsure of what really to do now, she looked at her several bags on the floor beside her, and shook her head. She wasn't sure what her little funk was about, but she defiantly wanted to change it. Looking around, she saw a somewhat familiar face across the food court.
After finally spotting one, she swallowed her pride, and walked over. Putting on a bright smile. Sighing, Tori looked the person in the eye and introduced herself."Hello, Victoria Wilson. Mind if I join you?" she spoke rather bluntly. Not waiting for an answer Victoria took a seat across the table of the person and raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow."Do you want to say anything?" She growled at the person across from her. She knew she sounded rude, but frankly, she didnt give a damn. Victoria wad like a princess, and expected to be treated like one. any and all notes can go here |
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Post by ELLA ROSE PRYOR on Apr 12, 2012 14:59:13 GMT -5
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, border-left: #3A4748 8px solid; border-right: #839175 2px dashed; background: #d8d8d8; padding-top: 16px; padding-right: 16px; padding-left: 16px; padding-bottom: 12px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; width: 368px;] do you know where your heart is? do you think you can find it? Ella Rose Pryor was laying on her bed and staring down at the blank page of her diary. She had wanted to write down what had happened today, for herself and for her parents, but somehow she couldn't bring herself to write anything down. Sighing frustrated, she ran a hand through her smooth dark brown hair. Then she rolled around on her bed, so that she was laying on her back and tried to think of something to write. But somehow nothing important or interesting had happened to her today. She had just went to school and after that had went to the cheerleading training. Once that had been over she had returned home. Then she had had done her homework and that was about it. When the music that had been silently playing in the background turned into a loud and noisy song, Ella got up and walked over to her stereo and turned it off. Then she took the diary from her bed and placed it back in its hiding place. In the past when she had lived with her parents back in New York there had never been a day that had been boring, cause in that town had always been something going on. Also most of the time Ella had been with her friends in the middle of each party and every event back then. But then her parents had died and she had moved here, where she knew almost no one.
Sure, it was probably her own fault in a way that she had no idea what was going on, since she had become a lot more quiet and serious, then she had been in the past. In that moment Ella knew she had to get out of the house. So she grabbed her black leather jacket and put it on. Then grabbed her house keys. On her way out of the house, she called "I'm going to take a walk, I'll be back later!" Then she closed the door behind herself and started to walk down the small street in which she was living. Ella had no idea where she was going, but if she was being honest it did not really matter to her. She just wanted to get out of the house for a while. After she had walked for quite some time, she reached the center of town and thereby the mall. Since there were a lot of colorful shops and a lot of people around, Ella believed it was most likely to find some entertainment here. Looking through her jeans pockets, she found a few dollars from which she bought herself a coffee. Then she walked over to the food court and sat down on one of the tables.
From there she watched all the people in the mall and couldn't help but smile lightly. She had always loved to observe things, since she loved to write stories or draw pictures from her memory. When her glance went to a fountain in the center of the mall, Ella watched the water for a moment. The brunette was torn out of her thoughts when the chair across from her was moved. Turning around confused she looked at a girl around her age. The girl had long brown hair, brown eyes, but somehow looked annoyed. When the girl said "Hello, Victoria Wilson. Mind if I join you?" Ella opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off by the other girl who added "Do you want to say anything?" When Ella then was finally able to speak, she felt a bit of anger rise inside of her. Who was this girl thinking she was, she asked herself. But then forced herself to say in a reasonably friendly tone "I'm Ella, Ella Pryor, it's a pleasure to meet you." "I don't think we know each other, don't we?" "Where do you go to school?" she asked knowing that this might be the only place from which she might know this girl. tag: tori!<3 words: too many! -- notes: hope you don't mind! ;) -- template by eliza @ shadowplay |
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