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Post by Portia DuLac on Jul 22, 2009 18:05:08 GMT -6
Portia DuLac! Sometimes what God needs,
is someone he can talk to.
A good friend he can lean on,
When he's feeling down.
Someone he can argue with,
But most of all get along.
Someone he can hang out with,
until the Crack of Dawn!
Portia walked down the side walk. Her naturally curled hair flicking across her back, with each step. Today was the day. The day she was going to be reunite with her best friend Noelle. She can imagen every aspect. Her long brown curly mane of hair. That look she always has in her eyes. The sense of pride whenever Portia did something great. That's when the thought of Reed came into her brain. That stupid girl took Noelle away from her for a good time. Then she had to listen to her, because she was the president of Billings. Portia didn't understand. That's when her iPhone vibrated. The familular ring tone of Don't Cha, filled her ears. She reached for it excitedly. Noelle's face appeared on the screen. Portia pressed the accept botton with her perfectly manacured nails. Hello? She said into the phone. She heard a familuar voice. Hey Glass-Licker. Glass-Licker. The first thing Noelle ever said to her. She saw Noelle from the window of her limo and just watched her. That is why she called Portia Glass-Licker. Well Something, just teasing though. Portia smiled and said O.M.G. BFF. Meet me at that resteraunt O.K.? Portia always had a love for acronyms.
She could hear Noelle scoff. Honey, I am already there. Portia almost lost her top. She walked along the road. Her Chanel boots clicking on the pavment. Her ruffled green blousse getting tugged in the light breeze. She had her favourite skirt on. A beige one that highlighted her long tanned legs. T.T.F.N. She hung up and reached the enterance. She just went to Noelle's table. She squeeled and said O.M.F.G. I havn't seen you in ever! She gave her an air kiss. Portia then rolled her eyes. Have you talked to Reed latley. She said it coolily. She just rolled her eyes. She hated Reed. Despized her really. Portia just sat down. That is when she remembered a girl that just came to Easton. Or whatever. What was her name? Anna? Annie. She didn't know. She was meaning to tell Noelle. She just desided to let it slide though. She didn't want one of Noelle's shit fits.
words: 423
muse: Not so good.
lyrics: Drinkin' Buddy
notes: Portia remembers Annie =] |
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Post by Noelle Launge on Jul 22, 2009 21:10:48 GMT -6
Noelle Launge!
Don't Cha wish your girlfriend,
was hot like me?
Don't Cha wish your girlfriend,
was a freak like me?
Don't Cha?
After Portia hung up Noelle just rolled her eyes. That girl was hilarious. She flung her thick mane to her other shoulder. Looking at the door. That's when she saw the girl. Her hair resonably longer, she also grew a few inches. She looked at her. Well, here I am. The only time Noelle, didn't have that high and mighty feel was when she was shopping. That is when she was considered sweet. She smirked. That's when she heard Portia's comment about Reed. She frowned and anger shot through her. Excuse me? She said. She looked at Portia. She was hiding something. Maybe the fact that She had this eternal hate for one of Noelle's other friends. Me and Reed are pals. Got it? What did the word not trickle down the rock you have been living under since I came back. She scoffed. No one talks to her like that. Not even if it was Portia.
She just let it slid then. Is there something you want to tell me Portia? You seem anxious. That's when a thought came through her head. Why was Portia named after a famous sports care. Oh, and why was it spelled differently. She shook her head. Why was she thinking about non sense like that. Noelle smirked and looked at the waitress. Two strawberry margarita's. Noelle turned to Portia. You like those right? I mean you love fuzzy navels so. She rolled her eyes and the waitress soon gave them their drinks. Noelle nodded and sipped hers casually. She tryed to read what Portia was thinking about. It was pretty much impossible to know what she was thinking. All she knew was that she was hiding someone. Hmm? A boyfriend perhaps. Maybe a gorgeous Billings up and coming she didn't really care. Why did she have to?Words: 339
Muse: Not good.
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Post by annabel lee summers! on Jul 29, 2009 7:50:51 GMT -6
 T H I S I S A N A W F U L P L A C E , B U T T H I S I S M Y H O M E !ANNABEL LEE SUMMERSCrunch, crunch, crunch, slap, slap, slap. Annie stopped her shiny bike, tied it to the metal pole where it belonged, and walked off, her black flip-flops slapping against her heel with each step. She wasn't trying to stalk or anything, but she'd heard Portia and Noel were hanging at the Beehive today, a sort of reunion after their time apart. Annie had never been that close to them, but they all knew each other, and since it sounded like they were both in Guineaville now, it'd be good to re-befriend them, right? So she was going to pop into the restaurant and see if they really were there. It never hurt to have a few extra popular friends.
After slapping her way to the door that would lead her inside, Annie turned to look at her pink bike once more. She'd only ridden it because 1) the Beehive wasn't that far from her huge house and 2) her parents were out today, meaning she had no ride. She could drive, though not well, but for whatever reason, her parents didn't trust her with a car yet. Her mom had said something about getting herself killed. Annie minded it, but hadn't started to protest all that much yet. Yet. Anyways, she'd been extra careful to take back alleys on the way to the restaurant.
With a quiet sigh, the girl turned back and placed a small, manicured hand on the glass door, then pushed her way in. Waitresses scurried about, balancing trays on their arms and making sure they didn't bump into the people wandering to the desk, bathroom, and door. Annie slipped past them, then stood near the wooden desk were some people were paying.
She tugged her shirt down, making sure it hadn't ridden up. Actually, it was more like a dress, going down to right above her knees and keeping a flowing nature. But she'd worn a pair of jeans underneath it nonetheless. After doing that, she made sure her bulky necklace was in place, then lightly smoothed her light blond hair into place. As usual, she'd straightened it and then teased it a bit. She'd also enhanced her natural beauty with some makeup, but that was no surprise, either.
Everything was in place, and she was sure she looked good, so Annie was ready. With a quick breathe, she straightened her posture, made sure to add an extra layer of confidence, and looked around the crowds. It didn't take her long to spot the two heads that somehow managed to stand out from all the other, "normal" people. She smiled, then quickly skipped forward, expertly dodging trays of food and hungry customers. Soon she was right in front of the two margarita-sipping girls. Her face remained bright. They really were here!
An excited squeal sipped from Annie's pink lips, and she gave an excited happy-toe-bounce. "Ehmagawd," she gushed, looking from one of them to the other, hoping her innocent outburst hadn't been too much. "I can't believe you guys are here!" Quickly, she took a seat by Portia. She really liked Noel better, just because she was more popular, but Portia seemed to be a bit more safe. Noel sort of had that attitude glowing from her, like "come too close and I'll bite your head off." Seeing as it'd been awhile, Annie didn't want to risk that much yet. Leaning forward, her inside pulsing with a mixture of excitement and extremely well-masked nerves, she smiled again. "You remember me, right?"
TAGGED portia & noel STATUS finished WORDS five seven nine MUSE [/b] decent MUSIC we are the ocean NOTES sorry it took so long.. CREDITS beth bby !? at caution for the banner, we are the ocean for the lyrics, and me for the form[/blockquote][/size][/center] |
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Post by Portia DuLac on Aug 1, 2009 11:29:49 GMT -6
Portia was taken aback when Noelle shot that sentence at her. Portia just rolled her eyes and sipped her magarita..She was about to say what was on her mind when in it came. Annie. She went to the same boarding school. She wanted so bad to be in Billings. She came to our table and looked like she literally was on the moon. Portia smirked. She looked to Noelle. Obviously a little annoyed. Portia smiled as she sat next to her. She nodded. Of course we do! I havn't seen you in so long. What did your famous daddy hold you up. I can't believe how long it has been. It really is V.N.G.! Which ment Very not Good. She knew Annie and her father. They were old friends. Noelle never thought greatly upon Annie, but maybe that will change.
Oh Annie, we have a party tonight. It's going to be S.V.G.! You must come okay? There will be dancing and boys and all that good stuff! She glanced at Noelle who gave her a very angry look. Oh great. She is going to lash out irrationally now. Portia rolled her eyes. She looked to Annie. I must talk to Noelle. Noelle come. She said. Grabbing her wrist and pulling her away. Look. I know you dont particulary like her, but just give her a chance. We can bring her into Billings after. We will call all our B.G's and arrange for a hazing. Okay? She knew that Vienna and London would agree. So would Tiffany, Rose, Kiran, Taylor and Amberly. Just stupid Reed needs step away from Noelle and actually think for herself. She looked to Noelle again. Be nice. She walked back to the table slipping in beside Annie. She smiled warmly. She was known by most in Billings the Moral Compass. She always was kind to others. Although she changed sides in almost a heartbeat when there is a fight. She is a great girl to have on your side. And right now. She was on Annie's side. But again. That could change.
words:358
muse: Gone.
Notes: ...
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Post by Noelle Launge on Aug 8, 2009 12:00:17 GMT -6
Noelle looked at the perky blone girl who came to the table absoulutly awe-struck. She recognized her. She went to Easton aswell. She wasn't in Billings though. Portia then started rambling on about how she missed her and such. Then she invited her to the party. What? She was fuming now. She glared at Portia who grabbed her wrist and dragged her away. After her big speach like thing Noelle just rolled her eyes. She shot an annoyed glance at Annabel. But Portia was right. She was going to be in Billings anyway. So she might as well get the hazing soon. Noelle shrugged and went back to sit with the other girls. She looked to annabel. So, Anabel right? She rolled her eyes. Here is the deal. You are not a billings girl, until the hazing happenes. That's where all the Billings Girls Alumi deside. You have a good shot. You seem worthy enough to hang out with us.
Just like that Noelle took Annabel under her wing. She smirked and looked at her. Want a drink? I can get one for you. She looked at her. Sipping her margarita casually. She looked around at the other people who gawked at Noelle. What? Have they never seen a famous model up close. Seriously people. See those people over there Anna? You are going to be to watched like this whenever your with me. Kinda annoying. But you will be famous in no time. Like Portia over here! She giggled.
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