Lil_Pink_Overlord
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- Posted: Wed, 05 May 2010 04:47:57 +0000
Isabella Marie Sinclair: Ms. Queen Bee
It was a windy morning in Radiant Gardens, a quiet, gated neighborhood located in Upstate New York and 20 minutes away from St. Catherine's. Once you enter Radiant Gardens, through the tall iron gates and travel passed about five houses and take a left. Travel past three houses on both sides and you find yourself in front of a gate. Behind the gate is a house. This house is the home to a young woman of seventeen named Isabella Marie Sinclair.
BEEP!
BEEP!
BE...
SMASH!
These sounds shattered the peaceful morning of the Sinclair household. The device which caused all the noise was a digital alarm clock that now lay against a lavender wall in tons of little pieces. The cause of the destruction of the device was none other than a slightly pale and well manicured hand that was now making its way back into the pile of purple silk blankets that lay on a bed, that was suspended from the ceiling. If one was quiet enough, and had access to this room, they'd be able to hear a light grumbling coming from the blankets.
Ten minutes later the door to the room was opened by a tall and skinny blonde woman, whose face looked like she had had too much Botox in her life, who entered the room. The lady crossed the expanse of white carpet to the large windows that were on both sides of the bed. She drew the curtains back, the once almost black looking room was showered in sunlight and a lump that was buried beneath the blankets began moving. "Time to wake up Izzy," the lady said in sickly sweet voice as she tossed all of the covers off, along with a black cat that hissed at her as it hit the floor. Once the blankets were removed, the raven haired girl clad in only a silk nightgown roused and glared at the intruder. "Get. Out. Now. Lillian," she said through gritted teeth as she got off the bed and picked up the black cat. The blonde woman, Lillian sighed but left after her step-daughter's words. "Finally, Noir. The Wicked b***h of Botox is gone," she said as she set the cat on her bed and made her way to the adjoining bathroom.
Twenty minutes later, Isabella came down the stairs clad in a black denim skirt, black and white striped thigh highs, all black Converse boots, a pink and black striped tube top, and a lightweight black jacket. Once she got down to the bottom of the stairs she made her way to the kitchen while tying her hair up into a high ponytail. "Morning dad," she said as she went over to her dad and hugged him before walking over to the toaster that had her Raspberry Toaster Strudels already in there. While they were cooking, she brushed passed Lillian and grabbed a French Vanilla Frappaccino from the fridge. Right as she shut the fridge, the toaster went off, signaling that her breakfast was done. On her way to pick them up she grabbed her keys from the bowl that sat on the counter and headed to the garage via the kitchen.
Another twenty minutes passed before Isabella could be seen exiting her baby blue Volkswagon Beetle Convertible, her Dickies Monster Print backpack over her shoulders. Once she was fully out of her car, her piercing sapphire blue eyes scanned the premises for her best friend. She didn't have to wait long. Izzy looked to her left and saw her best friend Tanner, waving his hands crazily while his boyfriend, Jay, tried to hide his embarrassment. Izzy laughed at her friends' antics as she made her way over to them. As soon as she got inf front of Tanner, he latched himself onto her giving her a great big bear hug. This lasted a few seconds before Jay pulled him off and apologizing. Five minutes later, the bell rang and the three friends made their way to their first period class, English. However, Tanner and Jay had a different teacher than Izzy.