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 Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 4:58 pm
 ѕ¢αяℓєт ❝αηgєℓ❞ ѕαη∂єяѕ≈вяα∂ѕнαω((OOC:))
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 9:50 am
 ✶✵✶ MELODY "MEL" BRADSHAW ✶✵✶
Mel was about to toss the cigarette butt out the window when she figured that someone might find it. Instead, she dug through her desk for an empty Ziploc bag. Turns out her dad did not find the secret compartment in her desk because she found some leftover joints. Sh*t... Mel thought, pulling out the bag. Might as well turn it over to her dad rather than try to keep it hidden... Mel eventually found an empty bag and tossed in the butt. She then put that in her secret compartment and closed the drawer. Shoving the joints into her pocket, Mel made her way downstairs. She found her dad in the living room watching a college football game. "Hey Dad..." Mel said, taking a seat next to him. "Yeah?" her dad asked, actually turning away from the television. Mel slowly reached into her pocket and handed him the bag of joints. "You missed these while cleaning out my room..." Her dad took the bag and inspected it. "Thanks for letting me know..." He gave a small smile and placed a hand on his daughter's shoulder. "I'm proud of you, Mel. Really. I've heard so many great things from the facility... You really have changed..."
(( OOC: ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 6:59 pm
((My computer died on me so I have to use my phone until I can get another one))
Scarlet was still listening to her music and doing her dancing. She went too close to the bed which had its sheets on the side of it and got her feet tangled up up. She fell to the floor with a loud and heavy thud. She hit her elbow pretty hard on the floor and she landed hard on her hip as well. She let out a small cry when she fell, hearing footsteps running up the stairs to her aid. She didnt know who it was as she was on her side and was trying to get up on her feet through the pain.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 8:55 am
✶✵✶ MELODY "MEL" BRADSHAW ✶✵✶
The living room was directly beneath Scarlet's room, so when she fell both Mel and her dad heard the crash. Mel looked up at the ceiling and her dad took off. Are you kidding me?? Mel thought, glaring after her father. She isn't a freakin' child! I'm sure she's fine... She returned her attention to the ceiling and frowned. She had fallen off her desk chair once and landed on the hardwood floor. She ended up fracturing her ankle. I wonder if she's alright... Wait! No I don't! Mel closed her eyes and shook her head. She's just pathetic and clumsy...
(( OOC: ))
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 6:21 pm
Scarlet felt herself being picked up. She looked over her shoulder to see her step-father there. She blushed, shaking her head. "I'm fine I'm fine. I swear I'm ok." She claimed. Her step-father put her on her feet, not sure if she was really ok and not just saying that. "Are you sure youre ok?" He asked. Scarlet nodded again. "positive." She said sheepishly. She sat on her bed, not looking at him as she waited for him to leave.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 6:04 am
✶✵✶ MELODY "MEL" BRADSHAW ✶✵✶
Mel had quietly snuck upstairs and was standing in the hall outside of Scarlet's room. When Scarlet said that she was okay, Mel smirked. Of course she is. She then moved into the doorway and leaned against the door frame. "See Dad? She's fine. Now what's for dinner?" Mel's dad glared up at his daughter before realizing what he was doing. Sighing, he turned back to Scarlet. "If you're sure you're alright..." He stood up slowly and turned to Mel. "You're going to have to ask Mary-Claire. She does the cooking around here now." Mel frowned, but she did not seem surprised by that fact. Her dad was not an awful cook, but at the same time he could do better.
(( OOC: What's Scarlet's mom's name? Mel isn't going to call her "Mom" just yet. Mel's dad's name is Pat. ))
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 2:03 pm
((I guess her name can be Mary. Her real name could be Mary-Claire so your character can be all "Mary-Claire" and stuff.))
Scarlet sat there looking on at the floor as Melody and her dad talked. She felt Pat pat her shoulder for twice before walking out of her room, going back to whatever he was doing most likely. As soon as he was gone, she rubbed her hip gingerly, knowing that there would be a bruise on her hip. She let out a small sigh, shaking her head. She just had to go and fall down and hurt herself. At least Pat walked away without pushing if she was ok any further. That would've really made her feel bad. She let out a small sigh, laying back on her bed and closing her eyes.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 9:52 am
✶✵✶ MELODY "MEL" BRADSHAW ✶✵✶
Mel watched her dad walk out and turned back to Scarlet. "What were you even doing to have fallen down so hard?" she asked, looking at her step-sister curiously. Scarlet did not seem like the kind of girl who would be climbing on things or jumping around her room. In fact, she looked like the kind of girl who would just sit around and read all day without socializing with anyone.
(( OOC: ))
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 3:10 pm
Scarlet blushed deeply when Melody spoke up. She had forgotten that she was there. She opened her eyes and sat up. She chewed her bottom lip for a moment before answering. "I was.....umm.......dancing?" She said quietly, glancing at Melody. "M-my feet got tangled in my sheets." She said, blushing a bright red. She was sure that it sounded ridiculous for her to fall while dancing.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 8:13 am
✶✵✶ MELODY "MEL" BRADSHAW ✶✵✶
"Dancing?" Mel asked, looking at Scarlet with a raised eyebrow. She tried to hold back a laugh as she imagined her step-sister dancing. "Right... Anyways, I'm going to see what's for dinner. Try not to be so clumsy." Mel spun on her heels and headed downstairs to find Mary-Claire. She found her step-mom in the kitchen already preparing something. "Mary-Claire?" Mel asked, sitting down on one of the bar stools. "What are you making? If it has onions, I can't eat it."
(( OOC: ))
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 5:14 pm
ѕ¢αяℓєт ❝αηgєℓ❞ ѕαη∂єяѕ≈вяα∂ѕнαω ღScarlet blushed even brighter when Melody commented. She burried her face in her pillow after Melody left, trying to get the heat in her cheeks to die down. She didn't mean to be so clumsy. Usually she wasn't. She was very graceful. Mary-Claire, Scarlet's mom, was cooking in the kitchen when Melody came down to ask her what she was cooking. She nodded at Melody, turning from her cooking to look at her step-daughter. She smiled sweetly and lovingly at her. "Oh I know love. I myself hate the taste of onions so you'll never see it in my food. Not even if my life depended on it. Nasty things onions are." She said, turning back to her cooking. "And I am making some very fine ravioli with beef chunks and homemade tomato sauce. Very good. Pat liked it very much when I made it for him when he was sick with his cold. Oh and dear, just call me Mary. Everybody does." She said in a happy, up-beat tone. She sounded happier and more up-beat than even Scarlet sounded. Scarlet didn't even come close to her mother, nor did shse want to. She liked her calming and quiet voice not happy and all sing-song like. Although Mary-Claire was just another one of those happy-go-lucky people.ღ((OOC:))
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 6:26 pm
✶✵✶ MELODY "MEL" BRADSHAW ✶✵✶
Mel tried to keep a pleasant look on her face as she listened to Mary talk. Did Dad really marry you? she wondered. "Okay Mary," she said, watching the preparations for a moment long. "That sounds great. Keep up the good work." Mel slid off the bar stool and walked back into the living room. Her dad was still glued to the television so she decided to head back upstairs. She looked around her room for something to do when her eyes landed on her volleyball. Picking it up, Mel checked how much air was in it. It was a little flat, so she left the house and headed to the garden shed for the air pump. "At least Dad didn't take down the volleyball net," Mel said to herself, comforted by the thought.
(( OOC: ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 3:12 pm
ѕ¢αяℓєт ❝αηgєℓ❞ ѕαη∂єяѕ≈вяα∂ѕнαω ღScarlet's mom smiled at Melody, nodding at her befor going back to her cooking. Scarlet was in her room, her head still in her pillow as she was now involved in her thoughts to really care about anything. She wouldn't evenknow if someone was there unless they poked her or yelled at her. That's how far she was in her thoughts. Her mom often said she thought more than she spoke or did anything. That always made Scarlet sigh softly before going to her room to think without anyone botheringher thoughts.ღ((OOC:))
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 9:30 am
✶✵✶ MELODY "MEL" BRADSHAW ✶✵✶
Mel filled up the volleyball and bounced it against the shed floor. Perfect. She left the shed and started to work on her serves. She continued switching sides on the makeshift court, careful to not accidentally hit it over the fence. After maybe 15 minutes, Mel was aiming toward the house again. She served the ball and aimed it a little two high, causing it to hit Scarlet's window. She did not put enough force behind the serve to break the glass, but she still stopped serving to look up at it.
(( OOC: ))
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