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 Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 11:53 am
 ℳ ɒ ɼ ɡ ɼ ϵ ʈ ❤ ℭ ɒ ɱ ϸ ь є ɭ ɭ є`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`•´
`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´Letting go of the doorbell she waited impatiently for him to open the door. Hearing a girl to her right she looked over to see a blonde. With almost the same amount of luggage as herself and the class of brand. From a distance it looked like the real thing, raising an eyebrow, but she doubted it. Damn knock offs she frowned slightly not approving since the designers didn't work for nothing just so they could be copied and swindled out of the money that they earned from creating a beautiful design. Sighing in frustration since so many things were annoying her now. Tightening her hand into a fist she lifted it to bang on the door since she was sick of waiting now. Dropping it as soon as the door opened she was about to open her mouth to say something about making her wait but her words weren't coming out. A small little frown was on her brow while she looked him over not hiding the fact that she was analyzing him. No way this is Derek. He does not look poor in the slightest soon proven wrong by him introducing himself.
Standing were she was for a moment she noticed he looked at her stocking and a faint blush formed on her cheeks. Never in her life had she had anything misplaced or disorganized but today had to be the first. "Yes," she grabbed one of the suitcases since it was more of a bag, "please." Realizing he had asked if she was okay she looked him over. "No, but it can be easily fixed." Margret was a horrible liar so she made it a habit to never lie. She then stepped toward him, "May I come in now?" She tilted her head after asking her rhetorical question which caused her to get his scent. He smells good. What in the world is that? She adjusted the strap on her shoulder waiting for him to let her in.  
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 9:24 pm
 These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been .♥. Alice raised her eyebrow when he called what she was doing an tantrum, but she just gritted her teeth and crossed her arm. Her hands that were placed on her arms as she crossed them, balled into fists at the mention of cameras. He was joking, right? Yet what made her laugh out loud was his question. It was as if she couldn't stop laughing. A melody like laugh, that seemed genuine. Then she just simply went to the door, and opened it.
"You wish." She said in between her giggles, and left the room with the door open. Alice jogged downstairs, and sat on the couch, bringing her cell phone out. She tapped on the keys for a bit, a still a bit of giggles escaping her. What a ridiculous question he had asked her. As if she would actually cook, make a sandwich of all things. It was absolutely ludicrous.
A plan was starting to form in her mind on how to get out of this mess. First, keep going with her job as a model. With her connections, she could easily get a modeling job. Then, get paid in cash since he controlled all her money on her card. Afterwards, get a plane ticket and go back to London. She was sure she could get a roommate there, pay half the rent, and go back to her old life. It would be way better than this.
All she needed was to convince him to let her go out and get a job. As much as she didn't want to admit it, he was right. Her father's agent had explained it back at the hotel room. He had to know where she was, or maybe she could just lie about where she was going.
Already, her fingers were typing in her phone, talking to one of her many connections in the modeling world. So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 8:45 am
  ♥With my Fiance♣I'm scared and nervous♠Healthy Looking around at how lost she was, Serenity looked at the paper of poor directions that was given to her at the airport from an attendant. She sighed and held her bag of clothes close and looked around. At least the neighborhood was nice looking... The one across town was not so nice looking... She looked around and heard her phone go off. She looked at it and saw it was a message from her father.
'Where are you!? He is getting impatient! If you do not show up, he will exploit us in public and it will bring shame to the family name! We will be sent to the work houses, stripped of our profits and belongings! This family is relying on you, Serenity,' It read. She could only imagine her fathers tone. He must be furious with her. But why should she have to go be wedded off to a drug lords son when she didn't do anything. If anyone should be sold off, it should be one of her cousins. Meek Serenity wanted to fight with her father and defend herself but... she messaged back cowering out of the challenge, 'Sorry, Father... I got lost from poor directions of a flight attendant. I'm sure I'm close...'
Serenity sighed, feeling hopeless. If she had her mother here, she would be there an hour ago. She walked in the neighborhood, finding the street name and now the house number... America, oh how you are strange... She finally found the house number and walked up to the door. Her chest felt tight as she reached for the door. The British girl knocked on the door nervously and opened it. She peeked in, finding an empty foyer an hallway. She walked in and closed the door behind her. Serenity placed her bag on the floor next to the door and looked around. She straightened her white dress and her white and light blue stockings. She wasn't much for heels and was wearing white string lace slip ons. She stood there at the foyer, and piped up, "Hello? Is someone here?" She sounded so meek and nervous. Serenity looked around and it was a nice home.... She walked around and found the living room, a man sitting there reading a bit. She jumped a bit, unexpecting someone here. Her fiance? "Ummm... uhhh... Hello....." She said in her British accent.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 5:20 am
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 5:30 am
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 5:51 am
  ☠ ✧ ⊱Damien Dearborne⊰✧ ☠
"If you wanna SCREAM 'Yeah!' let me know and I'll T A K E you there Get you going like 'Ohh Baby!'"
"If you want it done R I G H T hope you're READY to go all night!"
"Well well well...It's about time you showed up. I've been rather anxious to meet you. You are late." Damien said, sneaking up behind her. She didn't seem like the typical rich type though he thought her a bit nosey just walking in as she did. He waited for a response but got nothing right away. He turned to his phone and sent another message to the girl's father. 'She just walked in. Quite literally. Anyway, just remember the arrangements and everything should be fine. I am not a bad guy, I just have expectations. Make sure she knows that.'
Closing his phone, Damian looked the girl up and down, nodding in approval. He gave her his name, and held his hand out to shake, hoping she was familiar with the gesture. "Show me what you got on my LCD, let's get down to it, so you can get down on me. Cybering is so 1999. You've gotta be textually active if you wanna be mine!"  [[OCC: Sorry my posts suck...I have a bit of writer's block >_<]]
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 6:26 am
♥With my Fiance♣I'm scared and nervous♠Healthy Serenity jumped a bit and spun around, looking up at Damien and gave him a sorry look, "My apologies, really, sir. My cousin dropped me off at the airport and didn't give me directions. So I had asked a flight attendant and she gave me bad directions. I kept getting lost... But it's still no excuse for my tardy. So, I am very very sorry." She was so apologetic and like a scared bunny. But it didn't help that how they were meeting under a sketchy circumstance, getting lost a few times and having an arranged marriage. Plus, he was much taller than she was. She looked up at him with her light blue eyes and her fingers played with the end of her braid. Serenity looked down at his hand and remembered that it was respectful to take the others hand and shake gently. Serenity gently took his hand and shook it carefully, "My name is Serenity Blume Hope. Ummm.... It's nice to meet you, Mister Damien." She bowed her head respectfully as she shook his hand.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 11:13 am
ℳ ɒ ɼ ɡ ɼ ϵ ʈ ❤ ℭ ɒ ɱ ϸ ь є ɭ ɭ є`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`•´
`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´Nodding her head when he finally let her in she whipped her shoes on the mat he had outside then came in. While he brought her bags upstairs she went to explore lower level. Finding the living room she looked around As big as my room she let a small sigh slip but it wasn't that big of a deal. It was nice and spacious for someone poor he lives well. Sitting on the couch she rested her purse next to her while she slipped her shoes off. Placing them nicely next to her she looked up to listen for his steps. Quickly and unlady like she tugged her stocking off before he came down then shoved them in her purse. About to just lean back and enjoy sitting again she noticed his fish tank. She couldn't resist them, getting up, she examined them one by one trying to see if she knew any of them from any of the books she had read. So into the fish she jumped when he spoke up. She was surprised he was asking how it was though it was just polite so she returned the politeness. "It was long though I had brought a few books with me about your country." She looked away briefly then back, "The luggage was a bit odd since I had to get it myself the driver didn't know which was mine. Which is understandable." She then walked back over to the couch and opened her purse to show that it was filled with the books she was reading then her wallet and other items she deemed necessary to have.
Finding what she wanted after pushing a few things out of the way she let out a small little triumphed laugh. Walking over to him barefooted she held up a book to him. "My father didn't tell me what you were interested in though I figured I should get you something. Though I didn't know what for the longest time. When leaving I found these and figured why not maybe I could help you then you could help me." She held out a Italian language book then brought out a Italian cookbook behind her. "I don't know how to cook so don't expect to much from me." She felt her cheeks warm slightly, "or clean." She then slide her hands over her hair which was a habit she never learned to break. "Where shall I be sleeping?" It was obvious she was nervous since she kept rambling though Derek wouldn't know that. He could even just figure she was a rich girl that talked to much. "I didn't know if you would like a watch or a car. If you prefer those I could get that instead and get rid of the books." She would get rid by taking them to a near by library so someone could put them to use. Though she would make sure that he wouldn't know about that biting the corner of her inside lip to hold back a sigh. It should be different here no one is watching me to see if I'm being to nice to the poor man or not. She could go to those fundraisers without a care or volunteer now. Her friends weren't watching so they couldn't laugh that she wanted to be helpful to the poor or hide it from her father as well. Clearing her mind she waited patiently for Derek's answer about what she just said.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 1:50 pm
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been .♥. Alice felt the couch move, and a frown instantly befell on her face as she moved her head to see her nightmare. Her nose crinkled and she made a sound of distatefullness, and turned her head back towards her phone.
"Don't be stupid, I would never do that to my body." She said, without emotion. Her eyes snapped up at the t.v. with the volume roaring. She groaned, everything was just too loud at the moment. She needed to think, Alice needed some time to let this all settle in. This guy was being just as stubborn as she was, and she hated it. Being used to things going her way, it was annoying having someone push back.
Alice stood up, stretching a bit before she went upstairs. It took her a few minutes, but soon she came back down with a tank top, and spandex shorts. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, and she wore expensive looking Nike shoes.
"I'm going for a run, enjoy stuffing your face." She said, opening the door, without waiting for an answer, and slamming it closed. Alice jogged down the few steps and stopped in the yard. The sun was beating down on her tan face, and she placed her hand above her eyes to look at the neighborhood. It really was a horrid place. Her nose crinkled at the sight, as she brought her arm into a stretch. So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 2:39 pm
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 2:55 pm
☠ ✧ ⊱Damien Dearborne⊰✧ ☠
"If you wanna SCREAM 'Yeah!' let me know and I'll T A K E you there Get you going like 'Ohh Baby!'"
"If you want it done R I G H T hope you're READY to go all night!"
Damien looked at the girl almost sadly and sighed. He walked in front of her and wrapped his arms around her in a friendly hug. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound harsh. I've been frustrated today is all. I took it out on you and I do apologize." With that Damien let go and turned back to his cell phone. He dialed a number and spoke in Korean. After a few moments he hung up and looked at her. "I hope you like Chinese food, I just ordered take out. It'll be here in ten." "Show me what you got on my LCD, let's get down to it, so you can get down on me. Cybering is so 1999. You've gotta be textually active if you wanna be mine!" [[OCC: ]]
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 3:00 pm
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been .♥. Alice was about to ready to start her run when she heard a voice coming from the window. She spun around, shooting him a death glare. How the hell was she suppose to run, but not leave the yard. The yard was the size of a kiddie pool.
"Go to hell!" She yelled, thinking about bringing her middle finger into the equation, but she kept her hands into fists. Then, from her phone situated on her hip, she felt a light vibration. Alice took out the phone, seeing it was her father, she almost didn't answer, then she just pressed it against her ear.
What she heard did not make her happy. He was getting on to her like a child, pretty much ordering her to play nice. Alice started to pace slightly, talking back into the phone quickly with her british accent.
Soon she erupted, using hand motions, and talking loudly into the phone. Finally, she just hung up, and lifted her arm as she were to throw it, but brought her arm quickly to her side. Alice walked up to the steps of the house, and sat on them. Bringing her knees to her chest, and resting her forehead on her knee. Her phone was gripped into her hand as she sat there, debating on just running anyways.
She needed to burn off steam, or else she was going to explode. All that was in the equation was one more thing to go wrong, and it would all go down hill from there. So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 3:13 pm
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 3:24 pm
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 3:29 pm
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been .♥. Alice finally stood up from her spot and went inside, standing beside the couch, she crossed her arms and looked away from Ronnie.
"Look, I need to run, I need to let off steam. I can't just run around the yard, it's not a big enough space." She finally let out, tapping her foot on the ground as she spoke. Her eyes wandered the room, refusing to look at him.
"I won't be gone long, thirty minutes tops." Alice squeezed her hand into a fist, her eyebrows furrowed. In a way, she was asking for permission, but in a way she wasn't. Her voice still had that demanding tone to it, and her face was full of frustration. She wasn't used to having to ask, she just always got.
So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
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