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 Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2008 7:47 pm
Whisper to me a secret..
'Cecelia Beauvais;;
Raising an eyebrow, Cecelia quickly ducked back towards the door, and hid a bit of a ways away from the door, and stood silently. She listened to Alyekzander, and poised her eyebrow higher, in surprise to his short speech.
So, these boys are human. Good to know.. Mai said in her mind, and proceeded to smirk. If this turned into one of those, 'bro to bro' sharefests, she'd get some nice, juicy information to tease them about later.
'Cecelia Beauvais;; And I'll make sure it's on the CNN by tonight.
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2008 4:41 pm
((Posty by tomorrow, I swears!))
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 9:12 pm
((Okay, so that didn't happen. Sorry guys. sweatdrop ))
Marcus sighed as Alyk completed his speech. He wished yet again that he could be stoic like him. But then, he got to resemble mother, with his fair hair and lighter features. Marcus and Dom, darker and heavier-faced looked like father. Dom in particular looked like a carbon copy of the man, minus the wrinkles and graying hair. However, Dom was the last person Markus wanted to think about, so distract himself, he spoke. "Sometimes I wonder if you aren't really the older brother."
He had to keep talking, to keep his mind from Dom and Mother, so he began to ramble. "You know, with these girls in the house, I might want to keep the violin in my room. I told Madeline it was off-limits yesterday, but all I need is a sister who's mad at me, or who simply doesn't know better, to come in here and mess with it." The violin hadn't been in Markus's room since Mother got sick. It was a big step for it to resume its place there. "Speeaking of the sisters, I noticed that there's something..not quite tension..but something between you and Emily. I'm glad. I thought you'd be a forty year old bachelor with a lot of money and an empty house.
"But just so you know, you aren't alone. I've gotten to quite like Cecelia. Just to think she had practically no childhood to speak of, and then, when she's grown, her mother gets married to a relative stranger, and she has to move. If it had been us, I'm not sure I could have given up everything to take care of an ungrateful little p***k like Dom," he laughed. He realized he was talking nonsense, but it helped take his mind off of things.
Dom knew he would win before he set the final counter down. He would never have suspected that he could play a calm game of Go with a girl he'd been shouting at just over twelve hours ago. "Good game," he agreed. God, what was wrong with him? Okay, bad question. What was wrong with her? Worse question. Suddenly he felt an urge to play video games that had nothing to do with Big Daddies, Chocobos, or The Covenant. He needed a think session.
He got up abruptly. "I, uh...just remembered something I had to do," he invented. "See you later, Happy Birthday." and he whipped out of the game room and towards his own. In the hall, he saw one of the sisters, but merely grunted "Outta my way!" at her, in his desperate bid for solitude. He locked his door tight and double checked it. Then he sank against it for a moment before firing up the X-Box. It was going to be a long session.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 9:39 pm
Alyekzander nodded as Markus suggested taking the violin into his room. It was a large enough step for now, he thought. No point pushing Markus, or any of his brothers for that matter, any further than they were willing to go. But when Markus mentioned Emily, Alyekzander groaned and shook his head.
"Dear, unbelievably optimistic brother of mine, you misunderstand entirely. There is nothing between that woman and I for you to be at all glad about. I've never met anyone who could so vex me with so few words! And what do you mean forty year old bachelor?" Nearly swept up in the flood of his disdain for Emily, Alyekzander had nearly missed that particular line. It was true that he hardly ever dated... and that the women he knew were all daughters of father's friends and business partners... but really, it was not as though he were incapable of attracting a woman. He simply saw no reason to do so quite yet.
"Honestly, if you wanted to change the subject, there was no need for a three pronged shock and awe tactic. But then, being that it is you and not Domanik... good Lord, you were being sincere." If it were not so utterly mind boggling it would be truly hilarious. Emily saving him from lifelong bachelorhood? Though, with his remarks about Cecelia, it seemed Markus was the one in danger of falling head over heels. Cecelia... that one still surprised him. "You must tell me how you came to be so... friendly with Cecelia."
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 7:53 am
Crazy? That's not me.
'Cecelia Beauvais;;
It had been close when Domanik ran past, so Cecelia thought it best for her to leave now. Since, it was only a matter of time until they figured out she was there.
As she started to walk away, Cecelia started thinking about what Marcus said, about the violin.
Well, why would he think we'd mess with something if it's so important..? Cecelia thought curiously. She, personally, wouldn't have touched it if it was so sentimental.
And then he thought she was so..
I dunno.. brave-ish? Tolerant? Cecelia fought to chose the right adjrctive.
'Cecelia Beauvais;; I just have a better definition of 'normal'.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 3:24 pm
"Hm?" Madeline watched as he ran off. "Bye..." she replied in vain, getting up. She went back to the garage, prepared to take her mini cooper for a drive.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 6:33 pm
Naomi continued to peddle and peddle the bike, going past trees, stores, houses. Ha, she was free! Free from the ridiculous situation of her mother marrying her own boss (of all the sick things), free from all siblings, free from guilt, pain, having to tolearte people. She wanted just to let go of the handlebars and wave her arms in the air, and woot at hte top of her voice. But she refrained from doing so, since she didn't want to die just yet.....or did she?
Shrugging the sudden horrid problem-solver thought from her mind before she could continue on it, she was riding across town in pure glee, not having to deal with a crowded house at the moment. And she was over halfway to her best friend's house.....sweet! She was making excellent time! Keeping her eyes on the roads and sidewalks, she watched all the cars going by, some excellent drivers, some she hoped would get a ticket. Ah well, as long as no one got hurt in the end, that was all that mattered. But that didn't happen that one morning, and it costed the life of a father, who had just been.........replaced.....
No no NO! She was supposed to be happy, free. She forced the problems away again, and concentrated on her route. She was suprised that no one had called yet; she had been gone for quite awhile. Ah well. Why complian? This was a good thing.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 10:33 am
'Cecelia Beauvais;;
((Wow. Hardly anyone is posting... crying ))
She arrived in her room about 10 minutes later. If you had asked her, Cecelia would insist she hadn't gotten lost, but, in truth, she had. Cecelia thought it kind of embarassing to get lost in your own house.
"No.. this isn't my house. This is... just some place I have to stay for a while." She told herself in a normal tone, as she decided to waste away some of her time on the computer.
"Hmm. I wonder what it would be like to do a Vblog, like the others do..?" Cecelia said curiously, logging into her computer and turning on her webcam.
"Well, uh, hello there!" Cecelia said into the device, smiling. "I'm Cecelia Beauvais, and well, I obviously haven't done this before.
"You see, my sisters do this kind of thing as well, so I thought I'd try it out. Cool, huh?" Cecelia said, laughing. She was sort of nervous, as she always had been when she was being recorded.
"So, well. If anyone out there has watched any of my sisters' channels, you'll know that we recently moved into a new house, as my mother married once again. This new guy, will never replace my father. And his sons? They're alright. I mean, I haven't had any reason to hate them yet, so that's that.' Cecelia spoke the truth, fiddling around with a pencil as she thought about what to say.
"Yeah, so. As you can probably see from the room behind me, these people are loaded. You know, it's a huge change. I mean, going from my mother working as a maid, and me having to take care of our house and my sisters. This is huge. I'm kinda at a loss of what to do, because I'm usually doing laundry, or studying."
Cecelia was almost out of things to say, now. She smiled again, and started speaking once more.
"But, I guess I'm just wasting your time, rambling on. So, I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing, Youtubers! And, I guess if I get some positive feedback from this, I'll try this again. So, later." Cecelia said, right before shutting the webcam off.
Well, that probably turned out wierd. Oh well.. Cecelia thought insecurely, before opening up the internet, and logging into her Youtube account as:
'Beauvais_Trickster_09'
She posted the video, and then logged out. She was really bored.
'Cecelia Beauvais;;
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