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Post by maximus on May 23, 2012 22:24:37 GMT -5
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Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him --------------- ! )
On the plane Adele was nervous about seeing Viv for the first time in a long time. Also scared that Aiden will burn down the house. Adele was wearing a red plaid shirt, ripped skinny jeans, red toms, and her biological mom's necklace. Adele treasured it like her own child; she never knew her real mom. Her brown hair was don up into a pony tail. Her blue eyes were looking out into the clouds waiting patiently to land. Well, Adele was going to see her long lost friend Viv. They were best friends when they were little, but Adele had to move to California. They were going to the beach when she got to Miami.Adele loves the beach, the sand, the sun, what could be better? She was excited to get back to her home town, Miami.
School was finally over and Adele was on summer break at last. She's gonna miss all her friends back in Cali, but she was so excited to hang with Viv for the summer parent free. Finally the pilot called saying "Were going down for landing." He sounded like porky the pig on Adele's favorite show Looney Toones. The plane landed roughly. Adele got off the plane with her bags of clothes, makeup, and other needs. The sun was hot but she was used to that. Finally she was in Miami.
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Post by katalyst on May 24, 2012 11:17:23 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #d96a70 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] cos baby you're a firework Vivienne Fontaine's eyes snapped open, revealing light blue eyes. Sweat was dripping down her forehead and she was curled up into a ball. Not another nightmare... Her breath was coming in heavy gasps and her heart was racing. Calm down, she told herself mentally, rolling over to stare at the alarm clock sitting on her dresser. 6:38. It was time for Viv to get ready! Today, her best friend, Adele, would be headed to Miami. Vivienne, knowing that Adele was born here, wanted to see her friend before she got too busy into the movie. Aiden, Adele's brother, was supposed to be coming with her, but she wasn't entirely sure whether he would be coming or not. The last she heard, he was busy finishing up school things and sports. Classic Aiden. Good kid. Both of them were.
With her heart rate slowed down, Viv gave a heavy sigh and rolled out of bed, standing and stretching out like a cat waking up from a nap. Without hesitation, Vivienne pulled the covers back up over her bed, placing the pillow neatly on top. Manners and neatness came naturally to Vivienne, seeing as she came from a family of French heritage. Her family was mostly very neat and well behaved. The young girl yawned while she opened up the double doors of her closet, looking through the many clothes she'd brought from France or picked up at one of the hundreds of stores down here with the seemingly endless supply of money she had. Oh, the advantages of being a Fontaine. First, she put on her favorite bikini - a multicolored top and bottom with green, black, blue, yellow, white, and pink on it. Finally she settled on a shirt with palm trees on it that cut off above her belly button. She was skinny and going to the beach, so showing skin didn't bother her. Also, she chose a pair of dark, nearly black shorts with the pockets hanging out at the bottom. American clothes amused her.
Next, she slipped on some flip flops that were a light color of brown outlined in black. She also grabbed a pair of dark Aviators, her favorite brand of sunglasses. As she fumbled around in her room, she grabbed her phone and a couple of towels and shoved them in her "crazy cat lady" bag. She'd bought it just for this trip with Adele, as she knew that her friend hated cats with a passion. The thought of her face when she saw the bag hanging around Viv's shoulder made the French actress grin happily. Vivienne glanced back into her room one more time to make sure she didn't forget anything before heading to the bathroom. She put on a thick layer of eyeliner and some light white eyeshadow, glossing her lips with pink lip gloss before looking at her nails. She had painted them the night before a mixture of black and white. Crackle nails is what the Americans called them.
Smiling once more in the mirror, Viv ran a brush through her hair and decided she looked good enough. The young girl walked quickly into the living room, grabbing five hundred dollars from the table and heading out the door. Viv called a quick goodbye to her brothers and walked out, smiling as the glorious sun hit her face. It was warm and beautiful. Today showed promise of being a good day. What Vivienne had planned was for them to hang out at the beach for a while. Then, they would get lunch at one of the many crab shacks that were around there. After the sun rolled down behind the ocean and the stars came up, Viv would take Adele to the boardwalk, where they would shop and shop to their heart's content. Lastly, they would go to one of the many resturants in Miami and eat until they were completely stuffed. Sounded like a plan.
Finally, after about thirty minutes of walking, Viv found herself on the beach. The helicopter would land here just to drop off Adele. Amazing what a French Fontaine could do. After a few moments, she heard the sound of a helicopter in the distance, and let a grin touch her nearly perfect features. It landed within three minutes, and Viv watched as the many spinning arms of the helicopter pulled to a stop. The edges of her gloss covered lips pulled up into a smile, showing her straight white teeth. At last, Adele stepped out and Viv realized she looked a lot different than before. The last time they'd seen each other, Viv had been eight. Now, both thirteen, they were a lot different. Adele's long brown hair flowed down her shoulders, curling beautifully until it got down to her mid back, almost to her hips. She had a red plaid shirt on with blue ripped skinny jeans hugging her calves and thighs. The Toms covering her toes made Viv grin. Toms weren't very popular in France. The necklace around her neck made Vivienne think of the first time Adele explained that the necklace was her biological mother's. The poor girl...
Instantly, Vivienne kicked off her flip flops and ran straight for Adele, the sand slipping through her toes. "Adele!" she called, coming up on her and throwing her arms around her. "Jeez, I've missed you!" she grinned, stepping back from Adele. Her blue eyes couldn't help but peer around her and look to see if Aiden was with her. "Did Aiden come with you?" she asked, her eyes falling back on Adele. Her lips curved up into a smile as she began again. "Are you ready to swim? Girl, we're gunna have a partaaaay!" Viv told her enthusiastically, her French accent making the "partaaaay" part sound very strange. She'd heard a few Americans say it, she wanted to too. Viv grinned, grabbing Adele's arm and yanking her back to the spot she had picked out. "Come on!"
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Post by maximus on May 24, 2012 16:51:11 GMT -5
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Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him --------------- ! ) The heat was outrages. Adele was happy to see the sand and to be on solid ground again.She was also happy to be near to the ocean, so she can go swimming. Viv seemed to be so excited to see Adele and so was she. Adele was ready to swim. She had a swim suite under her clothes, she was prepared to dive in the fresh salty water. Her bikini was orange and strapless,it's her favorite one she has. Adele was ready to swim, she's a master at swimming. Adele is such a good swimer and a fast one also. She wondered if she was the only one going to the party, or what they were going to do at the party? Adele was happy to hang with Viv for the summer, and to party with her because she realy missed her best friend. Speaking of Viv her bag was ugly, very ugly. It was a cat bag, and Viv knew Adele hates cats, and it was an ugly color it should have been orange Adele's favorite color. Cats were gross. Adele finally replied. "Viv!" She screamed with excitment. "Me too!" "No he's at home."Adele says with a frown. "Dur I'm ready to go swimming! Sounds awesome!" Viv pulled Adele to her bag. "What are we going to do?" Adele asked. ¢¾ ¢¾ ¢¾ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO |
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