˩ιғɛ σи тнɛ яʋи{1D rp}{Closed}

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Ｋｅｓｔｅｒ Ｇｒｅｙ

{Clothes} {Song} {Feeling- "Forever Befuddled"} {Status- Alone...} {Location- My Home --> Da Club}

The scent of frozen vegetables lingers around me as i slide open the door of the freezer. Isle 7 houses the frozen goods, such as vegetables, fruits, and deep-fried meals. And i pull out a bag of mixed vegetables, perhaps it'd be good with some rice and teriyaki sauce? That sounds good enough i supposed, and i make my way to the cash register- all of the items already in my bag. Although the rice was a bit overpriced in my opinion. "Kester?" I turned my apathetic gaze in time to see a beautiful girl. She has wild layers of golden locks, and her deep blue gaze pierces mine while she speaks. "Hmph... I might as well go with you." Alright, now i'm confused. "W-what?" I can't help but stutter. Vesper is her name, and she is the queen of my senior class. When she speaks, everyone listens. When she walks, everyone follows. And when she breaths, everyone gasps. "Come with me to the night club- if there are two girls in the group, ya' get in free. Now come on." And before i can pay for my things, i've dropped them. The cashier is waving her fist at me, but Vesper hasn't stopped. And she's dragging my outside, and into her car. "Do you have a phone?" She asks me, and i shake my head. "N-no." She hands her own Droid to me then. "Call your Mom and tell her that you're going to be spending the night at my house tonight." I'm extremely befuddled- but i don't have the courage to ask what's going on. I'm too frightened. She sort of abducted me, and i don't understand why she's being so possessive all of a sudden. "Erm..."
"What?"
"Nevermind..." And i start to dial my Mom's number after i unlock the screen.
My Mother was quite shocked actually- when i called her. At least i thinks he was. She was more quiet, but that's not new... We don't talk much anyways. I've never been to a sleepover before- not anything like that. And i still don't understand why i've suddenly been dragged into a car to go to one of my school's most popular girl's house. "Vesper- i don't understand, what's going on?" She kind of sighed, and laughed too- which was odd for her.
"Tonight. There is a deal at the night club, that if two girls go together- then they can go in for free."
"B-but why me?"
"You were the first person i saw. Don't worry, there will be tons of other losers for you to talk to. My friends are coming too."
"But why didn't you ask them to be your second girl?"
"I don't know- i'm lazy. And you're coming to my house, so that i can dress you into something much more appropriate. Unless you have something worth wearing back at your own home?" Vesper eyed me as she drove, and i looked down at my hands guiltily.
"N-no..."
"That's what i thought." She said. And when we got to her home, i was brought to a walk-in closet with so many... clothes. I've never seen so much in my life. She has dresses of nearly every shade. Shoes of every shape, and jewelry of every make. And the make up- there's so much of it. How does she have the time to wear all of it? There are some items that i recognize, things that she wore at school once or twice. But nothing more then twice.
"Well... Pick something."
"What do you mean?" I ask curiously, turning to Vesper. But she only groans.
"Never mind- i'll do it. God knows you won't pick anything decent enough." And she brushes past me, looking through some of the outfit. Hming, and ahing, and then finally deciding that i will be wearing a dress. I feel like a Barbie doll, because Vesper keeps making me try on all these outfits. And it seems like it's been hours. "Here we go..." And i feel my shoulders droop with relief. She pulls out this purple dress, it's nearly neon purple with peacock-feather designs on the chest and hip. The dress falls to the mid-part of my thighs, and it feels frilly against my skin. "Now we just need to get you some shoes, maybe some jewelry- i could see a clutch bag. I'll do your make up."
Why is she being so nice to me all of a sudden?
"Don't just stand there! Put the dress on!" Nevermind. Well, after about another thirty minutes i have these golden heels on. And i have a black clutch bag. Vesper is scraping mascara and eyeliner against my silver eyes, a light pink blush and a small bit of lip gloss.
"Hm... Looks alright. I knew i could doll you up." Apparently i'm not aloud to wear my glasses tonight... That's sad. since my vision isn't all that great without them. "Now we just gotta fix your hair." I'm biting my lip but Vesper won't have that.
"You're gonna ruin your make up, now don't do that." And i stop immediately- is this how scary mothers are? Well she pulls out my ponytail with ease. Slippery and smooth, as she parts my hair one way on her bathroom counter. "Alright... I have an idea..."
Vesper turns on her wand, heating it up while she applies all of these products into my hair. "I can't believe you don't wear your hair down- and when it's down... You never even bother to show the world... Why is that?"
I just shrug and look away, "No one asked..." She's quiet for a moment.
"Whatever..." And she feels the wand very gently- before setting to work on my own dark curls. This doll- i am the doll - this doll feels so lifeless. I don't understand... Why Vesper would want me to come with her? I'm the loner... I'm the girl who doesn't have friends. The girl who doesn't want anyone's attention- i'm the burden... Vesper puts my hair up in this messy bun of curled hair then. And put a silver butterfly clip next to where the bun starts. It matches my own silver butterfly earrings. And Vesper is probably the first person to ever realize how much i love them. Because no matter what- she can take away my hoodie, my jeans, and my worn converse. But never my earrings. No matter how much i wish for the comfort of my previous clothing.
"Alright- we're done. I'll just throw something on, and we'll be outta here." Vesper says this- and she wasn't joking. She's already gorgeous, but when she came back i was astounded. Her hair was the same silky, golden milk. Her eyes the same deep, moving ocean. Her lips the same crimson. But she now wears a vibrant red- colored dress that ends at the beginnings of her perfectly-shaped thighs. And she's wearing these brilliant-red pumps. A black blazer in her hands and the keys to her car. "Let's go." Is all she says, as our heels clatter along the floor. Oh... I forgot- i can't walk in heels. And i have to try my best not to trip and stumble. Vesper stops for a moment as we're half way down the stairs and i'm clutching the handle with my legs pointed in awkward directions. Vesper has turned to me, and she's giving me this weird look. "What are you doing? You look like a crab." I look down at my legs, my knees are bent and i'm trying my best not to fall. "I-i can't walk in heels..."
"Save it-" She's cut me off again. But the way she does it, is like cutting silk with a blade.
"Just get in the car. Now- i can't promise a ride back, you might have to find your own way home. Got it?" I don't want to be burden, and so i just nod frantically.
"O-okay... I-it's fine..." And i just stumble down the stairs as quickly as i can...
It's about another hour before we've made it to the club. The flashing lights- the neon signs, and the scent of cigarettes and alcohol drone past me like a roller coaster ride. And i've never been in this part of the city before. Vesper is parking in the parking lot now, and i'm simply gazing out of the black-tinted windows- the stars are so beautiful tonight... It's a shame that i'll be missing them. And instead, when i look up- i'll see an array of dancing lights against a white ceiling. Perhaps the strobe lights could substitute for the stars? Vesper doesn't wait, she drags me out of the car, and practically cuts everyone who's in line. At first the security guard is glaring at her, pointing to the back of the line- but when he catches Vesper's gaze... He lets her right in. I can feel him raking my body as well- but i don't understand why? And i hold my breath as she enter the building- squeezing my eyes shut...

[g i n g e r.]

A S H T Y N :: W O O D E S

Where: just wandering around Who: nobody Crush: nobody Boyfriend: nah... Mood: bubbly & curious, but nervous Outfit: this

Okay, for one, Ashtyn had been dying all day to geto u of that house. She had been stuck in her new home the past three days setting up her room. No matter how much she wanted to get out, it was always, No! Go put some stuff up! or We're quite busy! No time for that! No Mara, in other words, it was that she didn't want to do all the work herself. Her version of work/ Be on conference calls all day while little Ashtyn sets up most of the house. Unpacking and stuff. So, finally, her British mum finally let her out for a night. Only to go back to work the next day most likely. But, trust me, she wasn't gonna protest. So, Ashtyn had gone out for a little night time stroll. A wad of cash in her back pocket, and her iPhone keeping it company. A soft song slipped from her lips, as she meandered down the sidewalk. No cars, just the show of some street dancers, and people with guitars or singing with a hat before them. That was a good idea.... But, Ashtyn wouldn't stoop that low. It was called get a job.

So, the Irish blond haired girl fiddled with the end of her floral strapless top, and softly sang, little mist of water leaving tiny droplets of water on her face. Like crystals on her soft skin. The song? Oh, nobody would know it, it was something she had written herself. And her voice was soft, not very loud. Just people within a four foot radius would most likely hear her. Which wasn't bad, since she was an excellent singer, no matter how much she denies it. Ashtyn ran her hand through her long beachy waves with a smile, her vibrant blue eyes as stunning as usual and watching around her. It was sort of eerie... the way there were barely any people, or cars. And she seemed to get the chills every time she peeked down a thin alleyway. But, only the creepy stuff happens in movies right? And the way the girl would get lost?

Nope.

Within a good fifteen minutes, Ashtyn nibbled her lower lip nervously, unsure of where she was at Just fantastic. This is what she gets for looking around, and not paying attention where she was going. Especially when she just moved here. Mara ha said something about moving from Bradford here because... well, she wouldn't tell her. It was only something about her owing somebody money? Couldn't be that bad, right? First she had to move from Wicklow, Ireland, to Bradford, England. Then move here? Within the past two years, she hasn't lived in one place for very long. Even better. On the bright side of everything, the raid had stopped, but it was muggy outside. Bad news? She was still lost. And it was getting creepier and creepier. She swore she could hear voices... and the scuffle of mice. It could be her imagination, right? And immediately, Ashtyn knew she wasn't in the most friendly part of town. If only, considering Ashtyn was a pretty social and friendly girl.

[radioactive.]

R E E S E

A smile sparked acrost her full light pink lips as she looked at Louis."I come here every now and then" she said moving slightly closer to Louis.Her fingers gentle twined and untwimed into eachother out of slight nervousness, but it wasent the fact that most people would think.Instead it was the way that guy stood and watched, sometimes his fingers flicking to the back pocket of his denim jeans as if he wanted to pull something out, and truely thats whats sent the chills down her spine.

{WB}

[g i n g e r.]

{Bump....}

[Wolfie♥Louis]

L O U I S

Mood: Curious and Joyful. Crush: None. Girlfriend: None.

Louis grinned and laughed "All the more reason to come back some time" he joked, his greenish blue eyes sparkling. He noticed she looked nervous, he wondered, with some pathetic little thought, if it was him making her nervous, Surely not he thought, I haven't said much, he looked apologetically at her, "Hey, my friend Liam is meeting me outside the club about now, you wanna come meet him with me?" he offered, wondering if maybe it was the clublights that made her nervous, some instinct told him that probably wasn't the case though. "He's fun" he finished, smiling and shrugging his shoulders
(WB ...)

[g i n g e r.]

A S H T Y N :: W O O D E S

Where: just wandering around Who: nobody Crush: nobody Boyfriend: nah... Mood: bubbly & curious, but nervous Outfit: this

Okay, for one, Ashtyn had been dying all day to geto u of that house. She had been stuck in her new home the past three days setting up her room. No matter how much she wanted to get out, it was always, No! Go put some stuff up! or We're quite busy! No time for that! No Mara, in other words, it was that she didn't want to do all the work herself. Her version of work/ Be on conference calls all day while little Ashtyn sets up most of the house. Unpacking and stuff. So, finally, her British mum finally let her out for a night. Only to go back to work the next day most likely. But, trust me, she wasn't gonna protest. So, Ashtyn had gone out for a little night time stroll. A wad of cash in her back pocket, and her iPhone keeping it company. A soft song slipped from her lips, as she meandered down the sidewalk. No cars, just the show of some street dancers, and people with guitars or singing with a hat before them. That was a good idea.... But, Ashtyn wouldn't stoop that low. It was called get a job.

So, the Irish blond haired girl fiddled with the end of her floral strapless top, and softly sang, little mist of water leaving tiny droplets of water on her face. Like crystals on her soft skin. The song? Oh, nobody would know it, it was something she had written herself. And her voice was soft, not very loud. Just people within a four foot radius would most likely hear her. Which wasn't bad, since she was an excellent singer, no matter how much she denies it. Ashtyn ran her hand through her long beachy waves with a smile, her vibrant blue eyes as stunning as usual and watching around her. It was sort of eerie... the way there were barely any people, or cars. And she seemed to get the chills every time she peeked down a thin alleyway. But, only the creepy stuff happens in movies right? And the way the girl would get lost?

Nope.

Within a good fifteen minutes, Ashtyn nibbled her lower lip nervously, unsure of where she was at Just fantastic. This is what she gets for looking around, and not paying attention where she was going. Especially when she just moved here. Mara ha said something about moving from Bradford here because... well, she wouldn't tell her. It was only something about her owing somebody money? Couldn't be that bad, right? First she had to move from Wicklow, Ireland, to Bradford, England. Then move here? Within the past two years, she hasn't lived in one place for very long. Even better. On the bright side of everything, the raid had stopped, but it was muggy outside. Bad news? She was still lost. And it was getting creepier and creepier. She swore she could hear voices... and the scuffle of mice. It could be her imagination, right? And immediately, Ashtyn knew she wasn't in the most friendly part of town. If only, considering Ashtyn was a pretty social and friendly girl.

{More people need to post >.<}

[l i o n.]

((sorry but I'm dropping out

[g i n g e r.]

{:c}

[sushii]

Ill be posting with Nialler very soon tonight. ^^ (: ]]

[sushii]

Where can Nialler jump in?)