[[ ＳＮＡＰＳＨＯＴ. ]] ᴏɴᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ.

[breeze']

☯ ℳι¢кєу☯

ƒєєℓιηg; happy and carefree.
ωнєяє; outside.
ωιтн; friends.
ιη ℓσνє; nobody.

Mickey felt hot under the collar; her neck suddenly felt allot more hot than it did just a second a go. Her whole body structure had changed she felt like she could w.i.p "..." ... "..."... "..."

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[breeze']

up. Louis posts are up.

[just'marley]

>>Mackenzie<<
»Sometimes, I've believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast.«
{{Ѧσσ∂; Hyper/Sorta tired Ɯнɛяɛ; Outside Ƭαℓκιиɢ тσ; The girls Ɯɛαяιиɢ; x}}





Mᴀᴄᴋᴇɴᴢɪᴇ Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ Jᴏɴᴇs

Kenzie ‡ 17 ‡ Rebel
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Kenzie felt her cheeks flare up once she realized what a stupid question she had asked. Even in the week she knew them, it seemed they all had the same obsession she did... Her cheeks only seemed to glow brighter at the thought of the boys. Even though she probably never had a chance with them, even the pictures made her get butterflies and giggle... which she never did. It made her feel girly, and prissy, and weak. Mackenzie wasn't neccesarily a very 'pink' girl, so to say. More black and blue, neon colors, etc. So whenever she seemed to get fangirly over the band, it just felt so wrong... which felt so right. Giving a small shrug, she looked at Mickey and Tori with a small smile. A small smirk tugged at her lips at the two's girlmance, which was being stared at. Was it obvious that these 6 were the same 6 that had met the boys only a week ago? It had to be... They looked like the girls from the picture, had the same loud personality, there were 6, etc. The short girl stroked her plastic pedophile mustache thoughtfully, looking around at the others. Obviously if you dressed up like the boys, you aren't the same ones who proved to be absolutely insane. They had worn baggy clothing, boy things, mustaches, and other stupid stuff. Not necessarily striped shirts and red polos. Her light eyes traveled around the room to a group of 6 who seemed to be already staring back at her. Mackenzie couldn't help but scrunch her nose up in annoyance, as they did the same. Giving a small huff, she turned around back to her newest group of misfits.

With a raised eyebrow, the grey eyes belonging to Mackenzie swept over Mickey uncomfortably as she answered her phone. Immediately the short girl became a bit timid, her body tensing as the girl's face seemed to blush and redden. Didn't Mickey say something about her family...? She knew some, but not enough to say anything. So, Kenzie just stood there, trying not to seem as nervous as she really was for her. Um... Once Mickey hung up, the small girl simply blinked and forced a smile in reply before turning her attention back to zoning out. What to do... What to do... But, if I do... It's you, oh it's you... they add up to... The small hum of lyrics responded to the taller brunette, shifting her weight as the cords of music strung itself in her head. Oh, gosh... She needed to play... A small lust for her playing an instrument began to form, getting her a bit agitated when she had nothing to do with her fingers. Balling her hands into fists, she released the tensed grip on nothing and began to tap them against her jeans boredly to give into the craving. Not yet the same, but at least close...

[enigma.]

Lanie Crystal Hills||The Nerd

Action; sitting/laughing
Mood; enlightened
With; the girls

-Laughing, talking, giggling, good old fun. Things even she had done before getting so serious about school work. Sure, she loved singing, but she couldn't find herself doing it as an actual career. And while most girls could she had different plans. When others dreamed of stardom and fame she dreamed of a different one, one as a neurosurgeon. Yes, she wanted to do surgery on brains, as well as study the human mind. She was weird that way. She was just Lanie though. She didn't exactly care! She shook the thoughts off, nothing was going to ruin this fun! Standing in line with five girls she had connected with so tightly through the love of a band! Who would have guessed? Sure they had other things in common, but that was the one thing that had tied them together, as well as a love for music.
-She glanced up as a song blasted from Mickey's phone, a very familiar one by the name of Live While We're Young by a certain One Directions. She giggled softly at the song. [color=#e0798f]"Oh I love that song!" She said excitedly, wiggling in the too large clothes. She pulled her arms in, making herself warmer then she had previously been. But not before she caught the almost trouble look in Mickey's eyes. She watched the girl worriedly, wondering what it could be. But she wasn't one to ask it straight out. She knew sometimes it didn't help, that sometimes just a look that said you cared could help. But after Mickey seemed to push it away so did she, returning to her light-hearted attitude. She jumped up, coming back down with her legs parted in a wide squat position. She began throwing her shoulders back and forth, attacking Mackenzie with her sleeveless arms. "Die evil turtle! Die!" She exclaimed bravely. She furiously attacked Mackenzie for a few moments, completely determined to kill the so called 'evil turtle'. After a moment she suddenly stopped, returning to a normal standing position. "And for the record Tori, you make a very good horse. And d-mn sexy!" She said, drawing out the last words like a man. And while doing so she bent at the knees, once again doing a squat. She was in far too good of a mood, and had had multiple cups of coffee this morning. She had at least four, which was never good for her. When it came to only one she was all good, anymore and the levels of danger slowly climbed.[/color]

[winterwonderland.]

❄ ȶ օ ɾ ɨ ❄

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: light-hearted, a bit down
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: outside
ᴡɪᴛʜ: friends
ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ: single
ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ: a baggy sweater, a plaid
shirt, jeans, boots, a black hat,
and a mustache

Tori listened to her friend go through the One Direction relationships. Hearing Mickey passionately rambling on, Tori thought it was somehow a good thing. It was beyond impossible, but perhaps, just perhaps, one of them might fall for her friends. With a little drama and bumps along the way, she wanted her friends to be happy. Besides, the relationships that took hard work were the ones worth fighting for. As these thoughts ran through her mind, Tori realized she was being selfish. When you actually thought about it, it was quite tragic for the boys, but they always seemed to be able make a joke out of everything. It's almost like it was a talent to break out into laughter when things got awkward, and Tori reminded that. However, the boys were still human beings, hurting and deep inside probably crying, so she felt sympathetic toward them. "Yeah, it's quite sad... So is the song, but it's lovely. The lyrics are beautiful and poetic, if you must. And the voices? A work of art; simply amazing," she remarked with a hint of subtle melancholy. On the other hand, her gloominess almost instantly faded when she noticed how close they were. Tori had given so much attention to her entertaining friends she did not even notice how close they were until Mickey seemed to buzz with excitement. Perhaps, the brunette was on a sugar rush? Unfortunately, once thrilled Mickey's shoulders suddenly fell, and Tori could almost feel her dear friend's world crashing. Then, she heard the voice; it echoed through Tori's ear, and she could not even imagine how it would affect Mickey, the only one who would understand it. Tori opened her mouth to ask about it, but she was cut off by the melody of Mickey's gleeful voice saying "wrong number." Knowing Mickey for so long, Tori knew it was a lie. A big one.

"You okay?" Tori asked gingerly, but she realized those were not the right words to say as soon as she finished her question. Whenever someone asked the secretive brunnette that, a quick "fine" was responded before moving on and nonchalantly continuing life. Carefully choosing her words now, she asked, "Do you want to stay at my house tonight?" Alright, it was not carefully thought out. In fact, Tori unconsciously blurted it out without thinking it through. She had no idea why she invited Mickey over. Mickey had a home, and her friend usually slept there, of course. However, Tori almost felt like she wanted her friend by her side there for one night. Maybe to ask what was troubling her or something else only her instincts knew about. On the other hand, Tori could see the road the conversation was heading down, and it was not the paradise with lollipops and rainbows. No, it was dark and sister like anything bad could happen but no radiant sunshine could find its through the shadow covered towering trees. Hoping to off track in another direction, Tori sung loudly with a glowing grin, "I'm in love with you and all these little things!"

{ listened to little things for at least a half hour... i'm addicted. :p }

[breeze']

I have a big problem; instead of quoting my last post I edited it... So now Louis and my previous Mickey post have gone! Did everybody know the content or do I have to write it up...

Louis in quick was;; he replied to Josh and was upset about Eleanor cheating on him...

[cheetah;]

{ I will post soon, just let me work on it.

[winterwonderland.]

{ red, it's alright. i do that all the time. unfortunately, i frogot to post for harry, so i did not read louis' post. xc but we can just go along with it. and i will probably post for after someone puts up their post for the guys. }

[just'marley]

>>I remember Mickey answering the phone and her face turning red at the fact she answered it with trembling brands on accident. Her father was screaming, but only Tori could hear it... So she hung up. She gave a fake smile and something else... I do remember a bit of exact (or close) words you used, but I'm on my phone.
As for Louis he was laughing about Josh or something, then leaned into Harry for a bromance thingy, and said something like... "I miss her, Haz." I dunno, something like that. c;

[winterwonderland.]

{ thanks, marley. cx i'll get my reply up when someone posts. }