| The Grace Estate | A Place To Call Our Own | Starting Soon

[Spirited.]

C L A Y T O N - J O N E S- - - - - - - - - - - - - -[male] [20] [no crush yet]
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[tagged: Cari Juniper]

When Clay received an invitation from Olivia to join him at the Grace Estate, he had hardly believed his luck. Out of the many people who had applied to room here, he had thought he did not stand a chance. Clearly, he had been very wrong, and this is exactly what he was thinking to himself as he walked up the lane of the sprawling estate. When Clay's blue eyes settled on the mansion that was to be his new home, he gave a low whistle. For a moment, he stood in the lane, one bag slung over his shoulder and the other in his hand, a stupid smile on his face as he took in the sight. "This," he said to himself. "Is going to be awesome."

Snapping out of it, he shouldered his bags once more and continued up the lane, eager to reach the estate. Knowing he was one of the six people arriving here today, Clay did a quick sweep of the grounds, checking to see if there was someone who might be able to show him around. He spotted a girl standing by the door who, from the looks of it, looked about as lost as he did. She kept pressing the doorbell and looking around as if looking for someone. And, boy, was she a looker. His flirtiest smile sliding onto his face, Clay approached her as quietly as he could. He found surprise attacks worked best on girls and, if he wanted to get better acquainted with this beauty, he would have to make sure to make a good first impression. Stopping a couple of steps behind her, he gave her a once over before addressing her. "Looking for someone, beautiful?"

[blackbird.]

M I K E . G E O R G E
age - 18 | the thoughtful one | with - Olivia
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Mike walked at a slow pace, observing the house. It wasn't that he was a slow walker, since he could walk and run quickly if he wanted to, but that was the pace at which Olivia was walking, and he didn't want to walk faster than her. He took in the sights of the whole place. It was huge, to say the least. He didn't come from a poor family and he lived in a relatively large house, but it was nothing compared to the mansion he was in. He could just imagine putting the description down on paper, describing the enormity of the place. He had taken a look at the bedrooms and he noted that he was sharing his with another (a boy, to his relief) whose name he had already forgotten. It had been a few minutes since he was given a tour of the whole mansion. He knew there were others girls as well. He hoped the others would be friendly and easy to get along with. He walked again, eyes taking in everything. Hw wasn't a talker and he would be silent if he had his way. But no, he was a guest. A paying guest, but a guests nonetheless."So," he said, clearing his throat. "This place...the mansion, I mean. How long has it been standing?" He observed that it looked rather antique, but not tearing apart at all.

[writingrules]

R y n H e r o n
age; Nineteen
nicknames; RJ, Ryan
status; Single, Crushing on Christina
location; In his car
feeling; Nervous
tagged; Christina
oc;

Ryn sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I guess you're right..." His voice trailed off as he pulled off the highway. He pulled a look of mock terror, "Just promise you won't forget the little people once you figure out what you want to do and get all rich and famous?" The boy bit his bottom lip, focusing. "Could you pull maps on your phone? I'm not quite sure where I'm going now we're off the highway."

[ferrarimaster]

Olivia's head turned to look at Mike as she walked slowly, showing him an array of things on a very brief tour. She wasn't initially up for giving a huge tour only to have to give one a second time, so decided to only show the boy around partially while waiting for the others. To be honest, Olivia knew her way forward backwards, and sideways around so some questions just genuinely weren't too tough to answer. She tried her best to give a very nice explanation of how all the arrangements were. "You like the place so far?' She asked him, her pale blue eyes showing glimpses of curiosity. After she got her question out, she answered his "Hmmm... to be completely honest with you, I missed out on those details,"The blonde gave a sheepish smile before talking again. "I mean I know, just not coming to mind right at this moment,"

[blackbird.]

M I K E . G E O R G E
age - 18 | the thoughtful one | with - Olivia
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Mike nodded and smiled, continuing to walk alongside Olivia. He made sure to keep his distance so he wouldn't be considered 'clingy', but he had to make sure he didn't wander off either, because he knew nothing about the place and if he were to lose his way, he'd take a rather long time to find his way back to the entrance, where his bags were left. He made a mental note to collect it later, and wondered when the rest were coming. He made it a habit to always be early, or at least on time. He tried never to be late. The aspiring writer glanced at Olivia with a smile and nodded. He noted what she said in response to her question, knowing it was unfair to her to answer each and every one if his questions, especially when they could be a little tricky. So he continued nodding as he looked around. 'Respond, stupid,' He mentally chided himself as he slunk back to his comfortable silence. "It's nice. This whole place, I like it. It may take a while for me to get my bearings, but I am thoroughly impressed with the place." He inwardly winced at the sound of his voice, and his words. He was just not used to talking, nor socialising. Perhaps being in this place, he'd learn how to.