"you don't know what i'm capable of, you don't know what i've done."

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i wanted a new start so yeahhh, new account. i'll still be participating in the roleplays i've joined.

whoo first doll ever, i'm actually really proud of it, kay. don't rain on my parade D<<
http://www.polyvore.com/elegance_grace/group.show?id=117302
 
a foggy day (in london town) // michael buble
[ can i just unffff. ]
 
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{Harlie Blackburn}
Age:18
Inheritance: 800 pounds
The prince regent has invited Harlie Blackburn to stay at Brighton as his own personal guest. He heard her sing at the opera house in London and he knew he could not live without her voice. Harlie is a very independent girl and has been on her own since the age of 15. She knows very little about her parents and she is determined to make a life for herself without the help of any man but she is not afraid to use them to get what she wants. She gladly accepted the prince's request to stay at Brighton. When she is not performing Operettas for the enjoyment of the court, she will surely be catching the eyes of many gentlemen including his royal highness...
Model:
Taken by:
 
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harlie blackburn, e&g;
royal opera house: covenant gardens.
 
There were rumors circulating that his HIghness, the Prince Regent was in the adience tonight. I wasn't overly bothered by this though, he had been here numerous times before. I was used to the younger, less experienced singers to be frightened or to be over-joyed and determined to catch dear old George IV's attention, which they normally did by tripping and falling flat on their face. My maid was busy chattering away about how exciting it was to have him here yet again and saying something about what if he had taken an interest in me. I stifled a laugh at that. The prince interested in me, that idea was ridiculous. I was an poor orphaned girl, the only thing that would possibly set me apart from all the ladies swarming after him would be my voice.
 
With a glance in the mirror, I stood, straightening my costume as I did so. NOT DONE. SORRY, STUFF IS HAPPENING IN RL
 
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Why should you be chosen?
god i hate questions like these. uhm, i should be chosen because harlie's character has been starng at me since you guys put her up and i've been debating about trying out and finally when this doll turned out right i decided why not, you know.

What are you top five character choices?
harlie. harlie. harlie. harlie. rebecca.

What are your top three model choices?
masha novoselova. anna ardenhorst. I'LL GET BACK TO YOU ON A THIRD.

What is your favorite Jane Austen Quote?
"Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised, or a little mistaken."

i like thiss for some odd reason.
 
now i'm that b.itch // livvi franc
 
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well this was going to be used for an audition but i'm overloading myself and i know it, so i'll stop this time. either way you should join this lovely group, it's sure to be fun. http://www.polyvore.com/west_coast_beauties_wcb/group.show?id=117896

i actually quite like this a lot. idk.
http://www.polyvore.com/all_shook_up_asu/group.show?id=116585
 
(you're the) devil in disguise // elvis [ f.ucking ] presley
i had tooo, it's perfect <3
 
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Josephine “Jo” Peterson
18, Senior
Likes: cigarettes, motorcycles, living on the edge
Dislikes: the “popuar” crowd- most especially Maggie and Darlene, poodle skirts
As leader of the girl-gang the Rubies (Think Rizzo of the Pink Ladies), Jo isn’t one to mess with. She talks tough, and she’s got the cred to back it up. On top of that, Jo is one of the smartest people at Roosevelt- even if her grades don’t necessarily show it. Even with all the classes she skips and the homework she doesn’t do, Jo still manages a B-average.
Relationship to other characters: Head of the Rubies
Recommended model: Bambi Northwood-Blythe
OPEN
 
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MODEL NOTE; so i loved the 2010 guess fall campagin, i felt like it was perfect so i have elsa hosk in my set and that's who i'd love to use. if not feel free to let me know.
 
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1) Introduce yourself. Tell us what you like to do, who you like to do it with, etcetera. What’s your favorite color? Favorite food? Really, the possibility held by the white space below this is endless.
 
"Hah, everyone knows my name but I suppose if you need a refresher I'll tell you. I'm Jo, never Josephine, never anything else. You stay out of my way and you don't get f.ucked up. Everyone knows how this works, I'm on top of the baddest clique in the history of Roosevelt and people stay out of the way if they know what's good for them."

2) How do you think other people see you or how do you want them to see you?
 
"F.uck other people and f.uck what they want to think. I don't care how they see me, I don't give a f.uck about what they think about me. As long as they know not to get in the way, they'll be fine."

3) How do you see your peers? Who do you like? Who don’t you like? (And don’t be afraid to get catty, people- I love drama.)
 
"I have my Rubies and the Jaguars and that's all I need. You're so behind on the times, you expect to survive, you'll need to work on staying up to date and staying out of my business."

4) Anything else you’d like to include.
 
"Nothing, sorry babe."

5) Do you have any last words for my readers? Or for me?
 
"Watch your back, we don't like people intruding on our territory."

idk about thisss. and her dance outfit is behind the sett, yeah. oh and sorry for the inactivity, my bad.
http://www.polyvore.com/ateliers_du_ballet_adb/group.show?id=116608
 
yes i'm a dorkkk but hushh
the second star to the right // walt disney's peter pan
 
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tuesday, 1st
we're all hired to be extras in the family-friendly version of 'peter pan' which is gonna be set up at the paris opera. ethan james is your main choreographer on this. so meet up for the first round of practice in the studio!
 
STORY COMG IN SHORTLY.

i actually really like this settt.
http://www.polyvore.com/make-out_kids_mok/group.show?id=116609
 
this song is dirty deal with it, kay.
how many licks // lil kim
 
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[ so i've decided to start some drama, s.hit's gonna go down brahh, be ready. so i guess this is your warning, read at your own risk lol ]
UGH! i keep getting my days mixed up. why i thought it was friday i couldn't tell you >.<
 
The Dior show was today but I had no intention of going. I had better plas and they happened to be happening across the street. Sometimes I loved that the guys had bought the penthouse across the street. It was so convient. A smirk graced my lips as I strutted across the street in Wrex's favorite heels. He loved when I wore them for whatever reason and s.hit I wasn't going to complain. The heels were s.exy.
 
Riding up to the penthouse, I tapped my foot impatiently. I wanted to get to him already. As the door's dinged, I shasayed out of the elevator with a smile on my face. I saw Dex sitting on one of the couches and I grinned. I was in one of my rare good moods.
 
Going up to him, I plopped down beside him for a minute. "Dexxxx" I cooed to him with a silly smile on my face. His face was not what I had expected. He looked... afraid, kind of like he was panicking. "Oh shit, Axelle," he whispered, his eyes darting toward Wrex's door. I narrowed my eyes in return. That was never a good sign. Sometimes I wondered how innocent little Dex had wound up with Wrex, who was very not innocent. A scowl on my face, I strode over to Wrex's door where I could vaguely hear a feminine moan. I turned back towards Dex.
 
"Really?" I spat at him, anger already flowing through me. Dex just nodded rather shamefully. Not that it was Dex's fault. I would never dream of blaming Dex for Wrex's f.uck ups. Wrex was so dead. Shoving the door open, I caught Wrex in bed with not one but two girls. Both beach blonde and fake. Totally the opposite of me. I glared at both of them, then shifted my glare to Wrex. One of the barbie w.hores looked at me with wide eyes. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed in an overly preppy voice that grated on my eardrums. What Wrex saw in any of the s.luts he f.ucked was beyond me. Wrex rolled towards the door and groaned. "F.uck, Axelle," he muttered.
 
"Having fun?" I retorted scathingly. I could not believe him, he was ridiculous. I was about ready to c.astrate him. It seemed like a brillant idea. "This is the last time, Wrex," I hissed at him and I turned on my heel, slamming the door behind me. He didn't even bother coming after me. He knew now was not the time, it wasn't like we hadn't done this so many times before. However, I had never retaliated before and he was going to be sorry.
 
Approaching Dex, I grabbed his hand and a slight look of fear flashed across his face. "It's okay, Dex," I whispered to him before pulling him into a soft kiss. He kissed back, not that I was surprised. I always thought he might have had a small crush on me. Well, he at least wanted to f.uck me. "Come on, " I purred, pulling him into his room and slamming the door shut. Oh, yes. Wrex was going to be sorry.
 
[ kayy it's not very long or very good but what do you guys thinkk ]

ehhh, it's kinda messy. idk.
http://www.polyvore.com/sex_love_paradise/group.show?id=116879
 
naturally // selena gomez & the scene
 
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Harper McDowell
20
Harper and her family were the first ones on the island and built the only hotel. Once everything started running smoothly her parents left her and her older brother Logan to run things. The thing is she hates the hotel business. She would rather be out surfing the stuck in doors. Harper and her boyfriend Caden have been secretly dating for two months because of Logan hating Caden for a reason Caden wont tell her.
Secretly dating Caden
Andi Muise
OPEN
 
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The sun was blinding as I stepped out of my quaint little house. Coffee mug in one hand, surf board in the other I was quite ready for my day at the beach. I was going to be spending the day surfing and Logan was not going to say one thing about it otherwise he would be getting chewed out. Really, Logan was simply beyond annoying sometimes. I hated the hotel, I hated the business and if I could have my way I'd probably be living in some shack close to the beach. As it was, I compromised for the little house I was currently living in. I was not going to live in that stuffy hotel.
 
Loading my surf board into the back of my jeep, I climbed in and was off towards the beach. All the local surfers were already there with the exception of Caden but he was probably just trying to get the diner up and running so I wasn't overly concerned, he'd be here later.
 
Pulling my board and wet suit out of the back, I pulled on the wet suit slowly. Tossing my jean shorts into the back with my bag, I headed for the water.
 
I was greeted by most of the other surfers as I joined them in the water. It looked as though the swells were going to be good today and I smiled excitedly.
 
Hanging aroud for a few waves, I finally went back to the beach lookimg for Caden. Peeling off the wet suit, I plopped into the sand. Leaning back on my elbows, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sun until a shadow loomed over me. I openned my eyes to protest until i saw Caden's face. "Hey, babe, started without me I see," he chuckled. I grinned cheekily at him before rising to my feet.
 
"You know I get impatient," I replied with a smile and he nodded. We knew a good bit about each other even if we weren't supposed to. Leaning into him, I wrapped my arms around his neck and he pulled me closer. Planting a kiss on my lips, he let his tongue snake into my mouth. We stayed like that until some of the other surfers began cat calls and other comments. Pulling away, I grinned. "Well let's get going," I said, before pulling my wet suit back over my body.
 
"Race you," he told me and I agreed before taking off for the water. He let me win, of course but I still felt the need to rub it in. This day was starting off perfectly.
 
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TOP THREE;
harper.
teagan.
eva.

this took me a really long time. i don't know why. it's kinda ehhh.
http://www.polyvore.com/beginning_everything_harry_potter_roleplay/group.show?id=116002
 
mad world // gary jules
 
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MALFOY, CASSANDRA ‘CASSIA’
AGE; sixteen
YEAR; sixth
HOUSE; slytherin
BLOODLINE; pure
BIOGRAPHY; cassia’s father is the second highest official in the ministry. she’s been treated like a princess her whole life because of it. it seems to most girls that everything in her life if perfect, which is exactly what she them to see – perfect looks, loads of money, and an easy life. in truth, her life is anything but. whereas under some circumstances she would be nice, cassia has been pressured into being the ‘it’ girl. her mother is actually a french prostitute, and her dad se’xually abused her. she hates having to go back home. but for school, she has to be the girl with the perfect everything. she has to be the girl that everyone else wants to be…evil has to be her lifestyle.
RELATIONSHIP STATUS; cassandra has always had some boy following her around, but she’s never really dated anyone. commitment isn’t her image, and everything is image for her. her life is complicated, and her relationship status is no less. she’s with who she wants to be with when she wants to be with them.
MODEL; candice swanepoel (or maybe erin heatherton)
OPEN/TAKEN; »bella ayy
WAND; ebony, unicorn tail hair, 11 1/2", pliable.
PATRONUS FORM; a unicorn.
PATRONUS MEMORY; leaving for hogwarts, being free.
BOGGART; her father.
DEMENTOR (worst memory); the first time her father attacked her.
MIRROR OF ERISED (biggest dream); to become something for herself not because of her name.
 
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He was coming closer, I shrank back into the sheets. "No... daddy, please," I whimpered. He just smiled at me. As he reached my bed, he cupped my chin. "It's okay, sweetie. My dear sweet Cassia," he crooned to me. I cringed, trying to shrink away from his touch. Closing my eyes, I felt his hand travel down my body and I braced myself for what I knew was coming.
 
With a gasp, I was jerked out of my sleep. Sitting up, I looked around. I was in my dormitory at Hogwarts. My father was no where near me. It was just a dream. Well, it was a little more than a dream but I didn't want to think about that. I was Cassia Malfoy, my life was supposedly perfect. I was gorgeous, I had everything I could ever want, my father was a huge part of the ministry and I was envied by all. How I wish that was true. My life was far from perfect but no one knew that. No one knew that I woke up in cold sweats, having nightmares about what my father had done to me. A shudder passed through my body as I took a deep breath.
 
Shaking myself out of my stupor, I climbed out of my bed. I sorted through my clothes grabbing my school uniform, the black skirt, (perhaps a little shorter than it should be), the white blouse (maybe a little too low cut), a black vest, and my tuxedo stockings. Yes, maybe i had tweaked the uniform to my liking, but I was never remprimanded for it. I was the girl who could get away with murder and I enjoyed pushing my limits to the max.
 
I pranced towards the Great Hall knowing that I had eyes on me all the way. As I slid into my seat, I smirked at my friend Peter. "Hey babe," I purred to him as he grinned stupidly back at me. With a flick of my hair, I looked towards the food that had magically appeared on the table. Today was going to be a long day.
 
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TOP FIVE (not including cassia);
one. Quinne Weasley // Slytherin - Anna Arendshorst
two. Anastasia Romanov // Gryffindor - Anna Arendshorst
three. Nevaeh Weed // Slytherin - not sure.
four. Isla Young // Ravenclaw - Emily Didonato ?
five. Anaxandra Jackson // Slytherin - Kaya Scodelario

ehh i dun like this >.<
http://www.polyvore.com/make-out_kids_mok/group.show?id=116609
 
modern swinger // the pink spiders
 
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-Tuesday Feb 15th - Astrid and Gregor are having the opening of their joint gallery exhibit at the girl's brand new studio, which they have dubbed 'MUSEUM'. The entirety of the 'Make-Out Kids' will be there and it will be the first time they have met in a while due to people having been on tour, modeling, etc. Dress is cocktail required, and after the showing the gang is going out to a local celebrity hot-spot called, 'Club Opera'. The paparazzi will be standing by the whole night waiting to see if any drama ensues.
 
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A pair of arms wrapped around me from behind and I smiled slightly. Glancing back, I kissed Wrex softly then pulled away to grab my dress off the bed. He smirked at me and I rolled my eyes. Within seconds, I was pinned againist the wall with Wrex kissing me roughly. I opened my mouth and let his tongue enter, mine fighting his. My arms came up and wrapped around his neck as he pressed closer. When I moaned, he pulled away. I glared at him. "A.sshole," I muttered and he chuckled. Of course, he would stop now and then laugh at me when I wanted more.
 
"Sorry, babe, we gotta go to the opening," he told me, pressing another kiss to my lips.
 
I frowned at him and shook my head. We didn't technically have to go. Sure, maybe we were supposed to be there but at the moment I much rather stay in the room with Wrex. "We don't have to go," I whispered to him and he pulled away completely.
 
"We have to go support Astrid," he responded, while watching me pull on my dress reluctantly.
 
Stupid b.itch. I hated the fact that they were such good friends, it was irritating. "And Gregor," I reminded him with a frown. This was about both of them, not just Astrid but of course Wrex wouldn't care about him. And just like I thought, Wrex just shrugged a whatever, before pulling me into another kiss.
 
"Axelle, are you rea-"
 
Glancing up, I saw Leah standing there. I smirked and noded. She looked slightly nauseated and completely disgusted. Grabbing Wrex's hair, I forced my tongue into his mouth, just to make her more uncomfortable. Wrex chcuckled into my lips and pulled away. He knew exactly what was up.
 
Grabbing my clutch and Wrex's hand, I pulled him out of the room and to the elevator's. As the doors closed behind us, I kissed him once again.
 
As we entered the gallery, cameras started to flash. Of course, the paps loved me and Wrex, whether we were together or not. Apparently we were a big deal. Wrex's arm snaked around my waist and I looked up at him with a smile. Might as well get a cute picture in the rags, yeah? As soon as we were away from the cameras Wrex released me and went off in search of Astrid. I frowned. Whatever. Snagging a glass of wine, I went to find Gregor.
 
My eyes landed on him and I sauntered up to him. "Fabulous show, darling" I purred to him. He grinned at me.
 
"Thanks, Axelle," he replied, knowing full well what I was up to. Wrex and I were notorious for making each other jealous and getting into huge overblown over publicized fights. Leaning up, I kissed him on the cheek before smirking and walking away.
 
Just like that, Wrex was back at my side, dragging me along to go see her beloved Astrid. I groaned silently, I didn't like the girl. Emptying my first glass, I grabbed another and sipped it as we approached. Vaguely, I heard the chatter of Astrid and her little posse because Astrid was just so great. I rolled my eyes as I heard Wrex compliment her on an amazing show. Whatever. I pasted a smile on my face, hoping that would be enough. When Wrex nudged me in the ribs, I shot a glare at him and sighed.
 
"Yes, simply... Riveting..." I muttered, raising my glass to my lips and taking a long sip. My eyes were busy shooting a death glare at Wrex, he would pay for this.
 
Astrid's voice whipped through my dark thoughts. The only part I actually heard was the part about Opera. I smiled and nodded. "Best idea I've heard all night," I exclaimed, finishing the rest of my wine in one gulp.
 
More cameras, more acting. The flashes went off and Wrex and I grinned and beared it. We were used to it, playing nice even if we wanted to rip into each other. Our publicists were never very happy to hear about our public fights even though they happened quite often.
 
We were led to the VIP lounge and Wrex and I both got ourselves drinks before heading out into the main area of the club. We were never ones to hang out in the VIP area for long. At the bar, we ordered shots and even though everyone knew who we were no one questioned us drinking. Downing shot after shot of tequila, I smilled lazily at Wrex. I was beginning to feel my buzz kicking in. Grabbing Wrex's hand, I dragged him out to the dance floor where we joined the people grinding.
 
Turning to face him, I gave him a kiss before telling him I was going to get a drink. He nodded and I left him there to order a margarita. As I weaved my way back through the crowd, I saw Wrex and smirked until I noticed that he had another girl on him and their lips were inches away from each other. Making my way up to them, I saw Wrex step back as he notcied the look in my eyes. Our eyes locked and held which had the girl turning around confused. When she saw me, slight recogniction flashed through her eyes. As I reached them, the contents of my glass went over Wrex's head and I backhanded the s.lut who was trying to make a move on my guy. Wrex started to talk to me about it but I just raised my middle finger to him before grabbing the h.oe by the hair and whipping her around, my eyes flashing dangerously.
 
Yanking her to me, the girl started to whimper and I smirked. "You'll pay for this, you dumb w.hore," I hissed at her, completely ignoring Wrex's yells behind me. The girl started to struggle out of my grip and was reaching for my hair when I was suddenly yanked away. I protested and struggled and kicked but somehow they still managed to get me outside. Whipping around, I saw Astrid and I glared at her.
 
Pulling myself away, I gave Wrex a look. He should have known better. "Get your f.ucking hands off me, you prissy little b.itch," I spat at her, hating her all the more.
 
Astrid stiffened and I smirked at her as her and Wrex argued about what to do with me. Honestly, I was about ready to walk away myself and let Wrex deal with that stupid b.itch, however, the paparrazi was swarming and I couldn't find myself an easy way out. That's when I heard Wrex yelling at Astrid, saying he didn't want anything to do with me.
 
Drawing myself up, I shot him a withering glance. "You have the f.ucking nerve to say that. You were practically making out with that f.ucking w.hore in there," I hissed at him and he had the decency to look a little guilty. I moved towards him ready to smack the smirk off his face when I was shoved aside by none other than the prissy little b.itch herself.
 
"Get the f.uck away from me, this isn't any of your f.ucking business," I shrieked at her, staring her down. She returned the glare and had the nerve to tell me what to do. Who the f.uck did she think she was, my mother? I scoffed at her before lunging forward.
 
"Don't you ever f.ucking talk to me like that," I screeched at her, ready to claw her eyes out. The only thing that stopped me was Wrex and I struggled againist him. He pulled me towards him and told Astrid he was going to take me home. Hah, as if. Astrid said something else and I shot her a glance. "You are so f.ucking lucky, b.itch," I managed to get out before Wrex pulled me away.
 
I jerked my arm out of his grasp and turned to face him. He just looked at me, like he had donenothing wrong like he hadn't been almost making out with some w.hore on the dance floor of the club. "I f.ucking hate you," I told him, spinning on my heel and strutting away from. I glanced once over my shoulder to make sure he wasn't following me. He wasn't, he was just standing there, quite dumbly. Well at least that's what I thought, until I ran into someone else. And it was just my luck that that person would be Dexter. I flashed him a charming smile. "Hi Dex, I think Wrex might need you," I said, tilting my head to the side. He just shook his head and grabbed my hand. He led me back to Wrex and told us both he had called a cab.
 
When the cab driver pulled up, Wrex climbed in first but I reached up and kissed Dex's cheek. "Thank you," I whispered to him before sliding in next to Wrex.
 
As we pulled up to my building, we both got out and Wrex paid the driver. He shot me a look and then followed me inside. Once in the elevators, he pushed me againist one of the walls and kissed me hard. This is what always happened. I wasn't going to complain. We were like that Katy Perry song. 'We fight we break up, we kiss we make up." As the elevator opened, I pulled Wrex into my room. We were obviously going to be there the rest of the night.
 
[okay first ever story on polyvore! it's done finally, i hope you guys think it's okay.]

i actually like this. [ mok intro for axelle ]
http://www.polyvore.com/make-out_kids_mok/group.show?id=116609
 
she's always a woman // billy joel
 
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NAME: Axelle Devereux
AGE: 18
HOMETOWN: Paris, France
PROFESSION: Rock Musician – Lead Vocalist & Keyboard
ABOUT: Axelle is the epitome of the saying ‘sex, drugs, and rock n’ roll’. Axelle grew up in a poor area just outside Paris. Her dad walked out on her when she was only three, and her mother was an alcoholic. Axelle’s music was her only release and when she was sixteen she ran away to LA to find an escape. When she arrived she got a band together and a year later Astrid introduced her to an Epitaph Record exec. she had met at a gallery showing. Axelle is now a household name, but maybe for the wrong reasons. She is a talented musician, but her constant troubles are what get her in the news. Substance abuse, violence, crazy partying, and a turbulent on again, off again relationship with Wrex Savage give her the glamorous drama filled life people cannot get enough of.
MODEL: Coco Rocha
TAKEN BY: bella
 
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[ intro using axelle, wrex and dexter. ]
 
As I flopped onto the couch, I sighed dramatically. Wrex and Dexter grinned at me. "Guys," I whined and they bursted out into laughter. I had the goody two shoes roommate and I didn't think we were going to get along very well. I was kind of b.itchy and from what I heard of... Leslie, Lola, something with an L... was she was a bit of snob. Fabulous. I saw myself spending a lot of time across the street with Wrex and Dexter instead of in my own place because I didn't even want to deal with a snobby little b.itch.
 
Wrex came and sat beside me and I snuggled up to him. "You'll be fine," he whispered to me, knowing exactly what I was thinking. I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "At least you're living with your best friend," I retorted and just smirked at me. That set off my temper. Pulling away from him, I glared while he chuckled. He was such an a.sshole sometimes, I really wondered why I put up with him. "F.uck you," I muttered while moving towards Dexter. "You may need to keep a better eye on him," I told him, refering to Wrex.
 
Turning around, I smirked at Wrex, knowing he heard me. And that's why my back was againist the wall in two seconds. "Watch yourself, babe," he growled at me.
 
"Or what?" I purred back. His answer was a rough kiss that left me wanting more. He pulled away and smirked at me.
 
"A.sshole," I mumbled, leaning againist the wall.
 
As he leaned back in, I heard footsteps and assumed it was Dexter leaving. "Play nice kids," he called as he walked out the door.
 
Oh, we were going to play alright, but it wasn't going to be nice.
 
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What's up, chicks? I'm Axelle, introduce yourself. xx Axelle