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Post by izzy on Feb 11, 2011 21:37:12 GMT -5
When Annie had finally decided to look again at who she was with, well it wasn't a happy time. Hope? The little bitch she just didn't like. There wasn't really reasons for it, just that well Jeffie liked her and that to her was a thing she didn't like. Her and Jeff were technically over, but she still felt like she needed to protect him. It was a feeling she had and wasn't planning on getting over it anytime soon. She wanted to take care of her Jeffree from girls who would take advantage of him. Like Belle, she bitched at her at the beginning but she kept dating Jeffree and broke his tiny heart. And now she wanted to kick that girls ass. But she'd save it for another time.
The dress she had made for the dance was to show Jeffree what he was missing. But now she was stuck with Hope. Really...Hope. What kind of shit was that? She was going to give that Cameron girl a little peice of her lovely mind sooner or later. She was thinking about being a no show, then she thought of the fun to possibly torture the girl and it made her smile as she got dressed. Maye she could find Jeff later and make him realize that he'd want her back. Of course that probably wouldn't happen and she ran her hand through her hair, and pursed her lips.
She walked into the place they were throwing the dance and tilted her head slightly. She looked around for her 'date,' she wasn't in a good mood. She was in a mood to be a pissy little bitch and that was what she was going to be. A pissy little bitch. Now where was Hope..or Belle. Hmm..She didn't spot either of them so she leaned against a wall and watched. Waiting.
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Post by victoria hope jean on Feb 13, 2011 23:58:42 GMT -5
Zipping her dress up, she looked at herself in the mirror. Such a beautiful dress and she was hoping to have a fun, magical night in it. Instead, she was going to have to refrain from punching her date in the face. She was going with Annamarie Izabel Marshall, or in other words, Jeffs crazy ex-girlfriend. The moment that she found out the two had kissed, she went off. She had hated Hope right then and there, and that just didn't go well with Hope. She shook the head from her thoughts and pulled a some of her curly hair back into a pin, before letting the rest cascade down her shoulders. She brought out her makeup bag and started putting on her foundation when her thoughts drifted again.
Kobby had told her that he loved her, she still couldn't get over that. She didn't think that anyone would fall for her. She just thought herself to be so.. ugh. Her self-esteem had definitely deflated alot when Connor and all of his friends began teasing her. Eventually, she just believed alot of the things that they had said; not that she was a whore, because she definitely wasn't, but that she was ugly and fat. A small smile came to her lips as she thought of Kobby; she had no doubt in her mind that she felt something for him, but she wasn't sure if it was love. He was the sweetest guy that she'd ever met, and he helped her with alot. He was the only person she'd told her story to, he cleaned out her cut from Jeff, forgave her. Who wouldn't want a guy like that? She finished up her makeup before walking back into her dorm and put on her shoes. She was trying to be late, she didn't want to see Annie, it was ridiculous that she had to go with her, but she would just have to deal with it, she could always ditch her later when she wanted to and find someone that she knew.
Hope grabbed her bag and walked out of the dorm, just in time to see the girls in the glittering dresses. She bit her bottom lip and looked down, wishing that she had someone to walk with; like Rosie or Flo. They were so sweet to her, and she loved them already. When she got to the door to where the dance was being held, she hesitated on going inside. She had a bad feeling about it, that she and Annie were going to fight about something. She couldn't stand her, she was too obnoxious for her liking. Also, her being unable to get over Jeff drove her insane. He didn't like her anymore, so she needed to meet someone else. Finally, she walked into the dance and squinted her eyes to look for Annie. Might as well look for date and say hi. The dark room wasn't helping her, but she eventually found her and she slowly walked over to her. She gave her a small smile and wave, "Uh.. hi, Annie.." She said in a quiet tone.
tagged. Annie outfit. click. notes. mmm, dance<3 credits. carolyn's sweet blasphemy *
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Post by izzy on Feb 14, 2011 17:24:38 GMT -5
It wasn't that Annie hadn't gotten over Jeffree, it was more the fact that Annie rathre Jeffree not be happy. Well she didn't want him to date anyone, she felt like he belonged to her. Even if she thought she could do as she pleases. Yeah it was irrational, completely, but Annie was such a thing. An irrational human being. Hell some people wouldn't even describe her as human, half the crap she does.
Though the fact that she wasn't high, meant she'd probably be angry most of the night. She was a tad bet pissed off that Belle broke her Jeff's heart. Yeah she wanted him alone, but she didn't want him completely broken. She wanted him like he was when they were together, but she didn't want him with her. To say the least.
She had crossed her arms and was leaning against the wall when Hope had finally walked over to her. She had decided that she didn't hate Hope per say. But she didn't like the girl either, she just wasn't the type of person Annie hung out with on a usual basis and she wasn't planning on starting anytime soon. She much rather be the same person she was back home. Just a new location and new people to deal with. She had started to close her eyes, but the small girls voice had her eyes fly open.
"Hey," she said in her usual harsh tone, not that she meant to be that way. It usually was her natrual tone of voice, the only time it changed was when she was flirting or high. It was the only time she wasn't completly angry. Yawning she pushed off the wall and looked at Hope. "Shall we get this over with?" She didn't like girls for one and second she didn't want to stay at this dance for longer then she actually had too.
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