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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 15, 2007 19:20:44 GMT
Vanessa had just gotten back from a long day of shopping, which pretty much meant getting everything made for her then and there. She only wore one of a kind outfits, just so she wouldn't end up wearing the same thing as someone else. Unless of course it was one of her special orders from France or The United States, all being made by top designers such as Gucci or Chanel.
Her hair was down in perfect blonde curls, brushing gently against her pale cheeks. She chose not to wear blush for fear of bad lighting, which could have her looking like a lobster when in the daylight. She eyed her black tips for a moment or so, giving herself a nod of approval. Vanessa was always obsessed with her appearance, and wouldn't allow a single hair to be out of place on her head.
She had this thing about appearance, and to her, it meant everything. After setting her new quill to essay mode and giving it a topic, she watched it scribble against her pink dyed parchment. She was growing bored really, and not even a few more hours of shopping could cheer her up.
Vanessa removed some pink lip gloss from her Gucci purse, applying it to her lips and rubbing them smoothly together. She dressed in a little black dress today with a pair of thin black heels, which weren't exactly made for walking in. Reaching a hand down her nail hit the table side, breaking immediately off. Her jaw dropped, a terrified look taking over. "Oh my GOD!" She shrieked loudly, getting quickly up from the leather couch. "I can't go out looking like THIS!"
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Post by Tyler Rockwood on Jun 15, 2007 19:45:16 GMT
Tyler stepped out of the shower and wrapped one of the silver and green towels around his wet body. He walked into his dormitory, hair sopping wet and covering most of his face. Looking in a mirror, Ty shook his head making his hair go every which way possible but still leaving half of it covering his light green eyes. Satisfied with his hair look like a wet mess, Ty threw on the nearest pair of clothes lying on his floor, not really caring how clean they were and if they even matched.
Ty had been up all night trying to start a potions essay assigned two weeks ago. Being a big procrastinator, naturally he left it to the last minute. After staying up all night, he only had about a paragraph done, but he wasn’t in the mood for caring.
Ty let out a loud yawn and stretched out his arms before looking back into the mirror. He didn’t look too bad, he looked the normal, tired Ty, but with wet hair. Tyler reached under his bed to retrieve his sneakers when he heard a loud ‘Oh my God,’ coming from the common room. Tyler grabbed his shoes and quickly ran down the stairs towards the common room to find out what happened.
Tyler stopped on the last step burst out laughing seeing Vanessa standing there staring at her nail. “What happened love, break a nail?” He said sarcastically, not knowing that that’s really what happened.
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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 15, 2007 19:52:00 GMT
Vanessa was about to have a heart attack by this point. I mean, her nails were worth about fifty dollars American money. She couldn't let the public see her like this, especially anyone from her own house. She held her hand up, looking every which way at her broken nail. "Oh-my-God," she said again in her heavy British accent, giving a sad little pout.
She couldn't help but notice footsteps coming down the stair case, raising her eyebrows and slowly turning to see who it was. She hid her hand behind her back, giving a sigh of relief when she figured out who it was. Tyler was her best friend, second hand man, the guy she could tell anything. "How'd you know!?" Vanessa exclaimed semi-rudely, smoothing her lips together again.
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Post by Tyler Rockwood on Jun 18, 2007 1:01:57 GMT
“You should know by now Nessa,” Ty said slyly walking closer to the clearly upset girl. “I know everything that goes on in this school,” he said with a smirk on his face. “Can’t you fix up real quick love? Isn’t there like some quick magic kit or something to take care of silly stuff like that?”
Ty loved when Vanessa got all worked up about things like this. He thought it was cute, and he got the pleasure of making fun of “miss perfect.”
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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 18, 2007 1:16:22 GMT
Vanessa raised her eyebrows, watching him closely. "Tyler, I broke it just like..two seconds ago," she said, rolling her eyes at him. She examined her nail for a moment or so, biting into her lower lip. "I forgot the bloody spell, ok?" She stomped all the way over to the window sill, angry. "I-LOOK-LIKE-A-POOR-PERSON."
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Post by Tyler Rockwood on Jun 18, 2007 1:33:11 GMT
“A poor person, we can’t have that now can we?” Ty said with a laugh. “You better remember that spell before someone sees you like this. Would you like me to take you to the hospital wing? I’m pretty sure the nurse can help in an emergency like this.”
Ty just continued to laugh lightly while walking over to the large dark green couch. He sat down on the arm of the couch and just looked at Vanessa. Of course he knew how much looks ment to Vanessa, but it was more fun to play around with her a little bit. And even if she won’t admit it, Tyler’s the only one that could ever get away with such a thing.
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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 28, 2007 13:55:56 GMT
Vanessa glared at him, clenching her fists in anger. "Tyler Rockwood, I hate you," she spat at him, staring down at her nails for a minute or so. Ugh. She couldn't be seen like this. She narrowed her eyes onto him, slowly approaching. "Oh, you're so dead," Nessa said, giving him a push off of the couch. "GR!"
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Post by Tyler Rockwood on Jun 28, 2007 14:22:14 GMT
"You hate me?" He said with a sad puppy dog face. "I Think somebody needs a hug." Tyler was just about to get up from the couch when Vanessa viciously attacked him. Catching him by suprise he fall off the arm of the couch just barley missing the side table.
"Oh now you've done it," Tyler hissed as he quickly got up off the floor.and Tyler ran up to Vanessa and gave her a huge bear hug wrapping his arms tightly around her small body. "What're ya gonna do now?" He said sqeezung her a little thighter.
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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 28, 2007 14:27:50 GMT
Vanessa's eyes went wide, backing away from him. "Don't you dare touch me!" She exclaimed, looking at him with a look of horror. Nessa never hugged anyone, but Tyler had always been an exception. Against her own will, that is. She felt his arms tighten around her, going completely stiff.
She squirmed in his grip. "Tyler, let go of me! I said.. LET GO!" She sounded like she was being murdered rather than hugged.
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Post by Tyler Rockwood on Jun 28, 2007 14:36:43 GMT
"Oh calm down," he said quickly letting go of Vanessa whe she started yelling. He didn't want someone busting in thinking she was being killed or something crazy like that.
Tyler went back to the couch and sat on the arm once again. Vanessa was a weird one at times. They've been friends for so long, but stilll there were times he really didn't understand her. "Sorry Love," he smiled hoping Vanessa wasn't too mad at him.
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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 28, 2007 14:41:16 GMT
Vanessa was getting pretty angry with him, sighing in relief once he let go. "You could have killed me," she said, sitting down on the leather couch. She pushed her thin heels onto the table in front of them. She bit gently down into her lower lip, careful not to make herself bleed.
"I don't know why you act so surprised. I don't hug," she whispered, crossing her arms across her chest. Her parents had pushed her into this position that anything that wasn't proper was thought of as evil. She couldn't even wear blue jeans or play Quidditch.
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Post by Tyler Rockwood on Jun 28, 2007 14:54:37 GMT
"A hug wont kill you," he stated but kind of wishing he hadn't. Tyler leaned back a little so his back gentily fell onto the couch and his legs dangeled over the arm. He just looked up at Vanessa who was upsidedown at the moment and smiled.
"Well you know, you did say you hated me, and you pushed me off the couch. I mean i had to give you something in return. But seeing as you're not over your fear of hugs yet, I guess that wasn't the best gift I could have given you." Tyler just laid there, loooking up at the ceiling. He wasn't too sure what was going to happen next, but he knew it probablly wouldn't be anything good. Or maybe it would turn out the exact opposite and she would laugh and everything would be merry. Doubt it.
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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 28, 2007 15:11:58 GMT
Vanessa rolled her eyes at him. She was in her own little girl world where showing too much emotion was thought of as ridiculous. "I'm not afraid of hugs, I just don't like people touching me," she said simply, sliding her heels down from the table. "Why are you so.. out there? If I acted the way you did, my parents would probably Avada Kedavra my ass," she said, sighing.
"To make things even worse, I didn't even get a dress for that dance yet," she said, glancing back down at him. "God, you're insane.."
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Post by Tyler Rockwood on Jun 28, 2007 15:23:26 GMT
"My parents don't know the way i act in school. But if they did, well I'd probally be dead. But really I don't care to much about them. They drive me insane with all their stupid rules. Usually I just tell my mum to go to hell and walk out. She's just a big stupid bitch." Tyler rolled his eyes, he really hated his mother, a lot. Dad wasn't so bad at times but his mother, he could live without.
"I havn't gotten anything for the dance yet either. I was just planning on picking up a new dress robe the day before or something. I havn't even gotten a date yet," he said with a smile returning his eyes toward Vanessa. "Are you going with anyone yet?" He asked with a grin.
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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 28, 2007 15:31:37 GMT
Vanessa shrugged her shoulders. "I'd rather stay on the safe side of things, which would involve not getting taken off of the family tapestry," she said, running her fingers down through her hair. "My mom..thinks I'll get fat just for having more than one hundred calories a day."
When she heard him ask about the dance, her eyebrows raised questionably. "Uh.. No, why?" She asked, trying to figure out what he was getting at.
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