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Post by dante on Dec 18, 2011 23:32:51 GMT -5
Love it, or leave it, you can't understand. A pretty face, but you do so carry on [/color][/font] And on, and on and On [/font][/color] Adele sighed as she reapplied some eyeliner. It had been such a long, boring, useless day. Most of it had been spent in class with her boots propped up on her desk and her heard dipped to write lyrics on her binders. The teachers were use to it by now, but the girl in front of her hated her. At least she didn't pain her nails like she did last year. She couldn't even remember what she had learned today, oh well. Her phone had gone off only a few short minutes ago party at the beach. Idiots. It was freezing out there, to cold to even snow. Hopefully there would be a bonfire and warm drinks.
She checked the weather on her new Iphone. Damn it was freezing. She put together an outfit with the weather in mind. She sure hoped her roommate didn't mind the mess, because she was for sure not cleaning it. Adele smoothed down the front of her dress and zipped up her boots. If she wasn't sexy, she didn't know what was. Her legs weren't bare though, Adele didn't want hypothermia. As she sat down to do her make-up, red lips and black eyes, she had a great idea. Matteo was going to go with her. He was a warm body, right? Adele snickered. He was her experiment. How long would it take the boy with smexy accent to become a bad boy? She was going to test it out.
Her black finger nails raced over the phone as she texted."Hey kid. Get your ass dressed, over in twenty" [/tt] That was the Adele warning. She finished her hair, sent her mirror image a kiss, and grabbed her keys and leather jacket. She safely stuck her phone in her pocket as she quietly stepped unto the kitchen and grabbed her coke.Careful not to ruin her lipstick, she took a long gulp before walking out the door.
The bottom of her boots clunked against the lit hallway. No one seemed to be moving about, it was like the scene in the Shining. If the twins showed up, she would be sure to run. The cold night air stung Adele's stocking clad legs and cheeks. She walked hurriedly now, the less time in the cold the better. Some people waltzed about lazily alight with conversations. Adele zipped up her jacket.
Adele walked into the boys dorm and was hit with hot air. She fixed her hair and unzipped her leather jacket to reveal her dress top. She walked calmly down the hall until she made it to Matteo's door. She knocked on the door three times and sad " I'm here, so hurry up!" Adele took out her phone and leaned against the wall as she waited. She silently hopped that some guy would walk by, but just like the girls dorm it appeared empty. She knocked again and then smoothed down her dress.[/center][/size] So give me all your poison And give me all your pills [/color][/font] Your running after something you will never kill! [/font][/color] So this is the post! Not as cool as the original though. It has lots of words to prove it, and is in fact complete. Now moving on, Adele is wearing this and if she isan't looking to impress, than I dunno! The credits go to ME except for the song, because its Give me all your poisonbyMy Chemical Romance [/size] |
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Post by matteo on Dec 23, 2011 22:47:24 GMT -5
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Matteo Cattafesta was walking back to his dorm room with part of his team when his cellphone began to ring. The guys all looked over at him as his hand dove into the side pocket of his soccer bag and rummaged around for his phone. His thin fingers fumbled around until they clasped around the familiar object. Flipping it open, the boy read the text from one of his lady friends, and then took off on a light jog back to his room, separating himself from the pack. Matty was like a girl when it came to getting ready for a party, or just going out in general. He took a really long time to make sure he was clean and looking fly.
Entering his dorm, he flung his gym bag onto his bed and took off for the showers. There was no way he was going anywhere without a shower after working out. Once Matteo was spotlessly clean from head to toe and his hair had been dried thoroughly appearing soft and feathery, the most difficult part of getting ready struck him: choosing what to wear. The boy had no idea where they were going. but the weather outside was quite cold. Dressing in layers would be the best way to go about this situation. Flicking through the clothing in his closet, the boy threw a few options onto his bed and looked at them, contemplating which outfit would be the classiest, after all, Matty never stepped out without the aim to impress. After several minutes of debate, the boy finally slid into a pair of nice jeans and his shoes, weaving his belt through the loops around his waist. A knock echoed from the door followed by a call to him to hurry up.
Matteo walked to the door and opened it. "Ciao, bella," he paused to look her up and down, "Sembri molto caldo," he said with a slight chuckle as his hand motioned for her to step in. "I'll be ready in a sec," Matteo said, finally speaking in heavily accented english as he turned to his bed, picking up his shirt and sliding it down over his head. The boy grabbed his brown leather jacket and his cellphone and turned back to Adele. "So," he paused, "Where are we going?" He raised an eyebrow and his soft, pink lips curled into a little smile. There was no doubt that this boy was a charmer.
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Post by dante on Dec 24, 2011 14:30:31 GMT -5
Love it, or leave it, you can't understand. A pretty face, but you do so carry on [/color][/font] And on, and on and On [/font][/color] Adele tapped the tune of her favorite song with her long black fingernails against the wall.It wasn't much longer till the door clicked open, and she looked to see. "I'd be damned if that boy wasn't good looking."She though, of course he had to open the door with no shirt on. She rolled her eyes as she stepped in."It's sad really, how sexy you are. Do girls drop to their knee's when you walk by?"As her red lips curved into a smirk, she felt her phone go off; making them turn into a petite frown. She reach into her jacket's pocket to take it out; it was her stinking roomate. She didn't even care to read the text as she put the phone back into her pocket.Ciao, bella, sembri molto caldo Adele's mind raced to configure what he said. Ciao meant hello right? She had taken a language class when she was ten, and the teacher had taught Italian. (stupid mom) but she had no idea what the others meant."You've lost me there."
Where are we going?Adele chuckled."It's an adventure, you'll just have to find out on your own" Her eyebrows raised slightly as she said so, a way of enticing him to join her.Now that he had his shirt on,sadly anyways. Adele silently wished she could just stay in the room, but she knew that wouldn't happen. She felt it best that they go. She slipped back out the door silently and started to strut down the hall, not even waiting for him. She hoped he would follow, it didn't don her that he wouldn't
She sashayed down the hall, her hips moving seductively but not like they were broken. Adele had practiced that many times, it was a fun thing to practice when you were all alone in your room. Her combat boots thudded quietly against the floor as she walked. [/size] So give me all your poison And give me all your pills [/color][/font] Your running after something you will never kill! [/font][/color] So this is the post! Not as cool as the original though. It has lots of words to prove it, and is in fact complete. Now moving on, Adele is wearing this and if she isan't looking to impress, than I dunno! The credits go to ME except for the song, because its Give me all your poisonbyMy Chemical Romance [/size] |
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Post by matteo on Dec 25, 2011 20:11:30 GMT -5
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"Sad? Really?" Matteo Cattafesta didn't unrest and why being good qlooking was considered sad. Normally it was a good thing, especially in Italy. He could practically be a model with the way he looked, but that's not what he wanted to do. Soccer was his one and only passion. He practically breathed this sport. The next part of Adele's comment made things more clear for the boy. It clicked in his mind that sad wasn't a synonym for upset in this instance, it meant pathetic. "I don't know," he said. Girls didn't necessarily drop to their feet when he was around, but they certainly did start acting weird. It annoyed him a bit when people changed their personalities around him. It wasn't right. It was annoying in the slightest. "Well, I don't see you on your knees, Miss Bickford," the boy said with a chuckle, A corner of his mouth was tugged back into a half smile.
When the boy started speaking in his first language, he watched the confusion surface though her features. Matteo just smiled and continued to slide his sweater over his head. "Don't worry about it," another charming smile curled his lips. The boy grabbed his brown leather jacket and flung it on, sliding his phone into the pocket. As the two of them turned to walk out the door, Matteo asked where they were heading. The reply that he got was that they were going on an adventure. He was game for that. "Alright," he said with a nod, "Bring it on." Whatever it was, he was sure he could handle it.
Matteo followed the blonde out of the room and down the hall, smirking as he watched her walk. It was seductive, inticing; it was slowly drawing him in. Matty was like a puppy following Adele out of the building into the cold night air. The fresh air filled his lungs and nipped at his cheeks. He adjusted his jacket, popping the collar to cover his neck. "Can I get a hint?" the boy asked with big puppy dog eyes and a slight pout in his bottom lip.
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Post by dante on Dec 26, 2011 1:13:22 GMT -5
Love it, or leave it, you can't understand. A pretty face, but you do so carry on [/color][/font] And on, and on and On [/font][/color] Adele snickered. "Well, I don't see you on your knees, Miss Bickford." Oh so many comments for that one."Hmph. Rest assured, you will some day." [/color] Yay for being a pervert. Adele was the best at sexual comments.If only her mom knew what an awful daughter she had become. Sending her to Riverside hadn't changed anything, mostly it amplified it. Her mother had sent her here because she had been in and out of Juvy almost four times. Twice for drugs, once for someones parents walking in on her and a boy, and another time for having odd pics on her phone of herself. She had to stop herself from laughing when she turned around. Oh yeah he be ah-ooking.Adele walked out a bit before he did as she did walk outside outside she felt the cold air seep into her lungs. Making her shiver once quickly. She let out a long sigh. Now would be a nice time for a smoke if she hadn't wasted her money on a new pair of shoes. She hadn't needed them, but they were to die for heels. They were a cherry red; the same color as her signature red lipstick. She watched Matteo walk out and pop his color. She smirked what a cliche. "Mmm sexy. I can give you a little hint I guess since I'm in a good mood. We are going somewhere with booze"[/color]She smirked and straightened her back to start walking again. She walked silently now; she didn't want to get caught. Her legs felt like freaking ice. She should have worn leggings instead. But the tights showed off her legs nicely and she wouldn't give up that for the world. It was interesting enough.She turned to look back at Matteo. "I need a nickname for you..Hmm.."She tapped her chin lightly with her finger. "What suits your fancy kid?"[/color] She inquired thoughtfully. Shewas totally out of ideas, it wasn't usually like her. She asked though, maybe he would think of something awesome. Adele moved the seductive way she had before, ya she pulling him along but it was all in fun and games. [/center][/size] So give me all your poison And give me all your pills [/color][/font] Your running after something you will never kill! [/font][/color] So this is the post! Not as cool as the original though. It has lots of words to prove it, and is in fact complete. Now moving on, Adele is wearing this and if she isan't looking to impress, than I dunno! The credits go to ME except for the song, because its Give me all your poisonbyMy Chemical Romance [/size][/quote] |
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Post by matteo on Dec 26, 2011 23:53:46 GMT -5
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Matteo raised an eyebrow, a satisfied smirk spread across his face. He might be foreign, but he knew what that meant. “Some day soon?” he smiled hopefully. They boy played along with the kinky talk. He was very good at it, a smooth talker since birth. Being good with the ladies seemed to run in the male side of the family. Matteo’s father was a nobody who roped in an Italian fashion model, then he made himself into someone known to many in Italy. His brothers got the ladies and apparently the little Cattafesta was following the same path as the others and was doing quite well.
Following the blonde out of his dorm, they made it outside. The night was dark, though it had just began, or really, not even. The night wouldn’t start until they actually got to where ever they were headed. The night was still young, there were so many things that the two of them could do. As the two of them walked, Matteo popped his collar to cover his neck from the cold. Adele’s comment made a smirk tug at the corners of his mouth. He kissed the air in her direction. And the hint, it was a satisfying one. “Booze,” he nodded, “I can deal with that.”
“A nickname? What do you mean?” It’s not like Matty didn’t know what a nickname was, but there were different categories. There was always the pet name, which the boy wasn’t to thrilled about, and the stage name, which he didn’t mind too much. On the soccer pitch, Matteo went by Il Gatto or Il Gattolino, which meant the cat or the kitten, depending on who was calling out his name. The ladies generally preferred calling him a kitten, which he couldn’t really complain about. It wasn’t like they were mocking him, there was no reason to. He was a beast on the field, no one had anything to complain about. “It’s all up to you, Blondie,” a charming smile crept across his face as he made up her name right there on the spot.
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