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Post by Lily Rivera on Aug 28, 2006 21:29:34 GMT -5
Lily walked into the mall alone. Feeling extremely alone she walked through the crowed WAITING for some known face to appear. As you probably know, shopping isn't as fun or fruitful when you're alone. I mean, who's going to point out something really cute that you didn't spot? Who is going to tell you if something looks good or not? Who is going to say "Hey, I think you should start a trend by wearing this!"? Yeah, I really don't think that an imaginary friend will do the the trick filling that incredibly large shoe. Most of the time she sat stationary in the Food Court wanting to eat. Hmm...What can I get that won't make me fat? She looked around and honestly, nothing seemed very promising. She ended up getting a small salad, and only eating half of it.
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Post by mariissaface on Sept 2, 2006 17:53:44 GMT -5
She finally found a parking spot, slowly coming into the compact space, she shut of the ignition. Clutching her keys, and her large purse, she opened the door with her foot while looking for her sunglasses. "Oh sheesh.." She said as she dug into the glove compartment. Taking out a D&G leather case, she found them and smiled. Slipping from the drivers seat of her white 4 door RX lexus hybrid, she closed the door, locked her car and began walking twords the mall. With her bag hanging just at her elbow, her dark hair trailing behind her she entered the air conditioned and towering mall. "Hm.." She said as she slowly walked, window shopping to the sounds of echoing voices and clicks of heels.
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Post by Lily Rivera on Sept 4, 2006 17:56:42 GMT -5
Lily sat. Staring at her half-eaten salad. Yes, she knew that she was anorexic, but what could she do? Its not like you can snap your fingers and BAM its gone. No, not at all. She didn't want to be anorexic but, she couldn't help it! Eventually, she gave up on the salad and sent it to salad heaven and went all of the stores wishing she had a copanion. Agian she scanned the faces of passers by to see if she knew any of the beautiful faces. Once agian, she was dissapointed. She walked in a store, eyeing a Coach purse and walked over to it. She gave a impressed grunt and opened it. It smelled like leather. She was thinking of buying it and then she spaced out.
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Post by mariissaface on Sept 5, 2006 19:14:04 GMT -5
She tapped her finger on her chin, eyes scanning over towering glass windows, showing the merchendise inside. "I need something new.." When was the last time Marissa went shopping for accesories of high value? Only earlier this morning. The smell of food from the court caught her attention. The bad taste in her mouth, due from not eating for several hours suddenly became stronger. Her body hungered while her brain just told it to shut the fuck up and go on. She shrugged, slowly walking passed the court, looking at the different restaurants as she popped a piece of gum in her mouth to keep her stomach busy.
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Post by Lily Rivera on Sept 7, 2006 20:51:25 GMT -5
"That purse is $200." said the extremly annoying sales lady right in Lily's ear. She had made comments about buying the purse, about 20 times and it was really getting on her last nerve. "Thank you." she said, trying not to smack the woman in the face. She angrilly walks away from the woman hoping she never sees her ugly face ever agian. She walked over to the totaly irrisiblely cute Coach key-chain with the green, pink and blue multicolor patterns on it. Hmm. That would match the purse. Hmm. It wasss...........$10. She remembers that she has hair. Yes, she goes throught the whole-flipping-fluffing-unessecary-ness. Then, once agian, people started to stare and she stopped, pretending to be picking up lost item and goes back to shopping. She scans the room for any people she knew. Nope. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Nobody. All of the sudden she feels this sense of detachedment. Like she had no friends at all and she was from a diffrerent planet or something. This made her want a giant ice cream sundae. Then she reconsidered. Too many fattening calories.
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Post by Chase on Sept 12, 2006 21:07:33 GMT -5
Chase decided that he needed to go shopping... and badly. For his closet was looking a bit... how you say// plane.. So why not head for the mall? Besides its a great way to meet people.. right?
He walked into the mall with quite the bit of money stuffed into his black leather wallet in his back pocket with his hair shagging and his lip rings in, but smiling. Most people to him with lip rings give off a mean expression... not him. He wore a black regualr shirt with ripped tight dark denim jeans with the classic all black converse. He had his right hand in his front pocket as he casually walked past a couple store deciding where to go first, even just to look. Besided he wanted to change his style a bit, new town, new style. Just makes sense.
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Post by Lily Rivera on Sept 14, 2006 6:21:51 GMT -5
Lily decided to go ahead and buy the purse. She walked up to the counter where the very annoying sales lady was standing. "Ugh. Oh no. I have to deal with her again." Lily muttered under her breath. She placed the beutiful purse on the counter and paid. Yep. $200. Pretty cheap acutally. To Lily's family, buying a $200 purse was like..going to Wendy's and buying a 99 cent box of french fries. She clicked out of the store, thinking of where to venture next. She stood outside of Coach, bag in hand, looking for something to catch her eye. Hmmm....where too? She went over to the American Eagle. American Eagle to her was like..the True Religion wannabe. She stepped in, thinking most everything was cute, and REALLY cheap compared to what she normaly buys. She felt a splurge coming on. What would happen if the rest of the O.C saw her woredrobe kick down a notch? A total drop in the totem pole. She stood, clutching a mini skirt and thought.........
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Post by Lauren Jennifer Cooper on Oct 1, 2006 16:03:37 GMT -5
Lauren was, oddly, in a good mood as she stepped into the Orange County Galleria. Dancing lessons hadn't been great, but they had been... okay. Talking to Spencer was fun, and dancing with her as well. It had been the beginning of a possible friendship. She was pissed, though, that Matt had decided it was okay to just... not show up. I mean, he was her boyfriend, right? He should've been there!
Oh, well. Perhaps on the next--there were hotter.
Outfitted in medium wash skinny True Religion jeans, a long-sleeved pintucked Alice & Olivia blouse, and a leather Prada blazer worn over it, she was good to go--especially with the added touch of black leather Manolo Blahnik knee-high boots, tucked over the jeans. Her hair was up in a messy ponytail, teased with Fredric Fekkai hairspray.
She strutted past the entrance to Neiman Marcus and Saks, passing without interest Bebe and Escada. Lauren paused before the Jimmy Choo display room, and automatically decided that Blahnik and Louboutin were making the better pumps this season. Then, Lauren turned around, looking at the only store that shouldn't have been in the Galleria at all--American Eagle. She detested the preppy, badly-fitted threads in washed-out AE Outfitters.
Wait, what the fuck? Wasn't that like Lily Rivera or whatever the hell her name was? Yeah! She liked to pretend Nick was in love with her. Lily had followed Rachel and Lauren around like a sad old basset hound, back when they were still friends. Her family was really rich, so why in the world was she clutching that heinous miniskirt and staring at the clothes in horror? Surely it wasn't because she was mocking them--if Miss Rivera was smart, she wouldn't have stepped in the store.
Lauren walked up, running manicured ballet-slipper pink fingernails through her teased-up ponytail first. "Hi... Lily, right? Never remembered your name. I'm Lauren, but of course you already knew that. Were you gonna buy that skirt? So cute!" She said with an encouraging smile and a little, tinkling laugh. [/size][/center]
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Post by Lily Rivera on Oct 2, 2006 17:29:13 GMT -5
Ohmygod! Its Lauren! Yay! Lily thought to herself as she spoke to her. "Yeah its Lily. I was thinking of buying the skirt but I don't have anyone to tell me if it looks good or not so I was about to walk out. What a surprise seeing you here!" Lily looked at Lauren. She looked really good today. Wow. Jesus she needs to give me some tips. She remembers when she used to stick to Lauren and Rachel like gum stuck to someones shoe. And she realized that she was THAT much of a pain too. So she kinda....left. To Lily, it feels like she hadn't talked to either of them since Jesus was in Kindergarten. Wow. How time seems to fly when your burning cash.
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Post by Lauren Jennifer Cooper on Oct 2, 2006 17:44:38 GMT -5
Lauren grinned and nodded encouragingly. "Yep that skirt would definitely look great on you..It's so cute." She tilted her head to the side and gave her an innocent smile. God, playing this girl was going to be pretty damn easy. She tapped her fingers against the seams of her jeans. Maybe she could make this shopping trip a bit more exciting. " So......" She trailed on. " I guess you like American Eagle?" She questioned trying so hard not to look at her with distaste through her fake smile. Sometimes acting lessons will do the trick.
"So!" she said excitedly. "Where to next? Maybe Gap, Bebe..Delia's?" She listed out all of the stores that were remarkebly in the Galleria and definitely should not have been there, but of course if Lauren pulled on the leash, Lily would be at her feet. This was too easy. [/font][/size][/color]
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Post by Lily Rivera on Oct 2, 2006 17:50:55 GMT -5
"Ummm...I don't really know where I want to go. Umm..." She thought. Hm. She knew Lauren. These places were NOT her. Seriously. She thought fast. Did she ever act like this to her? Oh heck no. She smelled something fishy. And it wasn't the nearby Food court. "Honestly, I'm really hungry. My stomach is sending up a flare. Wanna go grab a bite to eat?" She spinned it around. Ha. Clever Lily was creeping out of her shell. Let the games begin.
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Post by Elizabeth Martin on Oct 2, 2006 18:07:15 GMT -5
Liz Martin sat at the food court, surrounded by numerous bags, spanning from everywhere from Gucci to Dior to Victoria's Secret. Next to tables away was her driver/ bag carrier.
Liz was sipping on a diet soda, flipping through an unreleased OC magazine that was doing a piece on her family. For like the second or third classiest in the state. Rachel's, of course, was first.
Since it was only shopping for her party, Liz wore semi decent clothes. A Juicy track suit in baby blue, and all white gym heels. Her hair was in a messy bun, with strands of light brown framing her face. Actually, she looked kind of hot, but that was beside the point. On her hip was a newly unrealsed razr in a shade of baby blue, which matched her outfit. Ha. In one of the stores she could hear one of her Demos. The song was called 'Becoming'. It was decent club music fast paced.
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Post by Lauren Jennifer Cooper on Oct 2, 2006 18:22:05 GMT -5
Ha! This Lily hgirl thought she was a sneaky one didn't she, well Lauren Jennifer Cooper does not fight nice. Especially with those who have wads of cash just waiting to be spent and spending it in American Eagle. Even the thought of being in that store made her shudder.
She smirked at the girl and eyed the food court nearby. Phff yeah like she would eat there, not even in her next life. She looked at the food court frowning and eyeing with distain. " Um well I'm not really in the mood for food right now, but i'm sure you could pick up a McDonalds on the way home, because um you sure are looking like you need one." As she was gazing upon the girls frail bones. She furrowed her brows at even the thought of actually stepping inside that greasy, cocky low value fast food. Gross.
She spied Liz through the crowds of people down near the stores that actually humans shopped at. At least she would have been better then the freak she was humoring with right now. Her and Liz didn't really get off on the right foot, but friendships didn't really matter when there was shopping to be done. [/font][/size][/color]
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Post by Lily Rivera on Oct 2, 2006 18:33:54 GMT -5
Lily was appauled at was Lauren said. Bitch. "Well I'm relived that you're not coming with me. Gosh. Eating with you? Wow. Why did I even try? I don't talk with bitches, no less EAT with them. You know, I thought you were a good person. I guess not." Lily smerked. She clicked over and sat next to a girl in a really nice juicy. Oh my gosh she knew her from somewhere...Umm...DANCING LESSONS! Maybe she can help her. "Can I sit here?" She sounded like she was choking on a potato chip. Lily felt the tears well up in her eyes. One slowly drips down her cheek. She hopes this girl can help her clam down and be a good shoulder to lean on.
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Post by Elizabeth Martin on Oct 2, 2006 19:24:29 GMT -5
"Umm, Hun? Are you okay?" Liz asked the girl. She was crying, and looked pretty upset. She looked familiar. From...hmm...dancing lesson. Yea, that's right.
Liz phone viberated in her purse, and she was very tempted to answer. But then she remember how she and Cole had been talking. She left it. Wow. Good Job.
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