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[Sammie Leger ♥]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px] YOU ARE ALL MY PUPPETS it's immortality, my darlings. [/style][style=background-color: CC99FF; width: 200px; height: 300px; float: right; border: 0px solid #FFCC99; padding: 8px; color: 454545; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial]Sun skimmed my tanned skin, warming my arms and smooth legs. My ankles were crossed and black prada shades were perched at the edge of my nose, my icy blue eyes wide open, staring everywhere at once, ready for anything. faint vanilla wafted from me, with a touch of nail polish. i'd painted them light pink earlier, and they looked beyond pretty. my long, flowing, golden hair sparkled in the late afternoon sun and sent golden glows this way and that. my lips were soft and blood red, contrasting against my flawless, medium skin. i batted my long, thick black eyelashes as a bright ray of sun fell over my face. the pool was pretty crowded, people shuffling around, looking for seats, confused and frazzle. but no one, and i mean, no one would dare take the thrones. the thrones: the seats for people who mattered. mine was in the middle, at the head of the pool, visible from everywhere, watched by everyone. after all, i was the ruler of this place. i set my eyes on a group of skinny freshmen who scrambled towards me, their high-heeled sandals clacking irritatingly on the rock-hard pool deck as they hurried. there were four of them. a lanky ginger with wide green eyes, a chubby blonde with a massive nose and a petite brunette with a high ponytail and long legs. i sat up, assessing the pray, my lips curled into a fierce scowl and an eyebrow raised. they looked terrified. i loved seeing people squirm. 'h-hey, sammie,' the redhead started. the brunette glanced at her then back at me. 'we just wanted to know where you got your bathing suit.' she said boldly, crossing her arms and smirking. inside, i chuckled in pity. did she think she could bitch off on me? i wasn't some sort of suck up. i'm sammie leger. she continued. 'it totally looks like a knockoff of another one i have.' she snapped. her friends cowered, their eyes wide, ready to bolt. i smiled fake-sweetly. 'and where'd you get yours, winners?' i said softly, my eyes narrowed. she shook her head quickly. she started to say something, but i stopped her. 'i'd totally be surprised if we had the same one, since this one was custom made.' i glanced down at the one-of-a-kind designer bikini. i was baby blue with very pale pink straps. it showed off my nice chest and flat, toned, tanned tummy, lined with abs from riding. my beautiful, tanned, smooth legs splayed out in front of me. 'now, go crawl your disgusting asses into a hole and die.' i snapped, my voice poisonous and cruel. her friends sprinted away but the brunette stayed for a second before turning and strutting away. i stuck my leg out to the side and her sandal caught. she flew through the air, losing a sandal. she splashed into the pool in her jean shorts and purple hoodie, her cell phone and wallet floating to the top. i snorted meanly as the pool deck erupted in loud, cruel laughter, pointing as she swam to the top, her hair a thin, wet mess, her mascara running. she tugged herself out of the pool and tried to turn on her phone, her lip quivering as tears fell from her eyes. it didn't turn on. she opened her wallet. her money was sopping wet. she shook as she tried not to burst into a crying fit, gathering her stuff lamely and running after her friends, scrambling out of the pool area. i felt a tingle of excitement. oh, how i loved it. suddenly, someone walked up and took the seat next to me. 'that was pretty funny.' they said loudly. i looked over to see who it was. [style=letter-spacing: 2px; border-bottom: 2px solid; padding: 2px] lots | open | complete so yeah. have some muse so please post. [/style]

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[Violet Branston ♥]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;]Violet once watched an animal documentary about a wasp who would paralyze her prey and then lay her larvae on it. As they grew they would slowly devour the slug or bug, eating it, essentialy, alive. Violet, as she put the finishing touches on makeup, felt like the predator. Or at least, the accomplice. Her frail body was gaining muscle back. Enough to look good in a bikini, which was essential for her plan. She couldn't be recognized. Even if it meant leaving her blonde for a dark, dark, black and curling it. She looked like a raven, she decided, putting on a coat of lipstick that was slightly darker than her lips. Walking around Sammie's bathroom, she made sure to leave everything exactly where she found it, not for Sammie's sake, but her cousin's. Spencer had an all-day test, otherwise Violet wouldn't of risked walking around campus. Exiting the bathroom, Violet rifled through Sammie's drawers, looking for a nice bathing suit. Pink, blue, pink. Violet sighed. She placed a hand to her ribs, looking for something off the rack. She found a jet black one at the bottom, tuked away in a corner. Smiling, she slipped it on, admiring her tall, lean body. She remembered she and sammie being the two hottest girls. Yin and Yang. The good and the evil. Smiling, the dark haired, dark lipped girl, exited the dorm, leaving the bobby pin that she had used to unlock it on the floor of the dorm room. The only word she old describe the ways she walked was strut. She had a naturally lithe body, and boys were attracted to her. She wasn't busty and cute like a panda or something. She was a panther. She liked that word. A couple boys whistled. In another time she would of winked at the,, but it was to dangerous. Entering the Gymnasium, eyes flitted to her, but most were on the blonde girl bullying up a freshman. As the girl hurried out, Violet walked over to sammie, her long legs catching atention. She pulled up a chair next to her, which caught eyes. Not many people had the guts to go even with the queen. Of course, Violet knew the queen better then anyone. "That was funny, Leger." She said slyly, looking up at the windows thay filiterd in the afternoon sunlight. . [/style]

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[Sammie Leger ♥]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px] YOU ARE ALL MY PUPPETS it's immortality, my darlings. [/style][style=background-color: CC99FF; width: 200px; height: 300px; float: right; border: 0px solid #FFCC99; padding: 8px; color: 454545; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial]My eyes fluttering shut, a grin crept across my lips. I twisted my head and then dropped it lightly, laughing. the sound filled the area, like a flute, alluring and poisonous. I turned to her now, sitting up, attatching the two clasps on the back of my bikini with smooth, precise finger movements. I raised an eyebrow wispily. "I have to say, Adaire, I'm a little jealous.' I said, smiling softly. I knew she didn't know why, but I could only hope she'd ask. There were a lot of thoughts in Violet's head, and I knew that. She was beautiful, I'd always thought that. She reminded me of a goddess, if that wasn't too subtle. Like me, you could always tell when she was there. She didn't take up much space, but she stood out from the rest, long and coiled, like a jaguar, or a snake. We were opposites- I was beautiful in a glowing, flawless sort of way, while she was more unique and intricate. [style=letter-spacing: 2px; border-bottom: 2px solid; padding: 2px] lots | open | complete so yeah. have some muse so please post. [/style]

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[Violet Branston ♥]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;]A smile twitching at the corner of her lips, Viole tilted her head to the side ever so slightly. "Well, I better look damn good, sine this all your stuff." She said, fingering the corner of her raven hair. "I must ask, was this your hair-dye, or your obviously death-obsessed roommate?" She said, examining her nails. "I didn't get rid of my blonde for nothing. Here." She said, pulling a file out of her bag. "Those people you wanted to know about? All their files are in there. Some of these kids are pretty messed up, doesn't surprise me though. And a plane ticket to the Caribbean. I know you like the sun. And it was a safe bet. I mean, no one's gonna chase you to the Caribbean, right?" She raised her eyebrow. Violet was doing her research on the mystery texter, but so far nothing. Plus, she felt Sammie wasn't letting on how dangerous this was. Her spiel of suspicion was cut short with a whistle. She glanced up to see two boys, one dark and one blonde, swaggering toward them. "Oh, perfect." Violet liked scaring the pretty ones. [/style]

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[Sammie Leger ♥]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px] YOU ARE ALL MY PUPPETS it's immortality, my darlings. [/style][style=background-color: CC99FF; width: 200px; height: 300px; float: right; border: 0px solid #FFCC99; padding: 8px; color: 454545; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial]i took the ticket and the files, slipping them discreetly into my bag. 'you're the best.' i said as i tilted my head back. i lifted my head, remembering what i'd wanted to tell her. 'vi, i've narrowed down the texts to a house out on willow creek.' i paused, 'it's old and no one seems to live there, because it's falling apart, and it's pretty much enveloped by trees.' i grinned. 'you're not the only sharp one here.' i said, tipping my head back and feeling the sun on my face. 'i think we should...' my sentence was cut off by a sharp whistle. i didn't look up right away, slowly placing my sunglasses onto the top of my head and looking up at the two boys who stood staring at us. this is perfect, i thought, glancing at the pockets on the brunette's shorts. it would be the perfect spot to plant the test answers. i'd been under suspicion for the theft of the answers to all the senior tests in the school, and planting them on this kid would be the perfect opportunity to be in the clear. i turned my head and winked slyly at violet before standing up and leading the boy over to a clearing in the short trees surrounding the pool, invisible to others. 'you're cute,' i said slowly, my voice hushed and sexy. his eyes widened and he tensed. as i ran my hands up and down his chest, my careful fingers exploring the muscles of his back, he relaxed, pulling me closer and rubbing my sides before moving his hands up and down the backs of my thighs. i started kissing him, my mouth moving in perfect rythm, and in that moment i knew her was distracted enough for me to slip them into his back pocket, i slowly ran my hand down his back, sliding them into the pocket. at the touch, he did the same, his hand against my butt. after a few moments, i gently removed myself from his warm body and looked up at him, smiling. 'gotta go,' i whispered. i placed my index finger to my lips as i started to gracefully back away. 'shhh...' i said quietly enough so only he could hear it before turning and disappearing into the trees, gone like a vision. i found my way back to violet. she didn't know about the test answers or what i'd done, and she seemed to be busy, being violet, with the other guy. i almost felt bad for him. he had no idea what he was in for. but i found myself grinning. we were so alike on so many levels, it was scary. i took my seat again, closing my eyes and waiting for her to sit next to me. [style=letter-spacing: 2px; border-bottom: 2px solid; padding: 2px] lots | open | complete so yeah. have some muse so please post. [/style]

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[Violet Branston ♥]

[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]#### WORDS FOR TAGGED notes can go here. this will scroll. notes can go here. this will scroll. notes can go here. this will scroll. notes can go here. this will scroll. notes can go here. this will scroll. notes can go here. this will scroll. DREAM [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;]Violet watched Sammie go off with the brunette, then turned to the blonde, smiling slyly. Standing up, she took her finger and slightly brushed it against the hem of his shirt, "What's your name, honey?" She said, bringing her hand back to her side, his own hand following hers. "Thomas." He said, pressing his hand on the small of her back. "Thomas? As in Thomas the train?" She said, pinching the end of her raven hair. 'I-I guess." He said, trying to be cool and standing back a little. She shrugged slightly, walking away towards the pool house. "Where you going, baby?" He said, walking after her. "Tell me Thomas, do you have a girlfriend?" "Yeah. That matter?" "Not in the slightest. Violet smiled, sliding into the pool house, pushing him in in front of her. She murmered in his ear. "Take off all your clothes." Smiling, the boy pulled down his shorts. Violet then thrust open the door, exposing the boy to the entire pool. One blonde, obviously his girlfriend, shouted. "Tom?" Violet stalked over to her. "This boy was about to cheat on you, honey. I suggest you and "Tom" have a serious talk." Smiling, she looked bak at the boy, trying to cover himself. "I had a cheating boyfriend once. It didn't turn out well." She plopped next to sammie and pulled out a people, glancing across the pool at the laughing faces. [/style]

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[Sammie Leger ♥]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px] YOU ARE ALL MY PUPPETS it's immortality, my darlings. [/style][style=background-color: CC99FF; width: 200px; height: 300px; float: right; border: 0px solid #FFCC99; padding: 8px; color: 454545; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial]i grinned, eyeing the exposed by before my eyelids fluttered shut again. i felt her presence beside me and felt the urge to do some sort of bestie handshake. seeing as i didn't want to be totally sitcom-y, i stayed still, hoping she could sense my pride. i looked over at her. 'we don't kiss and tell,' i said, pausing, the corner of my mouth curling up. 'understood?' [style=letter-spacing: 2px; border-bottom: 2px solid; padding: 2px] lots | open | complete so yeah. have some muse so please post. [/style]

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