Post by alice on Nov 23, 2008 21:05:43 GMT -5
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Roxanne smoothed the blush on her cheek. She didn't need heavy make-up, her face was prettier without it. She smudged the eyeliner under her left eye with her index finger, and stared once more into the mirror. 'Ah...better' She thought as she got to her feet, and glanced at the floor length mirror. The glit frame showed her whole bodice, and she smiled. Beautiful. Her outfit was just right, and her hair was being nice to her tonight. She stepped out of her bedroom and snagged a random pair of keys from the key holder by the door. Her recent shoot to model fame was really paying off. She walked down to the garage, humming under her breath, only the click, clack of her heels really making a lot of noise. Her two cars and a motorcycle sat side by side, looking well...glamorous. She had never been able to afford three vehicles before. But soon she'd be back down to one. One was going to her brother Jasper for his birthday, the motorcycle, and the other she'd probably auction off for charity. That's what celebrities did...right?
She didn't have to look down to see which of the keys she had grabbed. It'd be hell on her hair but she had wanted to look a little rocker. A lot of models did not race around on motorcycles. Roxi just had a thing for them. She was having serious doubts about giving this one up. Clicking her way over to it, she put on the dark riding jacket and the helmet. Safety first! The motorcycle was shiny and red. Roxanne adored it, and just had to have it. Even if it was only for Jasper's birthday which was months away. But she just couldn't pass it up. The night passed by her in a blur as she screeched out into it. And it wasn't long before she reached the Aura night club. For Alice, or better known as Roxi, tonight's outing was merely for appearance sake only. She didn't want, nor really need to go out tonight, but if she started dipping off the radar then someone would begin to notice. Not that she really wanted to go off the radar anyway. Her career as a model was just beginning, and already very stressing. Just last week another model had bobbled into her on the catwalk, but she managed to sustain her balance. The other girl? Not so lucky. Her career became rocky that night. She smoothed her hair down, let the valet take her ride, and quickly flirted with security, who let her in with some gruesome smiles. Tonight was going to be nightmarish. She just wanted to go home and cuddle with a book, and maybe when she got around to it the dog she was looking into getting. Roxi needed a good companion. Boys obviously didn't seem interested.
Roxanne stalked to the bar, these heels were mauling her feet, and sat down. She was stunning tonight as always, and the bartender gave her a quick look over. 'Pervert.' She though, but gave him a smile anyway. She wasn't old enough to drink, she'd just barely managed to get in the club itself and if it hadn't been for her celeb status right now she wouldn't have gotten in. She ordered a water, just something to hold and not even take a sip, and slid off amongst the dancers. Her t-length dress was slender, with cute little ruffles poofing out. A white ribbon was slung across her hips, and she felt amazing. The music playing was very upbeat, and there were a good number of people dancing around her. It wasn't like some other clubs where you were packed so tightly that you couldn't breathe. Some jackass put his hands on her hips trying to convince her to come home with him, and she quickly told him off, then danced her way to one of the lounge areas. She breathed a sigh. She wasn't usually this bitchy. But she did have her virginity to protect now didn't she? That's right. Roxi, though a kick ass chic model still had her virginity. She was the good kid. She'd never caught up with the 'bad' crowd, though she had always wanted to. "I need to get out more often." She grimaced, finally taking a sip of her warm water.
word count;; 728
mood;; distressed
notes;; an opener, any takers?
status;; complete
mood music;; Easy - Paula DaAnda
Roxanne smoothed the blush on her cheek. She didn't need heavy make-up, her face was prettier without it. She smudged the eyeliner under her left eye with her index finger, and stared once more into the mirror. 'Ah...better' She thought as she got to her feet, and glanced at the floor length mirror. The glit frame showed her whole bodice, and she smiled. Beautiful. Her outfit was just right, and her hair was being nice to her tonight. She stepped out of her bedroom and snagged a random pair of keys from the key holder by the door. Her recent shoot to model fame was really paying off. She walked down to the garage, humming under her breath, only the click, clack of her heels really making a lot of noise. Her two cars and a motorcycle sat side by side, looking well...glamorous. She had never been able to afford three vehicles before. But soon she'd be back down to one. One was going to her brother Jasper for his birthday, the motorcycle, and the other she'd probably auction off for charity. That's what celebrities did...right?
She didn't have to look down to see which of the keys she had grabbed. It'd be hell on her hair but she had wanted to look a little rocker. A lot of models did not race around on motorcycles. Roxi just had a thing for them. She was having serious doubts about giving this one up. Clicking her way over to it, she put on the dark riding jacket and the helmet. Safety first! The motorcycle was shiny and red. Roxanne adored it, and just had to have it. Even if it was only for Jasper's birthday which was months away. But she just couldn't pass it up. The night passed by her in a blur as she screeched out into it. And it wasn't long before she reached the Aura night club. For Alice, or better known as Roxi, tonight's outing was merely for appearance sake only. She didn't want, nor really need to go out tonight, but if she started dipping off the radar then someone would begin to notice. Not that she really wanted to go off the radar anyway. Her career as a model was just beginning, and already very stressing. Just last week another model had bobbled into her on the catwalk, but she managed to sustain her balance. The other girl? Not so lucky. Her career became rocky that night. She smoothed her hair down, let the valet take her ride, and quickly flirted with security, who let her in with some gruesome smiles. Tonight was going to be nightmarish. She just wanted to go home and cuddle with a book, and maybe when she got around to it the dog she was looking into getting. Roxi needed a good companion. Boys obviously didn't seem interested.
Roxanne stalked to the bar, these heels were mauling her feet, and sat down. She was stunning tonight as always, and the bartender gave her a quick look over. 'Pervert.' She though, but gave him a smile anyway. She wasn't old enough to drink, she'd just barely managed to get in the club itself and if it hadn't been for her celeb status right now she wouldn't have gotten in. She ordered a water, just something to hold and not even take a sip, and slid off amongst the dancers. Her t-length dress was slender, with cute little ruffles poofing out. A white ribbon was slung across her hips, and she felt amazing. The music playing was very upbeat, and there were a good number of people dancing around her. It wasn't like some other clubs where you were packed so tightly that you couldn't breathe. Some jackass put his hands on her hips trying to convince her to come home with him, and she quickly told him off, then danced her way to one of the lounge areas. She breathed a sigh. She wasn't usually this bitchy. But she did have her virginity to protect now didn't she? That's right. Roxi, though a kick ass chic model still had her virginity. She was the good kid. She'd never caught up with the 'bad' crowd, though she had always wanted to. "I need to get out more often." She grimaced, finally taking a sip of her warm water.
word count;; 728
mood;; distressed
notes;; an opener, any takers?
status;; complete
mood music;; Easy - Paula DaAnda