Post by accelerando on Oct 13, 2008 9:30:26 GMT -7
♥ angelique ♥
Now if she touches like this
will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this
will you move like that
shake, shake, shake
SHAKE, SHAKE IT
Angelique had rolled out of bed this morning at around 9, and looked at her calender. Seeing the events and parties lined up, she had groaned and walked over to the closet where predictably, there was nothing that she could wear to them. She grumbled a bit more and then pressed the intercom next to her door, telling her maid to send her breakfast, and telling her driver to get ready. She took a quick shower, and then put on a black outfit, with sunglasses, hoping that nobody recognize her. Sitting in front of the vanity, she quickly applied some eyeliner and mascara as well as a quick swipe of lipgloss. No need for the paparazzi to catch her less than perfect, she though ruefully. Walking back into the main room, she quickly ate her breakfast, and then walked out the door.
There was no need to leave a message, after all, who would read it? After moving here with her parents 5 months ago, her parents had decided to buy this house, and then as soon as she was settled in, the decided to go back to Paris on a “vacation”, and they haven’t been back since. Since then, Angelique had basically been living by herself in a rather large penthouse, with only her maid and cook for company. After a few months, she had gotten lonely, and bought a dog to keep her company. She also started holding parties at her place, as well as going to more at other people’s houses. Life wasn’t so bad without parents after all.
Angelique walked towards the food court, laden down with her glossy, shopping bags advertising many different brands from chloe to prada. Going towards panda express, she ordered some chinese food, and a sprite and paid. Picking up her tray, she walked over to an empty table, and she plunked her bags on the floor beside her. Sitting down, she began to eat, and finished it in quite a short time. When she finished eating, she dug into her bag, and grabbed her iPhone and started looking through the e-mails.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - –
listening to: hot n’ cold – katy parry
current attire: outfit
word count: 351
the notes: i have bruises going up and down my leg and they hurt like hell. Yes, it has nothing to do with the post, but whatever. XD