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Post by Samantha Jean on Aug 13, 2007 16:18:50 GMT -5
Welcome to the residence of politician Robert Adams, his wife Alexandria and their two children, Sebastian and Porcelain. Robert and Alexandria are usually off on political campaigns and conferences but are currently in the south of France trying to repair a broken marriage. But that will soon change once they heard that their children have returned from school. And when the children return how will they feel once they realised that their parent's marriage is about to end and that their father has already found a new mistress?
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Post by Samantha Jean on Aug 13, 2007 17:43:42 GMT -5
Porcelain watched as the cab they had taken pulled up to their manor on 413 Desira Avenue, She sighed as the familiar landscape made her finally aware that she was indeed home. She looked to her brother sadly as he opened the door and stepped out, He held the door open politely and she stepped out, She grabbed her trunk out of the back of the cab and walked up the long path to her house.
Sebastian paid the driver and grabbed his things following his sister, He ran a bit catching up to her, They walked side by side not speaking nor looking at each other. Once they finally made it to the front door he decided to speak, "Welcome home." She glared at him coldly as she stepped into the house dropped her things in the foyer and walked into the living room. "Well that was rude." He said looking at the house elf staring up at him, Unlike most magic families his father made the house elfs wear fancy clothes instead of rags. "Hello Master Adams." Lily greeted curtsying. "Hello Lily, He dropped his items next to his sister's. He walked into his kitchen and opened the refrigerator. "Would Master Adams like me to prepare something for him to eat?" Jasper asked kindly. "No." He said grabbing a bottle of soda and slamming the door hard.
Porcelain sat on her couch quietly looking around the room, She had lived in this house for most of her life yet the decor was different, It was not her mother's style. Her mother loved black and white but this room was bright and disgusting.. She stood and walked back into the foyer, She walked up the spiral staircase and opened the door leading to the west wing, She stopped at the last door in the dark hallway and turned the glass door knob. How she had missed her soft bed, Her large bathtub and her fluffy floor. She ran into the room and kicked off her flats. She hopped onto her king-sized bed and laid down, She closed her eyes and sighed, She was at peace.
Sebastian sat on the black bench that accompanied his piano, He lightly tapped the keys miserably, He wasn't in the mood to play so his music sounded horrible. Frustrated his got up and walked into his father's study, The place that he had never been allowed to enter.. But his father was not here. He looked at the bookcases that lined the walls and the large wooden desk sitting in the middle of the room, He walked over and sat down in the chair leaning back in it. He ran his hands over the papers that scattered the desk. He picked up a very business like document and examined it. He dropped the paper quickly and his face darkened, Divorce papers.. They were signed and certified.. He shook off his disappointment and picked up a folded up note that had a dark red lipstick pressed into it.
Dear Robert,
Darling, I cannot wait until the divorce in final so that I can move in with you and marry the man of my dreams. I know that you worry about your wife but you must move on with me, It is time and I am growing impatient..
Love Always,
Isabella
Sebastian threw the paper on the desk violently as he stood, His father was already with another woman. This whore of a woman that ruined his parent's marriage. He walked out of the room and slammed the door shut. This summer was going to be hell.
He walked upstairs and entered his room in the east wing slamming the door, He threw off his blazer and walked into the bathroom reaching into his pocket, He pulled out a bag filled with a white substance and closed the door.
Porcelain was bored, She sat up on her bed and looked around the room, There was a mirror facing directly across from her but yet she couldn't see herself in it. This fact made her sad, She stood and placed her hand against the cold glass, Her head was pounding.. Headaches were pure evil, The last time she had a headache was right before she got her powers, She closed her eyes and began to remember the night she walked in on her boyfriend and best friend having sex, She remembered seeing it and then blacking out, So it could have been just her imagination. Her head was pounding so horribly that night..
She shook it off and glared at the mirror, She backed away and walked out of the room, She was still bored. She walked across the hall and into Sebastian's wing of the house. She opened his door and found him sitting at his desk thinking. "James?" She asked politely as she sat down on his bed, The black silk brushed against her fingers, "Marie.." He said quietly not moving at all. "So tell me what happened between you and Adrienne and how this involves Maegan.." She said cheerfully.
Sebastian turned into his chair at once to look at her, "That is none of your business." He stated simply, He did not feel like explaining himself to his sister.
Porcelain sighed and grumbled as she got off the bed and walked back to her own room, She was bored and she knew exactly what she should do: Invite Adrienne over! She sat on her bed and threw paper and pen on it.
Dear Adrienne,
If you are as bored as I am come visit me!
We can ignore the fact that it's not even been a day and do stuff.
Come or Die,
Kidding of course,
Porcelain
She sealed the letter, "Chuckles!" She yelled and within seconds a house elf appeared, "Yes, Miss Adams?" He asked, She handed the letter to him. Chuckles understood completely, The twins could not touch animals. "To Miss Adrienne Alste. Thank you Chuckles." She said laying back on her bed. The house elf vanished to mail of the letter.
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Post by Spinner on Aug 13, 2007 21:00:59 GMT -5
Adrienne had looked up her address in a phone book before she came, but the second she showed up she was sure she was mistaken. The place was huge. Her mouth was open in shock. She finally gathered enough nerve to knock on the door to find out if she had gotten the address right or not. Bringing up her hands, she swept her dark hair into a pony-tail and stood nervously. Her eyes narrowed, realizing belatedly that Sebastian was her brother. Hopefully he was already visiting, or screwing, rather, Maegan in New York.
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Post by Samantha Jean on Aug 13, 2007 21:04:47 GMT -5
Porcelain was walking downstairs when she heard the someone knocking on her door, She ran up to it and unlocked the bolts, Opening the door she saw Adrienne, "Hello there!" She said happily, "Welcome to my house." She said waiting for her to walk in before shutting the door. "So glad you could come. I am honestly bored out of my mind."
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Post by Spinner on Aug 13, 2007 21:06:49 GMT -5
Adrienne grinned. "It hasn't even been a day..," she looked around, her eyes filled with awe. "House? Isn't that a slight understatement? It's gorgeous...," she said quietly. How insane it was that this beautiful place actually be the home of someone so terrible.
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Post by Samantha Jean on Aug 13, 2007 21:15:27 GMT -5
"Exactly, That is what makes it perfect." She said skipping because she felt like it. "It's okay. Thought it is a bit flashy and it makes me look like a snob I suppose." She was a snob and proud of it. "So what shall we do? We can eat, Go out back and swim, Play tennis, Go to my room and listen to music and stuff, Anything." She smiled. "But I advise you to stay out of the east wing, The lunatic is in there probably planning how to rule the world." She said laughing.
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Post by Spinner on Aug 13, 2007 21:18:01 GMT -5
"I'll keep that in mind," she responded bitterly. She vowed not to enter the east wing...at least not for a bit. Adrienne's eyes brightened. "You have a pool?" she asked, then looked thoughtful. "Music listening sounds good. I'm pretty much cool with anything."
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Post by Samantha Jean on Aug 13, 2007 21:26:54 GMT -5
Porcelain sighed, That was not helpful.. "Okay let's go upstairs then and I can have the house elves bring up snacks and stuff." She began to walk up the spiral staircase and realized how much she walked today, She must have shed like 5 pounds. This house was too huge to walk through. "My room is in the west wing." She said walking into the west wing and opening up her door, "My surprisingly clean room." She walked over to her music player and began to press random buttons, "What do you listen to?"
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Post by Spinner on Aug 13, 2007 21:29:26 GMT -5
Adrienne smirked. "Pretty much anything that isn't rap or incoherent. I'm in the mood for Muse, though. Do you have them?" she asked. She felt like asking how long it would take for Sebastian to be sober long enough before he realized she was there, and just how unhappy Porcelain thought he would be, but didn't. He didn't scare her...much.
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Post by Samantha Jean on Aug 13, 2007 21:40:20 GMT -5
Porcelain grinned and pulled out a shiny cd, She put it in the music box thing and pressed play. 'Time is Running Out' began to play through the speakers built into the wall. She bought cds that she would never listen too and now was her reason. "You have to listen to 'Fer Sure.'" She grinned as she sat on her couch, "It's amazing." She listened to the music quietly, "So how is it at the school?" She asked knowing full well nothing exciting could have happened.
Sebastian opened his door and slammed it because he was still angry from earlier, The cocaine had a bad habit of intensifying his emotions. He walked into the west hall realizing that he was bored and this house was not fun. He didn't bother to knock on his sisters door because after all, No one has privacy in this house. "Let's go out on the town." He said looking around the room and seeing Adrienne, 'What the hell are you doing here?"
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Post by Spinner on Aug 13, 2007 21:44:56 GMT -5
"Fer Sure? I played it at the Ball, remember?" she sighed, ignoring Sebastian completely at first. "I'm just not in the mood to listen to anything from that night. And I won't be for a very, very long time." Adrienne turned to Sebastian, a look of mock surprise on her face, but her eyes were cold. "Sebastian, you're here. See, that's an interesting emotional response to someone who was acting so seductive not even a day ago... Or is that because Theo's not here right now?" She turned away from him. "The school is boring. I was napping when you sent the letter," she continued, laughing at herself. "Because we all know how exciting I am..."
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Post by Samantha Jean on Aug 13, 2007 21:52:19 GMT -5
Porcelain glared at Sebastian, "Get the hell out." She said grabbing a pillow and throwing it at him. She sighed, Who invited the pyscho? "I don't feel like hitting the clubs Sebastian, And I'm pretty sure Adrienne don't either." She said calmly. "Now leave."
Sebastian grinned, "Maybe you should stop deciding for her and let her choose, Maybe she actually does want to see London at night." He stayed in the same spot and leaned agains the door frame staring at Adrienne.
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Post by Spinner on Aug 13, 2007 21:56:02 GMT -5
Adrienne thought for a moment. The prospect was pretty enticing. She loved cities at night, had never been to London, and wanted to do something so opposite of Final Academy, but she couldn't. She watched him lean against the door frame, trying not to let her gaze look anywhere but at his eyes. That was a sudden emotion swing. He didn't seem so happy about her being there before... "Maybe later," she replied, looking away, "If Porcelain feels up to it." She wanted to go, but there was no way in hell she was going with Sebastian alone. No way.
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Post by Samantha Jean on Aug 13, 2007 22:04:27 GMT -5
Porcelain glanced at Sebastian and then to Adrienne, "We could go, I haven't been to the Black Rose in forever." She glared at Sebastian once more, "Get out so we can change or whatever."
Sebastian left without another word to get changed into something more appropiate for a club. Once ready he waited downstairs for the girls.
Porcelain opened the door to her closet and gestured Adrienne to follow, "We about the same size, Pick whatever you like." She said grabbing a black mini dress and pair of black heels.
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Post by Spinner on Aug 13, 2007 22:08:40 GMT -5
Adrienne went through the racks and shelves, trying not to faint from seeing so many expensive pretty things all at once. She finally decided on a dress similar to Porcelain's, but was dark red in color. It would work well in contrast with her eyes. The straps were slim, and it was rather short, but not sleazy at all. She soon found a pair of matching heels and held them up for Porcelain's judgment.
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Post by Samantha Jean on Aug 13, 2007 22:13:02 GMT -5
Porcelain nodded in approvement, "Gorgeous." She left for a few short minutes to change into her outfit and to fix her hair and apply dark eyeshadow and eyeliner on. She smiled at Adrienne, "You can change either here or in the bathroom, Your choice, I will be out there," She pointed to her bedroom, "Waiting." She walked out and sat on her bed patiently.
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Post by Spinner on Aug 13, 2007 22:18:49 GMT -5
Adrienne nodded, and then began to change in Porcelain's enormous closet. She slipped the sheer dress over her head, shocked at her reflection. It fit her quite well, and actually looking at herself and feeling attractive made her giddy for some reason. Her self-esteem was usually quite low. She walked out, but not before pulling out eyeliner and eyeshadow from the pocket of her jeans. She darkened her eyes, making her blue eyes look even brighter in contrast to the dress and the smoky eyeshadow. She stepped into the shoes, applied a light lip gloss and stepped out. "I'm ready," she said, more cheerful than she supposed she should be. She was going clubbing, which she didn't do all that often, with her friend, which she supposed was a good thing, but also with her psycho brother who she suspected she was sort of in love with when she already had a boyfriend...or something like one, which was bad. Very, very bad.
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Post by Samantha Jean on Aug 13, 2007 22:27:31 GMT -5
Porcelain stood and walked out of her room with a graceful walk, She was at home and was supposed to be giving her parent's the impression that she was a well raised daughter, How wrong they were, She walked downstairs and continued her glaring contest with Sebastian. "We are ready." She said primping her hair one last time, "What car are we taking?" She asked as he led them out to the garage.
Sebastian grinned, "The Porshe.." He said taking his keys out and walking over to the yellow porshe that shined in the light of the garage. He opened the back doors and hopped in the drivers seat. It didn't faze him that he was about to drive while under the influence of drugs. He started up the car and waited for the girls to get in.
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Post by Spinner on Aug 13, 2007 22:31:14 GMT -5
Adrienne followed Porcelain and Sebastian outside, her demeaner chilling once she saw him again. "Is there anything you don't have?" she asked the two of them, awed once more at the car that must have cost a small fortune. "I know this isn't any of my business," she began indifferently, "But it's more of a concern about my own safety. Not yours. Are you planning to drive us while under the influence of cocaine?"
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Post by Samantha Jean on Aug 13, 2007 22:36:16 GMT -5
Sebastian grunted, "Then who the hell would like to drive then?" He looked at his sister who was flailing her arms in the air for the chance to drive, He shot her a nasty look and threw the keys at her, "Don't wreck my car," He said getting out and sitting in the passengers seat. "Don't blow any red lights and more importantly don't race with my car." He said buckling up.
Porcelain grinned and hopped into the drivers seat starting up the car again. She buckled up and felt the speed demon flow through her. "We don't have many things.. Like pets.." She said sadly as she revved up the car. She waited for Adrienne to get buckled in to drive off rather fast down the street. Because yes, When you give a teenager a car you can already assume they are going to go crazy with it..
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