Upon entering her bedroom, Madison threw herself onto her plush bed and closed her eyes. The last few weeks had been increasingly hectic, what wih prom, grad, and upcoming registration at NYU. To top it all off, she and Scott still hadn't chosen their new place. In fact, Maddie hadn't seen him (or any of her friends, for that matter) in quite a ( Read more... )

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Right, so, apparently I'll be in Miami for the next couple of days. Muahaha.

See you soon!

Scott
I'll call you every day! Unless you feel like coming, too. ;)
Oh, and I love you more. Suck it, homie! ♥

Madison xx

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Right, well, since everyone's spilling the beans about their acceptance/rejection letters, I probably should too. I've been accepted to both NYU and Columbia.

And yes, it's true, I only applied to two schools.

Locked to Self:And to be very honest, I would still have rathered applying to none at all. I guess a year of travelling is out of the ( Read more... )

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Since everyone's talking about Spring Break...

St. Bart's was pretty fun. I mean, the NYC kids never fail to spully endless parties. Scott and I spent a lot of time together, too. But I think we're both just happy to be home for Jack and Dolly.

Oh yeah! We bought puppies! They're these tiny little dalmations, a surprise from Mr. Cheesepuff ( Read more... )

Sunshine was peeking through half-opened curtains as Madison lay under a mountain of marshmallow-y duvet covers. She'd been awake for a few minutes, but had yet to find the courage to slip out from under the sheets. She could feel that her hair was plastered to the side of her face, and her mouth was completely dry.

No more weed past 2am, she ( Read more... )

» After a boring day at school, Madison came home to an empty penthouse. She kicked off her Manolo pumps and trudged int the kitchen. Copies of this had been flying around Westport all day, following by hurried whispers and quick glances in Maddie's (and her friends') direction. Unlike some of the girls her age, she hated being in the limelight.

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Wearing a pair of destroyed Blue Cult jeans, a Hanky Panky camisole and Vince cardigan, Madison sat on her sister's bed. Everyone's final dress fitting were in an hour, and Anina was still debating on what she should wear.

"Just pick the fucking Diane von Furstenberg and let's go." Maddie piped in as she plucked a Marlboro off her sister's ( Read more... )

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Guess who's back.
Answer: Madison.
(That was so cheesy, but I went for it anyway!)

I could clear up the rumors about where I've been the past couple of weeks, but where's the fun in that? Hopefully I'll be staying in the city for a long, long time. I missed it here ( Read more... )

The JFK Airport was buzzing with travellers, all frantically trying to get to wherever they needed to be. Ever since moving to Manhattan, Jacob and Gwenyth Holiday had grown to hate public transportation, especially public airports. But there they stood in the Arrivals lobby, Mr. Holiday arguing on his cellphone and Mrs. Holiday wrapped in a full- ( Read more... )