Claire and Violet had shoved the furniture around in the rec room and set up the projector. There was a table with snacks and sandwiches, and Claire would have given her favorite bear for some cola. There was a make up case and some hair brushes, and some glitter covered decorations...just in case anyone could mistake the teen-girl-ambiance that
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God, she really misses shopping.
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"I'm Violet." She smiled, and ducked her head a bit in greeting.
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Evie would kill her for talking to this girl.
Well fuck Evie. If she couldn't even bother to show up, Tracy is going to stop giving a shit. Well, okay, she's going to try to stop giving a shit.
"Hey. I'm Tracy."
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And Claire obviously only barely remembered Tracy's name.
"I know like, nobody here my age. Well, one girl, but I haven't seen her in a while." It isn't that Tracy's been avoiding Hayley, it's just that she hasn't really known what to say to the other girl lately. Or to anyone, for that matter.
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Until she'd arrived and realized she was the oldest person there. Aaaawkward. She would have made a quip about offering French braids, but she was afraid they'd take her up on the offer. Veronica just plastered a smile on her face, shoulders shrugging high. If it got awkward, she could just leave. Right. Affecting a more serious expression, she said, "Are we ready to get this party started?"
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"Veronica MARS!" she exclaimed, beaming as she rushed the young woman. "HohmygodIcan'tbelieveyou'rehere," she gushed.
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