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Post by NATASHA CHRISTINE LLOYD on Nov 28, 2010 14:22:53 GMT -5
 
Travelling made her stomach twist inside her body, it made her feel dizzy and it certainly made her angry. Terribly angry. It wasn't because Natasha was a Drama Queen which she was however it was because travelling brang memories back to her. Memories that she enjoyed avoiding. Clearly, luck wasn't on her side. Not that day. Not any day. Blue eyes covered by her sunglasses searched the subway station as she dragged her suitcase along. Natasha wasn't going far, it was only for a couple of nights for a show, which was the reason why the dirty-blonde decided not to travel by airplane. which she could have although for some reason, the subway station looked appealing to her that day.
Her heels clicked with the ground everytime she took a step and her hair would be waved around as if there was a fan doing all the effects for her in front of her. Wrong. It was the icy wind that was messing up her curled up hair; it was beggining to bother her and the woman wanted it to stop. Stopping for a few moments, the blonde searched the subway station wondering where on earth the man who was supposed to meet her was. It was begging to bother her deeply. It seemed that lately, everything did. Taking a step fowards, Natasha gasped as she bumped into someone. "Excuse me!" She almost shrieked, before noticing who the person was. Serena Van Der Woodsen, a person whom she hated with a passion. "Serena, darling. Out of my way." Natasha warned, waiting for the blonde to move.
 words; a number.
notes; woop.
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Post by SERENA VAN DER WOODSEN on Nov 30, 2010 7:32:50 GMT -5
S E X ON A B E A C H; [/size][/font] WE GET SAND IN OUR STILETTOS...- - - - - - - - - - ----- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ----- - - - - - - - - - -
The subway wasn’t the way she used to go around town and she was only there because she was trying the normal thing again. Now that Serena was with Dan again she was trying to feel like a normal girl and act like one so Dan would feel comfortable around her, this time she was going to make everything on her hand to make it work. She was wearing a white acne chiffon blouse, a Gucci black pantaloon with a red Fever Designs Winston jacket Berry and her Suede caged sandals. She fished her mobile from her Chanel quilted large shopper bag and called Dan to talk while she was waiting for the train, people around her was looking at her as if she was from another planet. Maybe it was because of her looks but she didn’t care, they all can tell she was Upper East Side and it was strange to see one of them around the subway, she always used her car of a cab to move around town. She couldn’t be a normal girl and she found she didn’t like the subway at all, people there looked strange and were shooting her glances she didn’t like. Next time she decided to be a normal girl she would jump the ‘common transport’ part and get on her luxy car ort the normal but useful cab.
She was going to visit Dan, she was calling him to tell him the train was getting late when someone bumped into her. The girl apologized but then she recognized Serena, she looked down and saw Natasha Lloyd. "Natasha, darling, you move out of my way." Serena said without moving an inch and flipping her phone shut. Natasha and Serena were enemies, she didn’t know why that girl had gotten into her but Serena wasn’t keen on her either. She had been the one bumping into her so she should be the one moving, not her, and besides, what was she doing there anyway? Not that it was Serena’s business but she was curious why someone so ‘high’ would be there using the subway to move around. By the look of the bag she was wearing Serena would say she was going to Central Station to pick a train. "I’m not surprised to see you here though, this is the perfect place to someone like you." Serena lied, of course she was surprised and she knew she could bite that comment against her but she was ready to get the risk.
"UHM, BLAH BLAH. TALK YOUR SHIT HERE.. BLAH BLAH BLAH"
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Post by NATASHA CHRISTINE LLOYD on Nov 30, 2010 15:37:04 GMT -5
Tilting her head sideways, Natasha examined her enemy carefully. How it started, she had no clue because the blonde had never imagined herself making enemies ever in her life; at this point, it seemed weird that she was enemies with the 'It Girl' or so they thought she was. In Natasha's mind, Serena was nothing but a tramp however, those words were coming unsaid. After all, a smirk on her lips seemed a whole lot better. Her blue eyes scanned the younger girl carefully before they met the other's own. Maybe they were so alike that they weren't meant to be friends. Maybe, the blonde thought the other girl was such a whore that she wasn't even worthy of being her friend. Gripping her suitcase's holder in her hand, the adult flicked her hair out of her eyes, pretending to think as she eyed the other's telephone. "Now, why would I do that?" As if it hadn't been bad enough to having to use public transports, Natasha had to see Serena's annoying features.
Annoyance and anger grew inside her body quicker and quicker as the thoughts of travelling to some other town made her sick. Even worse, someone that completely unknown to her would be waiting to pick her from the other train station. Trains. Why on earth did they even exist? Either you could afford a plane or a private limo or you simply wouldn't go anywhere. People were so pathetic. At the other's words, Natasha raised an eyebrow before smiling mockingly."Must be why you're here. You just can't get enough of me."
[/b] A dry laugh escaped her throat, simply crossing her arms as she leaned on her suitcase, pressing her lips together as she thought about Serena's situation. It certainly wasn't usual to see her enemy in a subway station so why on earth would Serena be in one? Another laugh, this time an amused one, escaped her soft, red lips as she realized the whole situation. "Let me guess Serena. You are dating some lower class guy which means you have to lead a lower class life to fit in with him. Aww, suits you."[/b] [/font][/blockquote][/blockquote] words; a number.
notes; woop.
outfit; outfit here.
credit; credit to CLAIRE BEAR ?! via caution two point oh
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Post by SERENA VAN DER WOODSEN on Nov 30, 2010 18:11:59 GMT -5
S E X ON A B E A C H; [/size][/font] WE GET SAND IN OUR STILETTOS...- - - - - - - - - - ----- - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - ----- - - - - - - - - - -
When you are Serena Van der Woodsen you can travel on subway and still look hot as hell and be even more popular, that was the effect she got on people and that wasn’t going to change because of Natasha Lloyd. To Serena, she was only a girl who thought she was too perfect for the world, she was new on the Elite circle, at least on New York one, Serena wasn’t scared of her at all. The fame had gotten on her head; she was no one for all Serena was concerned. "Because you dumped on me and not the other way around." She answered with her bright smile still on her face. Serena almost never lost her composure, you could throw knives at her, you could try to humiliate her in public and she always found a way to get without crying out of the situation. It was dumb and stupid to be there, she didn’t know what was doing there in the first place and out of all the places she could find Natasha, she had to find her there. She wasn’t ashamed of being in the subway, lot of people used it every day, and it was just not her thing. What got Serena angry was the fact that Natasha had to mention Dan when he had nothing to do with it. "Well, at least I have a boyfriend to spend my time with even if he doesn’t reach your high standars."
Serena had read the rumors about Natasha linking girls more than she should. It wasn’t a bad thing and certainly no one cared about that shit those days, except the Elite, of course. She knew that and she was going to use it against her, since she had decided to bring Dan to the equation Serena felt free to bitch around. "You know, maybe I’m wrong and you are waiting someone, maybe some girl you like." She turned and picked her phone again, deciding to ignore the girl as much as she could, she was going to call her chauffer and told him to come pick her up instead of going on train to visit Dan. She had wanted to give him a surprise by getting on subway, to show him they could be like any other normal couple instead of worrying about money and things that for Serena didn’t have so much importance but for Dan were important. Then Natasha had to ruin it appearing on there, it was just her lucky day. "It has nothing to do the fact that Dan is lower class you know, and he is middle." She said, while she waited for the man to answer his damn phone. "And not for too long you know, only until my mom gets married with Rufus, then he will be richer than you."
"UHM, BLAH BLAH. TALK YOUR SHIT HERE.. BLAH BLAH BLAH"
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