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Title: sisterhood of the traveling panties<3
Description: tag;Li Mei C. Ashlynn S. Melanie H.


Amelia Stavros - December 8, 2007 12:21 AM (GMT)
    Amelia honestly did not know what she was doing here. Little miss Sparks had called her and two other "anonymous parties" over for some sort of creepy meeting. Apparently she was trying to start some sort of sisterhood within a sisterhood, or something along those lines. When Ash became crazy Ash, Amelia made a point not to listen, it always led to unwanted trouble. Don't get me wrong, Amelia welcomed trouble with open arms, but the kind Ash attracted...not exactly her cup of tea. Amelia reached into her pocket and tossed a few seeds and dirt onto the ground, then with the wave of her hand caused the seed to grow into an abnormally sized leaf. She sighed and tried sitting on it, she'd seen Poison Ivy do it many times,and heck that bitch was awesome. The plant wasn't really all that comfortable, she was till in the process of finding the right leaf. Was there a pond around her? Maybe a lily pad would be better.

    Before Amelia could begin searching for something to grow her lily pad in, she heard a noise from the door. Finally Ashlynn and her mystery guest were here, not. It was just a weird red headed freshman, with a terrible tan. Honestly did she get a Pyro to burn her skin up? It was terrible. "I don't think you're supposed to be in here."she sneered. Amelia stared at the girls chapped lips, gross the skin was pealing off and she was chewing it. Amelia's eyes popped as she watched the girl pick of pieces of flesh with her teeth, chew on it for a moment, then spit it onto the ground. "Uh..." she couldn't stop staring. "I think it'll be okay. As for you...maybe its you who should leave." She didn't want the girl to take this the wrong way but she had to say something. "What's your name?"

    "McKenzie." For such a terrible looking person, McKenzie sure was proud. "Oh well were do you get your tans?" she asked slowly, this way she could make sure to never go there.

    "I have a product come in." Such a snooty voice for such a little person.

    "Kay well McKenzie don't go there anymore and uh by some chap stick."

    Amelia sighed as McKenzie ran off into the hall, she didn't see what she was so offended about. She was only trying to help, and she said it in the nicest possible way. Was there really a nice way to tell someone that their nasty lips were crusty and that the hundred dollar tan they paid for was super crapy? In her opinion, which I'm sure you don't care about, it was worse to let little McKenzie run around with the false idea that she looked good. Better be told nicely and correct it, then let someone like Victoria Hart or Li Mei find her first, right? Well whatever, it was too late and she wasn't running after her. Although she was beginning to feel bad, maybe instead she could have made friends with her, bought her chap stick as a friend, and taken her to a salon for fun. Nah. Why go through all that trouble for a rude little freshman? It simply wasn't worth the time. Amelia sighed. "Sorry." she whispered weakly after the girl knowing she probaly couldn't hear her. Apparently she was wrong because some very colorful language came her way afterwards. "Auh! How rude!"

    (ooc:yea very short and crappy...sorry.)

Ashlynn Sparks - December 8, 2007 02:25 AM (GMT)
    Ashlynn walked down the hall and saw some ugly tanned girl running past her cursing and crying at the same time. What a fucktard. Wow, it was probably Amelia's doing. With her whole "I act mean but, I'm really not!" act. Oh please Ashlynn could see right through that. It was time to show Li Mei, Melanie and Amelia. Now Ash had just finished reading the sisterhood of the traveling pants and it had given her this wonderful idea. What about the sisterhood of the traveling panties. It was way more catchy and sure to be a page turner. But, she wasn't going to make this into a book she was going to make it into her reality. Of course she wasn't serious but, no one else needed to know that. That is why she didn't tell them what it was going to be about when she sent it to all of them because she knew that they would just laugh it off. Huh, she wasn't going to let that happen. Plus the rules were going to be completly different. Here is the new and improved list:

    Rules of the Sisterhood:
    1.You must never wash the pants. hello this is about panties
    2. You must never double cuff the pants. It's tacky.This clearly does not apply
    3. You must never say the word "phat" while wearing the pants. You must also never think to yourself "I am fat" while wearing the pants. Sorry Hun. If you think your fat you probably are.
    4. You must never let a boy take off the pants (although you may take them off yourself in his presence).Anyone may remove these panties for you. hehe.
    5. You must not pick your nose while wearing the pants. You may, however, scratch casually at your nostril while really kind of picking.Hello. your already not allowed to wash it now your dropping boogers on it. That's disgusting
    6. You must follow the procedures for documenting your time in the pants again these are panties!
    7. You must write your sisters throughout the summer, no matter how much fun you are having without them.Why would I want to talk to you bitches during the summer. Just leave each other a message and we might reply.
    8. You may only possess the pants for the specified length of time before passing them on to one of your sisters. Failure to comply will result in a severe spanking upon our reunion. okay replace pants with panties. Take them as long as you want I doubt any of us will want to wear them after you.
    9. You must not wear the pants with a tucked-in shirt and belt. See rule #2.Again does no apply!
    10. Remember: Panties = love. Love your pals. Love yourself. But, more then anything love ASHLYNN!

    She was going to pass out these rules to all of them after they had a weird wicken circle ceremony thing that she had made up on the spot. Then they would all have to sign it in their "blood". Which was really a red pen. She would have to keep a straight face if she wanted them to take her seriously. She walked in wearing a black robe and holding a candle chanting nonsense. Yeah they're sure gonna take you seriously. she brought robes for them and some outfits to where underneath. She was also carrying a Victoria's Secret bag with the "special" panties in them. She couldn't help but laugh evilly in her head Mwahahahahahahah. this was going to be fun.

Melanie Hart - December 8, 2007 07:20 PM (GMT)
Melanie walked dwn the hallway whistling with her hair curled around her finger. Her other hand was trailing the wall so that her nails were making a slight hissing noise from the friction. For some reason, her dear friend Ashlynn invited her to some gathering. At the moment, all Mel wanted to do was sleep. She sighed as she walked down the annoyingly long ass hall. As she turned the corner, a girl ran into her, hard.

"What the fuck! You little bitch!"

Mel ingnited her hands with electricity and slammed the girl against the wall. She stared at the girl with cold intensity and then, she let her go. She speculated the girl with the dying urge to laugh. The had tears running down her orange face, and it looked like she had held a hair dryer to her mouth for an hour or so. And in all honesty, the girl was down right ugly. Mel frowned and touched the girl's cheek soflty.

"Why are you crying?"

"Some evil bitch back there said I was ugly!"

"Well honey, she wasn't lying! Haha!"

Mel then stopped laughing and and looked at the girl who she once again reduced to tears. She was pretty sure it ws either Amelia or Ashlynn who offended the girl. Mel rolled her eyes and and walked pass the horrible excuse for a human. Why the hell was she crying? Mel just gave her the best damn truth she would ever hear, and she was crying!? She looked like a fucking umpa lumpa who hadn't had a sip of water in ten years. Melanie continued down the hall until she came to a door. She opened it and saw her dear Amelia standing there looking confused. She smiled one of her once in a life time sincere smiles and walked up to her friend.

"Hello my dear love. Why are you frowning, you look like you just took a shit in your pants!"

Mel was surpressing the urge to laugh. She was talking to Amelia in French. The girl could understand the majority of what Mel was saying, but she couldn't speak it. Sometimes Mel got tired of speaking in english, it was such a boring langauge. So she continually spoke to Ash and Amelia in French, until they understood her.

"And where the hell is Ashlynn, teh whole fashionably late thing doesn't work for her.

orange=french
ooc:(ugh! i know it's short. p.s. amelia i stole your lang. color coding thing. hope you don't mind :))

Li Mei Cheng - December 9, 2007 01:38 AM (GMT)
[ooc: i love how we're just passing along the little orangutan like that! XD]

Li Mei glanced down at the little orangutan and cocked an elegant eyebrow. Who had dragged this little primate through the halls and left her to blubber and snort disgustingly. She looked like some weird tribal thing with tracks through her horribly fake tan. And she was going at her lips with her teeth like nobodies business. It actually looked pretty painful. She gave her a considering look. She really did look like an orangutan with her orange-y skin and bright, fruit colored hair. It would be almost comical if it weren't so damn annoying.

"What the hell's the matter with you?" she asked. The girl cried harder. Li sighed. Of all the things she had to run into, this is what she could handle the least. She was not in the habit of comforting people - ever. She was more in the habit of 'shoot it and put it out of its misery'. Her vision flashed for an instant and suddenly the girl was throwing herself into her arms, sobbing out her life story. Her vision flashed back and the girl was still on the floor, with a strange contemplative gleam in her eye.

"Don't even think about it," she snapped, lifting a manicured finger to forestall her. "If you touch me you won't get the understanding ear you're expecting, got it? I'll just hit you - which I would find pleasant and you would not."

She moved to stand over her and placed fisted hands on her hips. Did the primate have the potential to be pretty, she thought as she eyed her critically. No, she concluded. The tan probably had put a permanent orange tint to her skin and lips - Li Mei shuddered. Gross. And then she noticed the disgustingly hopeful look the girl was giving her and she stepped around her as she pulled out a cigarette.

"I hate it when people expect random charity," she muttered as she lit it. "Scram, you little monkey."

She didn't wait to see if the girl moved but kept moving down the hall until she reached the room that the note from Ash had named. Everyone was there before her. Great. She sighed and took a drag from her cigarette as she eyed the other girls in the room. A very, very strange bunch. All horrible, morally deficient people. This could be fun.

She pasted on a faux smile before stalking to Amelia and blowing a cloud of smoke into her face.

"You're in my spot, bitch."

Amelia Stavros - December 9, 2007 01:55 AM (GMT)
    Amelia frowned as Melanie spoke to her the worst language on the earth. She titled her head and gave her friend a smile. "Victoria you know I hate the French," she stated then gave Mel a quick side ways glance. "'Cept you of course," she grinned. "And any one you are pleasantly acquainted with." Amelia didn't actually hate French people, just the country. She wasn't exactly sure how this all started, but for as long as she could remember she has had a terrible image of the country. Maybe it was the spitting, maybe it was the annoying way the rolled their eyes, maybe because every French waiter she ever met acted so high and mighty. Maybe they were confused but they were serving her. Putting on a suit at a fancy restaurant did not make you special if you were serving the people. "Ha! As if Sparky could do anything fashionable. It's not in her genes." Amelia joked before dumping more seeds and dirt around.

    Amelia eyed Ashlynn as she came into the room looking very suspicious. She eyed her outfit carefully, it was just the sort of thing Amelia and her crazy friends would do. What was little Miss Ashlynn Sparks up to now? Amelia sighed and shook her head. "You're crazy girl. Crazy." She pulled off her blue Victoria's Secret PINK sweater and tossed it onto the ground beside. As soon as Amelia turned around a puff of smoke was in her face. Lovely it was none other than the devil himself, Li Mei Cheng. Why the hell was she smoking? More importantly why did she feel the need to puff it into Amelia's face? Honestly the girl must have been getting really tired of fucking old men if she needed to puff smoke into a sophomore's face. Or maybe she was upset that Amelia didn't share the interest. Nah, some old geezer boyfriend of her probably dumped her, because she forget to get him his viagara and Laxatives.

    Amelia coughed and waved her hand in front of her face. "Second hand smoke kills and there are much cooler ways to die." she said after getting all the smoke out of the way. She waved her hand over the seeds she'd planted before and grew Poison Ivy leaves. She let the plant extend until it snatched away Li Mei's cigarette, tossed it away, and rubbed her on the cheek. "I'd see a pharmacist." she told no one in particular. Amelia sighed and turned her attention to the papers Ashlynn had in her hands. "What you got there Miss Halliwell?"




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