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Post by avery on Mar 4, 2011 23:26:21 GMT -5
  Having two jobs was supposed to help Avery save money to get a place of her own, yet the only thing it managed to do was give her more money to spend. If there was one thing she was good at, besides drinking and having sex, it was definitely shopping. Avery loved clothes, shoes and jewelry. She was your typical teenage girl in that respect, but that and going to college were about the only thing that was teen-like for the bleach blonde. Avery had given up her childhood years before, not to any one particular thing, except her own insanity. It was her fear of commitment and her constant need to find the next best thing that fueled her fire. Avery had no intentions of settling down now or ever in her life. She’d seen what that had gotten other people and there was no way Avery was putting her heart out on the line like that for someone to stomp all over, she was smarter than that. Or so she thought. The one person she had thought would never let her down or leave her side was slowly slipping away from her, her brother Tyler. Something was going on with him and she had no idea what it was. It was like Ty was happy yet at the same time he was distancing himself from her. Avery always had Axel, and he was definitely replacing Tyler as her rock. Even though the hadn’t known each other that long, he was the best friend that she had ever had. Not even her bitches back home could compare to him. Then there was Lazarus. Laz, he was in a category all his own. Avery didn’t quite understand what was going on between them. When they had met they were strictly friends with benefits, and they were still that, but things had changed. They went from random hookups because they were horny and had nothing else going on to almost needing to be around each other. Avery knew that things were still slightly platonic with a sexual twist, but part of her wondered why things had changed.
As she walked in and out of each store, Avery found something to buy in each of them. Of course she didn’t need any of the things she was buying, but she wanted them. The adrenaline rush of spending money was taking place of the lack of alcohol in her system. Avery had actually gotten up that morning, naturally with a hangover, and instead of drinking it away she figured she’d try something different. Being sober. It bothered her to hear her brother tell her she was becoming an alcoholic, she wasn’t. Maybe she wasn’t. Once Avery got something in her mind there was no changing it, but even with the shopping it was damn hard for her not to think about getting a drink. There had to be something more to it than just the alcohol, like the fact that things in her life were shifting again. The stress was getting to her and that was her way of coping, wasn’t it? So maybe it wasn’t the healthiest way, but she was doing it. Avery could control her drinking and that, in her mind, made her completely fine. As she made her way towards the one store she hadn’t gone in yet, Avery couldn’t help but think about Laz and wonder exactly what he was doing. Stepping through the doorway of Hot Topic, the blonde female got her answer. Blue eyes narrowing at the sight, Avery could feel rage and jealousy rising through her body so quickly that her whole body started getting hot. She had always been a jealous girl, but this was a level she had never reached before. Avery hated seeing Laz with other girls, she wanted to be his main bitch, but Lazarus was way too good to be flirting with that bleach blonde whore.
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tagged: lazarus and victoria
word count: idk
outfit: spending money bitches
notes: love and hate in the same thread. epic!
credit: I made this template! so don’t steal, k?thanks!
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Post by misszombi on Mar 9, 2011 14:39:51 GMT -5
 Victoria Antoinette Wood[/b]
Another day, another dollar [to spend].
A sigh escaped from glossed lips Tori Wood shoved her Hilton work uniform into the trunk of her 1988 gray volvo. The reasons she had for taking the job as a maid at the well known hotel were beyond her. After a grueling night-long shift the girl was in need of some serious retail therapy. With quick hands she grabbed her shoes from their box and slipped them on. The comfort of leather quickly enveloped her aching feet. Though they were heels there was something to be said about the comfort of a pair of Maurie and Eve shoes.
Once fully dressed the small girl grabbed, from the front seat of her beat up car, a Vivienne Westwood purse. In the past she and her parents had joked that her attire on any given day was worth more than the car he drove, and they were right. The combination of outerwear, underwear, and accessories was worth far more than the 200 dollar sedan. With a grumble Tori kicked the car door closed, it was the only thing that her parents hadn't made her work for. The phone bill, the nice clothes and expensive bags, that was all Tori. Though her spending streak had stopped when she moved in with Ayden she couldn't resist the temptation of the mall after a grueling work session.
After each door was locked, and the contents of the trunk made so that no person on the lookout for free gear could reach them Tori strolled towards the entrance of the mall. Her heeled boots made a familiar clacking noise as she progressed. Though in tall shoes her movements were fairy-like. Light, airy, and a bit too feminine. As she walked she batted her long eyelashes towards mall-goers, winking in the direction of cute boys and girls alike. Some would turn away in embarrassment, others would stare on in wonder. Who was this short bleach blond bombshell strolling through the parking lot in a mini skirt while the weather froze others?
It didn't take long for the girl to reach the food court. Once inside the warmth of kitchens and the smells and sounds of a classic food court met her ears. Pretzels, Burger King, Chinese, it all smelled so delicious to the exhausted girl. However, he ignored the rumbling in her stomach, it was time to go shopping.
While passing the various food stands and counters Tori grew increasingly more aware of the thirst she now had. In an attempt to quench it she stopped at the pretzel shop and ordered a large coke, no ice. After paying with her visa the girl continued on her quest while she sipped absent mindedly from the straight straw.
Her choices of places to shop were quite limited. Though in a mall setting one might hit several stores, Tori was only in the mood for one. She turned her direction towards the Hot Topic and advanced on the store like a timid lion cub. Her longing for new clothes only halted by the tall figure she encountered on her way.
Lazarus was tall, about a foot taller than the girl, less so when she was wearing heels. The first thing she noticed about him was his hair, the gleaming blond, the interesting cut, it was all too perfect for the male she now gaped at. Her eyes scanned the figure, taking in his body-type and appearance. Always a flirt, she advanced on the male, her senses sharp. "Here I am, what are your other two wishes." She questioned, a serious yet playful look now on her face. She smiled gently and continued on her roll of pick-up lines. "Now, you're someone I could blog about. The names Tori Wood, who do I have the pleasure of meeting?" She questioned as she held her hand out to him in a friendly manner. He certainly did have all the makings of the perfect boy. Tall, good looking, and if was friendly he just might be as close to perfect as they come..
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Post by laz on Mar 10, 2011 0:32:23 GMT -5
SO WHAT IF YOU CAN SEE, THE DARKEST SIDE OF ME? [/color][/font]  NO ONE WILL EVER CHANGE THIS ANIMAL I HAVE BECOME[/color][/font] help me believe, it's not the real me; somebody help me tame this animal![/color][/font]
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •[/color][/center] Lazarus loved shopping, maybe not as much as some girls he knew but certainly more so than your average male, but then again Lazarus certainly was not your average male. Walking into Hot Topic he winked at the cashier remembering the guy from a few days prior whom he had coaxed into the changing room with him for a ‘second opinion’ on a few things. The guy was definitely a fine piece of work Laz wouldn’t mind tapping once more, that was until his gaze immediately picked out the bleach blonde in mostly empty store. A smirk cross over his lips as he walked over the girl mostly with her back to him at first. “Hey, and I was just thinking about you.” He murmured seductively in her ear and letting one hand unabashedly grab her ass before taking a side step around her. Getting an actual look the tiny bleach bottle girl Lazarus immediately found himself cursing inside, this definitely was not Avery. Right from where he had previously he had immediately assumed it was his favourite bitch and just naturally thought Ave had cut her hair shorter, it was crazy the uncanny appearance between Avery and this girl before him, especially from behind.
He smirked when he stepped closer towards him and spoke of two wishes. “Sorry, I really thought you were someone else.” He said. “It’s Lazarus.” Laz replied eyeing Tori up and down. “Though can’t say I’m sorry for running into you now.” He added, and couldn’t help the smirk spreading across his features. “Two wishes though? So what would you say to finding me a pair of cuffs and the getting to the ‘horizontal mambo’ right over there.” Laz smirk gesturing over in the direction of a set of change rooms. Tori was good looking he would definitely give her that but there was still a part of Laz that couldn’t get over the similarities between her and his friend and needless to say that was putting just a slight damper on deciding whether he might actually be willing to follow through on those words for some odd reason. It was almost as if he there was part of seeing it like if he wanted to hook up with a bleach bottle blonde and a rather close look-a-like to Ave at that why not just go for the real thing. [/blockquote][/SIZE][/center][/color][/font] • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • [/color] wordcount: 394
tag: ave/tori
outfit: coming soon
music: silent
notes: ugh really sorry about the wait my muse has been weird lately
also hence this shit reply, really meant to reply before tori got something up sorry about that.
lyrics: animal i have become by three days grace
credit: thavron @ caution
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Post by avery on Mar 10, 2011 1:52:10 GMT -5
There was no denying it, the sight of Lazarus flirting with another girl got to her, but seeing him with someone who looked so much like her, was making Avery’s blood boil out of control. All she could think about was walking right up to the girl and snatch her up by her bleach blonde hair and beat the shit out of her, but Avery knew that wouldn’t help anything. She didn’t want Laz mad at her, she just wanted him to see that she was the better option, the best option. Why was she letting all of this bother her? They were only friends with some kick ass benefits, weren’t they? Yes, that’s all they were. Fuck, then why on earth couldn’t she control herself? Avery could feel her tiny hands balling up into fists. This bitch had no business flirting with Lazarus, no fucking business at all. Her breathing was getting more shallow, yet her heart was beating far faster than it should. Adrenaline was pumping through her body. If she didn’t calm her ass down, Avery was going to land herself in jail for assault and battery. Why on earth was this getting to her on this level? What the fuck was wrong with her? This was getting ridiculous, she couldn’t be falling for Lazarus.
Blowing her bangs out of her face, Avery knew she had to go up to Laz, she needed to interrupt whatever was going on before it went too far. If she knew anything about Lazarus Kepler it was that he could lay on the charm and make it work for him rather quickly. It didn’t take him days to get someone on his jock, it took him minutes, he was that damn good. Almost stomping towards them, Avery heard his voice, the words cutting through her like a knife. Her stomach flopped, her heart stopped and suddenly Avery wanted to throw right the fuck up on the floor of Hot Topic. Shit. This was wrong. If Laz wanted to sleep with this skank who the hell was she to stop him? She was his friend, she wasn’t his girlfriend and never would be. Even if she had liked him, which just couldn’t be right, he wouldn’t commit to her, he wouldn’t love her.
Letting out a deep breath, the blonde placed a fake smile on her face. Closing the gap between herself and Lazarus, Avery pushed the girl out of her way, dropping her bags onto the floor. Pressing her body up against his, tangling her fingers into his blonde and black hair, Avery kissed Lazarus feverishly. She could feel the electricity coursing through her body even when she broke their kiss. ”Interesting choice. She looks like a knock off of the real thing. I bet you she could never fuck you the way I do.” Avery smirked, her hands untangling from his hair, allowing her fingers to run down his chest before walking around to stand behind him, her arms wrapped around his waist. A glare formed on her blue eyes as she stared at the other girl. ”What the fuck you looking at?” Normally Avery would be all for Laz hooking up, hell she’d hook up with him, but not with this girl, she was too close to Avery, or at least a cheaper version.
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tagged: lazarus and victoria
word count: idk
outfit: spending money bitches
notes: love and hate in the same thread. epic!
credit: I made this template! so don’t steal, k?thanks!
lyric credits, Hollywood whore by papa roach |
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Post by misszombi on Mar 11, 2011 0:32:17 GMT -5
Victoria Antoinette Wood [/b]
As Tori stood before Laz she continued to size him up, all the while thinking of the things she would do to him if given the chance. While she was caught in her own world she hardly noticed him admit to thinking she was someone else. Though she had gotten this before at work she hardly knew how she could be confused with someone else. After all, Tori definitely had a completely different way of moving and speaking than the girl she assumed Laz was comparing her too.
"Well, Lazarus, my name is Tori, glad to see you're not that upset with me not being someone else." She grinned, moving closer to the male she was speaking with. From behind large lashes the girl watched a smirk grow on Laz's face, while her ears picked up his wishes. Cuffs and horizontal mambo? What the hell was a mambo? With a confused and uncomfortable laugh Tori shifted her purse to her other hand.
No sooner had she begun pondering the possibility of figuring out what the horizontal mambo was than another female had approached the male. She stepped back, watching as the girl forced a kiss onto Laz's lips. Well, there was one boy she wouldn't win, and Tori wasn't one for losing. With a stern voice the girl interrupted their kissing. "Excuse me, Ave, I believe it is. Could you please give some one else a chance to play the game?" She had heard Ave, Axel and Aden talking at work and had a slight idea that Avery had a thing for Laz, and she knew that they did things together. So why had she decided to be so rude to the girl. If anything she should feel bad about what she had done to the other girl.
However, she felt no remorse, only a bit of confusion. Why had he flirted back if he was taken? Was he taken? While she stared blankly at the two she allowed the words "What the fuck you looking at?" to bring her back to earth. She hadn't been looking at much. In fact, she couldn't even remember looking at the two that long. A bit concerned with how long her black-out was Tori shifted in her stance. She searched for words to reply to Avery, coming up with the cruelest thing in her arsenal, "Just a skank on a jealousy kick." She hissed, immediately wishing she hadn't been so cool.
It wasn't in Tori's nature to be jealous, so why was she feeling this way. After all, she wasn't even that interested in Lazarus, she wasn't even looking for anyone to play with. It just so happened that she had come across someone she found attractive. There was no crime in that, was there? Tori sighed, and flipped her hair from her face. Well, this was uncomfortable.
The girl contemplated leaving, not one for altercations and drama. However, something told her to stay. Perhaps Ave or Laz had something more to say that might pertain to her. Hell, he might even tell the other girl that it was no big deal, that he wasn't even interested. Tori hoped this would happen as enemies were not something she looked forward to having.
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