Post by lauren mallory on Aug 27, 2008 23:38:38 GMT
lauren amelia mallory ,
proud, presumptuous, influential, personable, charismatic, energetic, petty, headstrong, fiercely loyal to her friends, fiercely competitive with her rivals, exuberant, fashionable, quick to make decisions.
alias •• joy[/blockquote]
age •• sixteen!
how you find us? •• ad hopping
contact •• see jane's
other characters •• jane (joy needs to play some characters who aren't bitches.)
rp sample ••
“Ugh, Katie,” Lauren Mallory complained from inside a dressing room at the Seattle Boutique she had dragged her friends to. “This totally makes me look fat.” The purple dress didn't make her look fat in the least and she knew it. Her friends knew it. They even knew that she knew it. Pretty much everyone who went to Forks High knew that Lauren Mallory jumped at any and every chance she could to get people to tell her she was beautiful.
She twisted this way and that in the dressing room, trying to see the back of the intricately crafted dress. The way the fabric moved around her small (wirey. boyish.) frame was pleasing enough, but the color was abrasive, and clashed with her (not edgy, but stupidly) cropped hair. She ran her fingers through the short pale strands and suddenly became frustrated with the whole ensemble, pulling it off as quickly as she could.
Finding a homecoming dress would have to wait. Besides, she thought bitterly, she wasn't entirely sure she'd even have a date yet. Tyler hadn't asked her, after all. He wasn't even supposed to be here anymore- being a year older than the rest of his friends, he really should have left for college a few weeks ago. He had his public reasons, the ones he told her and everyone else, but Lauren was almost entirely sure he'd stayed because of Bella Swan.
She bit her lip as she exited the dressing room, flinging the god awful dress at a sales attendant. She would probably never understand Bella Swan's allure. She hadn't seen anything special in the girl when she'd first arrived, except that Tyler (and every other guy at the school) was completely all over her. Even Angela and Jess had latched on to her pretty much instantly. Lauren didn't get it. She was just another pale, particularly uncoordinated girl.
A pale, uncoordinated girl who had had everything that Lauren ever wanted, and then she ran away. Or got herself kidnapped or eaten by a bear. Whatever it was, Lauren was pretty much certain it was the only bad thing that had happened to Bella in her time at Forks. She shivered involuntarily, knocking on Katie's dressing room door.
“Katie, let's go get yougurt or something. We have like a month to find dresses.” She begged, getting only a mumbled response from her friend. “Come'on, Kates, don't you have to do that thing for Civics? We can do it together.” She pushed, sitting down on a display of shoes nearby.
“What's up with you, Laur?” Katie asked her, exiting the dressing room.
“I'm just really stressed out, you know?” She replied quickly with a thin smile.
“Laur...” Katie warned, putting her returns on a pile of clothing. Lauren sighed and stood up.
“Let's go get yougurt.” Lauren reitered, her tired tone clearly stating that she was done with that particular train of thought. Katie raised a narrow eyebrow. Lauren waved a passive hand at her and picked up her purse, exiting the small store quickly. She didn't deserve such good friends, really. Katie could always one hundred percent for sure tell when something was wrong with her. It was a little annoying, actually, but good.
“Really, Lauren, if you need to talk about anything, I'm here.” She said with a brilliant smile. Lauren smiled back, eying Katie's long hair. It was really too bad, Lauren reflected, that they'd both been nominated for Homecoming Queen. Katie was a really pretty girl, and had fantastic charisma. In fact, if she wasn't content with being second, she probably could have won. That was another thing about Katie that Lauren really liked. She didn't mind playing second fiddle for her.
“I'm just worried about Bella, I guess.” Lauren said (almost) truthfully. In ways, she was- petty a girl as she was, she'd never wish death on Bella, and if she had run away, Lauren probably hadn't helped in her decision. She wasn't heartless, not entirely. Plus, if it was that important to Tyler, she had to support him somehow. She'd seen the way Bella looked at the Cullen boy. She should really be more concerned about college girls.
“I think everyone is.” Katie comforted (although it didn't make Lauren feel much better). If it had been her who had disapeared, she pondered, would Tyler have stayed? Would her father have come running from Italy to look for her? Would everyone be so worried sick that the teachers granted extensions on homework for those who were helping for the search in the woods? She couldn't help but hope they would.
“Yeah.” Lauren muttered, brushing her hair out of her eyes. “Everyone.”
