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Who do you like more? Dakota or Elle? I can't decide. They're both amazing ;)

Ok, first I just want to say how sorry I am for leaving polyvore without mentioning it to the mods of my roleplays and that I'm finally back and that I'll really try to catch up and yes, I'm SO SO sorry....
 
The problem is that I'm in too many roleplays at once. Four of them...I really like all of them, but I just can't do all of them. So I'm leaving SCS. Okay, they're kicking me out. I haven't made a set in that roleplay for like a month or something. WFF should probably kick me out too. I made only three sets. Audition, Intro and a mandatory event. Lame, I know.
II- I don't know what to do with Beata...I'll try to write for her again. I like her...
BD- Madeline will have her intro set like... today?
 
And I'll try and catch up with all of your lovely sets you made, my fabulous polyfriends!!
 
-xo Alexis <3

Hello, darlings!!
I was tag by ♥[SweetFreeSoul (b'day July 3 ) in this wonderful set : http://www.polyvore.com/rihanna/set?id=33675161
THIS IS A TAG CONTEST!
Entries must include one of the featured items:
- http://www.polyvore.com/tubes_fleurs_blog_de_lile/thing?id=26671879
- http://www.polyvore.com/13_free_milk_at_union/thing?id=1291522
- http://www.polyvore.com/suede_caged_sandal/thing?id=20285926

Then tag atleast 3 people to do same! :)
And enter the set in this contest:
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Have fun!!
now I tag :
♥ StygiaN (｡◕‿◕｡)
Katie_Cullen08
Miss Holland

July 7th- Dance night! Wear your prettiest clothes because we'll organize a little disco under the stars.
 
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Beata is back! Let's say she was very ashamed from the throwing up accident, so she wasn't to be seen much.
The story will be up soon. Anybody wants to be included? xo

For my great polyfriend Ellchy: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=2131359
Check out her sets!! They're amazing!! <3
 
Draga, hvala ti na svim lajkovima i komentarima!!
Nadam se da ti se sviđa ovaj set :) Stavila sam Penelope jer sam je vidjela na tvojoj ikoni, pa sam mislila da je najbolje da za tebe napravim set o njoj ;)

Name: Madeline van Cleve
Age: 18
Personality: she's cold
Flaws: smokes way too much, has an eating disorder, and she's colder than ice toward every other living being on earth.
Likes: cigarettes, horseback riding, paiting/drawing random things.
Dislikes: people who talk too much, b*tchy girls, hospitals, talking about her sister (must read bio!)
Style of dress: feminine/girly, but with a little bit of edge ( I know that this 'edge' isn't really visible in this set, but yeah...she's got an edge ;)
Talents: acting, paiting/drawing
Bio: Madeline has always been a happy, life loving girl. She was popular in school, she had a lot of friends and a rich family which gave her everything she wanted. Madeline was satisfined with her life. She was truly happy, but... all that happiness disappeared when her little sister got sick. Madeline's sister Nerissa had got cancer. She has fought it for four years. In those four years, Madeline knew that her sister would eventually get better. That she would survive. Nerissa van Cleve died while holding her sisters hand. She died with a smile on her pretty young face. Madeline will never forget that smile. She promised that she will remember it in her heart. Forever. From that day, she changed. Her heart became cold. Now she doesen't care about anyone. Only about herself. She became a b*tch. Evil, cold hearted b*tch.
Her feelings turned into ice. An ice no one can break. One day when she was horseback riding, she fell from the horse and hitted her head. Now, she lays in coma, in the same hospital her sister died.
Model: Darla Baker
Taken by: ♥..Łexi..♥ (hopefully!)
Top 3 Choices:
1. Madeline van Cleve
2. Valerie Asher
3. Victoria Adams

Collab with the fabulous {le bouton de rose} !!
I know it's long. Try to read the whole thing ;)
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(*while walking on the beach)
Ever since I heard about what are we going to do tonight, the little talent show, I was nervous.
Beatá Krall was not a nervous person. She was always calm and patient. Okay, she wasn't a patient person either. But she was strong. Stronger then most of the people thought she was.
 
I was thinking which talent of mine should I show tonight. What should I do to impress those people?
 
Sing. I'll sing. But which song? Adele songs are too hard. Gaga's songs are too complicated. It should be something I know. Oh, wait. I know a perfect song...
 
(*at the talent show)
I was nervous. Again. I was shaking. My whole body was an earthquake.
Calm down. Calm down, you stupid girl. Just calm the f.ucking down already.
It was quite cold tonight and I forgot to take a jacket with me. So I was starting to shiver as well. Oh, dammit!
 
We were all sitting on the beach, right in front of the little wooden stage. The moon was very shiny tonight. I tried to just look at it, thinking how it will calm me. No, no help from the moon.
The others were pretty good with their talents, I have to admmit that. Some of them had weird talents. Some of them was really an enjoyment to watch. When little Mina was done, it seemed like it was my turn on the stage. My stomach clenched. Shit. I usually didn't have such a big problem with singing in public, but these people, these cameras were killing me right now.
I took a deep breath and climbed to the stage. I tried to smile.
I am not nervous. I'm calm. I am not nervous. I'm calm...
 
''So, my dear people...''I started to say, but I stoped when I saw a light coming from the main house. I thought that we were all here. Who could be in the house now?
I pushed the thought in the back of my head and finished what I was going to say:
''Um, yeah. I'll sing a song that was once upon a time written by my boyfriend for me. He died in a car accident two years ago. Um, so, yeah...here it goes...
 
I started to sing. My voice was slightly shaking. I was hoping that no one will notice.
''The wind in her hair, her smile which is always there...''
 
And then it happened. My body exploded.
I feel to the ground and threw up probably the whole freaking dinner I ate before this.
I heard people scream. They were saying something like:
''Ohmygod, ohmygod!''
''Disgusting thing ever!''
''Jeez, Beatá!''
''Gross.''
I looked up. I couldn't bear the looks on their faces.
Tears started to spill from my eyes. The cameras. The laughter. I had to ran away.
 
I quickly got down from the stage and ran the fastest I could toward the house. The tears were filling my eyes, so couldn't see straight.
I didn't care. I just ran.
 
I sprinted to the bathroom. I didn't even notice that the light was on. I simply fell to the ground and started to weep.
And then I heard a voice.
 
''Beatá? What the hell?'' It was a very familiar voice with a slight french accent. Fleur.
 
''Beatá, why are you crying? What happened?'' she asked me. I didn't answer.
''Beatá?'' she tried again.
''What? Leave me alone!'' I shouted.
''What happened?''
''I just ruined my own life. That's what happened.'' My voice was still shaking.
''And how did you do that? Wait, is that vommit on your dress? Oh my god. Did you just vommited or something?'' she asked me again.
 
I removed the hands from my face and looked at her. I knew that I was looking like a disaster. My make up was ruined. My dress was ruined. My life too.
''Yes. I threw up. On the stage. In front of everyone!''
I answered. She was just staring at me. Then she said:
''S.hit happens. So what? Get over it. It' life.''
She gave me a tissue. And another one. And another one.
''It's okay for you to say that. It didn't happened to you.'' I told her.
''You're right Beatá. It didn't, but-''
I interrupted her.
''Now they're going to remember me as the girl who vommited. They'll call me the vommit girl. On, no! I don't want them to call me like that!''
And I started to cry. Again.
''Listen to me. No one will call you like that. I promise. Except meybe me. And stop crying! It won't do you no good.'' She gave me another tissue.
''Come on! Raise your pretty head. You don't care what they think. You're the one who matters. Cheer up.''
 
She got up to leave, so I quickly said:
''Fleur, how come you're so nice to me? I thought you hated me.''
She turned around and gave me an evil half smile.
''Oh, Beatá. I still hate you. But... you and I are alike. Of course you're a complete crazy b.itch and I simply like to say what I have on my mind, but yes.
That's the way it is.''
 
Then she left. I smiled. A complete crazy b.itch. Right.