Malvina Sabina
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Post by Malvina Sabina on Jan 25, 2008 23:04:49 GMT -5
Malvina stepped out of the taxi and paid the driver as she arrived at the airport. Venice was her destination. She'd be staying for one week in the Ute Hotel, set on the lagoon of Venice, by europe's second largest beach. Not that she'd be spending much time at the beach. It was winter in Venice she she expected the temperature to reach a top of about 10 degrees celcius while she was there. Malvina loved the cold whether anyway. They'd be flying over the North Atlantic Ocean to the airport at Venice. She'd be on that plane for about 20 hours. Malvina hadn't planned to go with anyone, She was just really looking forward to exploring the city in peace, maybe party a bit with the other tourists and the backpackers. She just wanted to go somewhere different for a while. She went through the customs and security without a hassle, only having to take off her earings, bangles and necklaces while goingthrough certain parts of security. Nothing too huge or fancy, just roaming the streets mainly. Her long whote blonde hair was tucked up under a black Addict Gatsby-styled hat. She wore a (Gap)Red t-shirt, jacket and jeans, (Converse)Red shoes, and accesories. She also carried a iPod (Product)Red in her pocket, filled with her favourite songs. That should've been enough to get her through the flight. In her black bag she carried a Dell (Product)Red laptop and a book, just in case. Malvina sat down on a chair and waited for her plane to start boarding. She took out her phone a checked it. Finding no new messages she slipped it back into her pocket, waiting patiently for the plane to start boarding. ((The campaign (Red) is a fundraiser for people in Africa with HIV/AIDS. Founded by Bono, Bill Gates and Michael Dell.))
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Post by Serena VanDerWoodsen on Jan 25, 2008 23:20:04 GMT -5
Serena handed the flight attendant her ticket and walked down the hallway to the plane. She was going to Venice for a week for the sake of needing a vacation. She knew that it would be cold in Venice so she decided to dress warm wearing a white Dana Butchman coat over a tight black long sleeve shirt. She was wearing tight Citizens of Humanity jeans with a pair of black Manolo boots. She stepped onto the plane and looked at her ticket. She walked to her seat and noticed that she was sitting by someone familiar. "Malvina? What are you doing here?" Serena asked as she sat down in her seat.
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Malvina Sabina
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Post by Malvina Sabina on Jan 25, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -5
Malvina looked up from her J.R.R Tolkien book, The Hobbit, and smiled at Serena as she sat down, "Same thing as you it would seem. Escaping the busy New York City to take a breather and relax." She pushed her book back into her bag and adjusted her hat. She pulled out her phone and switched it off, thanking god for her international roaming sim card. "I'll admit that I did want to go to Scotland, visit the home land, but the Parents said I had to go to Venice. So, here I am." She said with a slight smile, her (Product)Red sunglasses propped up on her hat and her normal black rimmed glasses sitting on her face.
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Massie Block
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Post by Massie Block on Jan 25, 2008 23:34:15 GMT -5
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Post by Serena VanDerWoodsen on Jan 25, 2008 23:35:58 GMT -5
Serena laughed and replied to Malvina, "Really? Thats great, I'm so excited this should be fun." Suddenly she heard someone annoyingly calling her name. It was Massie. "Oh hey Massie," Serena said, annoyed that the girl was screaming.
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Malvina Sabina
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Post by Malvina Sabina on Jan 25, 2008 23:41:32 GMT -5
Malvina jumped as she heard screaming, slightly embaressed that her name was being echoed through the plane, some other people growling at the person screaming. "Hey Massie." She said quietly, adjusting her black hat for about the 12th time since she'd boarded the plane.
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Massie Block
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Post by Massie Block on Jan 25, 2008 23:45:16 GMT -5
"Cute outfit." Massie said to Malvina.
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Malvina Sabina
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Post by Malvina Sabina on Jan 25, 2008 23:48:00 GMT -5
"Expensive outfit." Malvina said with a laugh. She pulled her normal and (Product)Red glasses off her had and slipped them into the pocket that was on the back of the seat in front of her.
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Post by Serena VanDerWoodsen on Jan 25, 2008 23:50:20 GMT -5
Serena laughed, massie was always comenting on peoples outfits. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
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Malvina Sabina
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Post by Malvina Sabina on Jan 26, 2008 0:19:01 GMT -5
Malvina nodded, "Yeah Massie, what ARE you doing here? I heard you were going away somewhere. But I didn't think you the Venice type." She said, trying not to sound too mean or harsh.
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Post by Massie Block on Jan 26, 2008 0:31:49 GMT -5
"Ah, I'm not, my dad wanted me to get some Venice air." She rolled her eyes.
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Malvina Sabina
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Post by Malvina Sabina on Jan 26, 2008 6:31:39 GMT -5
Malvina smiled, "I know how you feel. If it weren't for my father, I'd be jet setting off to the homeland." She said, voice clad in a Scottish accent. Malvina looked up as a voice ran through the plane, telling the passengers to buckle up and watch the safety guid, demonstrated by the flight attendants. She did up her buckle and slid her bag under the seat in front of her, pulling her normal glases from the pouch on the chair.
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Post by Serena VanDerWoodsen on Jan 26, 2008 10:41:45 GMT -5
Serena sighed, she unlike the other two wanted to go to Venice. "Are you kidding? I think Venice will be great, I mean its surrounded by water and It just sounds really cool." Serena leaned back into her seat as the flight attendant called for take off. "Massie, you should probably go back to your seat."
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Post by accelerando on Jan 26, 2008 10:50:30 GMT -5
As usual, Angelique waited until the last possible moment before boarding a plane. I mean, who would want to be stuck in a seat for more than a person had to? She had dropped her bag off, being the first person on the plane, and had decided to walk around to give her legs a final stretch before the plane started. Hearing the all too familiar beep of the seatbelt signal warned Angelique to get back to her seat. Walking towards it, she saw that the seat beside her was already occupied, thankfully, by a girl, and not some old guy who would drool all over her for the whole plane ride.
She desperately needed a vacation from everything, the paparazzi, school, filming, everything. That's why she had packed her bags, and bought plane tickets to the first place that sounded remotely appealing. Venice, the city on water. Not to mention all the cute, Italian guys there. To disguise herself, she had worn her long hair back in a ponytail, and wore a cap over it. Applying some heavy makeup, she managed to conceal her creamy, tanned, skin and made it look darker, so that she looked Italian. Her amber eyes were covered in green contact lenses, as well, making her virtually impossible to recognize.
By then, she had made her way over to the seat, and sat down. Thankfully, it was an aisle seat. She hated the window seats, or the seats that were between two people. Bucking up her seatbelt, she turned to smile at the person sitting next to her. All of a sudden, she realized that it was Serena.
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Post by Serena VanDerWoodsen on Jan 26, 2008 11:03:58 GMT -5
Serena looked over at the girl and sat down and she had to take a second glance. The girl looked oddly familiar, but she couldn't figure out why or where she knew her from. It was bothering her alot. Serena turned towards the girl and said, "Excuse me, do I know you from somewhere. You look really familiar."
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