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Post by Caylee Marie Waldorf on Jan 2, 2009 9:40:42 GMT -6
Caylee's not used in being alone in a bar but during her stay in New York, she has tried it. It was indeed lonely but somehow she got used to it but deep inside she hoped for someone to have a drink with. It's always better to drink and be able to talk to someone. Her fake ID has worked in New York just the same here in Florida. She settled herself on a vacant seat in a bar and had her usual Vodka Martini.
The thing about Cay's she's not a very good drinker. After just few shots, she already feel tipsy and that has not been good on her side because the moment that she gets drunk, she'll just fall asleep even if she's with nobody. So for this night, she's taking it kinda slow. She wondered how Stephen really feels about her. That puzzled her and she even made crazy ideas about him cheating on her. They may not be together but Stephen's not the type who completely ignores her feelings, at least not with Caylee.
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Post by Brylee Sharpe on Jan 2, 2009 18:33:28 GMT -6
♥} we were young, we were wild, we were restless
we were lovin’ blind - borderline reckless we were livin’ for the minute we were spinnin’ in maybe we were a lot of things but we weren't crazy
Brylee had, had, had to get out. For the past few weeks she'd been confined to her house. Well, i suppose that's what you get for moving in on your own, huh? She'd been unpacking, making sure Brett was settled, and more unpacking. Boxes adorned all the walls and she was only half way through. Not fun at all. So tonight, she was goin out. Bee was dressed to kill, fake i.d in tow and was ready to have some fun.
She got through secriuty with no problem at all. Though she was only a little younger, in Vegas people recognized her. Here barely anyone knew, let alone the bouncers. A hell of a lot of confidence and long legs didn't hurt either. She pretty much strode in like she owned the place, doing nothing more then flicking her id in the bouncer's general direction. Bry had clubbed all over Vetgas and this was her first night out here. She was here to compare.
It was no surprise Brylee partied. What may have been a secret was the fact she drank very little, as in one or two. She walked up to the bar and ordered a Pina Colada and found a tabel. She drank about half of it before heading out to the dance floor. She had only gotten drunk once in her life. It had been her first party and her first sip of alchohal. She kept at it and ended up - cough- dancing on a table with her top off, she had been fifteen. yeah. That was enough to scare her off for a while. When she drank, it was to loosen up just a tad.
Brylee now looked around for either a familiar face or a hot guy. She saw a couple guys but decided to dance alone. She always did that. She'd head out to the floor and start movin. The guys came to her. Now out there, she started shaking her hips to the beat, left arms ion the air, glass in hand. She started dancing .When she danced, she was in a certain place. A place where she was a star. She drew attention from the outside world and people wanted to dance with her because she was carefree and fun. That was her.
After a few songs, Bee was out of breath. She headed back to the bar for a refill. She sat on a stool and waited. As she did, she looked to her right. A mischivious glint appeared in her eye. This was the girl she'd been told was Caylee Waldorf; aka: the girl Blair and Brylee were going to dethrown. "Hey." she said sweetly. Let the good times roll
Outfit; ; Short and SweetStatus; ;Fin-eeshed Lyrics; ; We Weren't Crazy - Josh Gracin Tagged; ;Caylee Bay-Bee
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Post by Caylee Marie Waldorf on Jan 2, 2009 18:49:26 GMT -6
Out of nowhere, out of deep thinking a brunette girl appeared in front of her. She's pretty and by the looks of it she's one hell of a party girl. The good thing about going to bars is that you can meet tons of people though the downside is that you don't know who's real and who's not. After her talk with Stephen, she's no longer interested with other things. Even her 'Queen Bee' title which will surely shock her close friends and will surely push her not to mind it at all. There's only one thing on her mind and that's to get Stephen's trust back. She surely has matured a lot.
She turned and smiled to the girl who greeted her. "Hi." She said softly. Caylee wasn't like this before. She's not completely friendly but she has learned a lot while she was away in and being locked in her room in New York. Everyone needs someone. She took another sip from her vodka.
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Post by Brylee Sharpe on Jan 2, 2009 19:57:31 GMT -6
So far, BRylee hadn't met any guys who had caught her intrest...with the acception of that torist who she'd made out with for a couple hours.... But other then him, they were just guys. Nothing special. To be far however, she had only been out of the house a few times this summer. Thank you hundreds of boxes.
She looked at this Caylee character. She was pretty, a little out of it maybe, but pretty. brylee smilied sweetly again. I'm Brylee, i just moved here she offered her long fingered hand. Apparently, Caylee didn't recognize her face, maybe her name now since it had been plastered on Gossip Girl. Unless, of course, she was one of those totally out of the loop people who didn't read it. Brylee had been here only a couple months and she already knew it was like the bible around here. Brylee wasn't shy, so she sat down right next to the girl, as if they were old friends.
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Post by Caylee Marie Waldorf on Jan 3, 2009 8:56:01 GMT -6
Caylee took another sip from her Vodka. Her eyes were getting heavy and yet she can't resist and stop drinking. She looked at the girl named Brylee and her name somehow sounds familiar but she has too much now to think of other things. She nodded slowly and looked at her. "Nice to meet you Brylee. I'm Caylee by the way." She said, and forgot that she might know her as well. Surely people talked about her sudden disappearance and appearance. But being known and popular even keeping the title Queen Bee's not on her mind right now.
She signaled to the bar tender for another glass of Vodka. "So, what brought you here?"
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