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Post by Kerstin Vought on Dec 27, 2006 11:52:56 GMT -5
Once being directed towards the table in which a few presents had already accompanied, Kerstin sauntered towards the console and set her gift upon it, secondly deciding to place the other gift amongst the contents also. If anything, she could grab the other watch before Paris decided to open his gifts, that or if she ever saw Alex. She wasn’t really sure if he would come. She didn’t even know if he and Paris had known each other. But right now, that didn’t matter. What /did/ matter was that Kerstin needed to be social; she needed to ‘mingle’ as they called it.
Turning back to face the group of girls, it was just then that Kerstin had realized there were /only/ girls here...so far. It made her grin just a tad—the thought of Paris knowing almost every girl in New York. She could definitely see it, he was good looking and charming. She greeted the new arrivals with a warm smile, taking a few steps to re-enter the ‘crowd’.
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Post by Mercedes Love on Dec 28, 2006 13:02:44 GMT -5
After being welcomed in, Mercedes nodded to both of the women, and went to drop her presents by the table. That's odd, Mercedes has yet to say a word? By now she would have said something, yelled at someone or gone to be loud somewhere...So what the hell is up? Mono. Say, what?! Mercedes Tritoni has mono, which she got from her last photographer. When people noticed she was out, and the news noticed she was always hiding away, Cede broke the bad news, telling the world, 'I'm not really sure how I got it, but I got it. I'll have to deal'. God damned virus. Of course, not wanting to die from a reputered spine, Mercedes found herself sitting a little far out from the rest of the girls. Oh, this was going to be interesting.
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Post by ||Alex Ace Ventore|| on Dec 29, 2006 6:08:14 GMT -5
Okay, so he didn't even know this Paris guy, although Alex couldn't deny a birthday party; especially when Kerstin was going to be there. Considering he didn't know the guy, he had no clue what to get for him. Although he did the best he could, he just bought him soem stuff that would satisfy Alex; himself. In the larger gift bag, which had a picture of a sexy model on it, of course only in a swim suit all wet and stuff, it held a red cloth like box holding an expensive Watch, with his name instead the clock part, and stuffed with designer clothes. For the other smaller bag, was a bunch of Expensive manly goods, like body spray and Gift cards to mutiple places. He didn't really know the guy, so he just bought whatever he would want himself for a christmas or birthday present. Plus he was a model, that's what Alex assumed consideirng that's what he heard. Oh well. the presents would do.
As he reached the main lobby of the building, he asked the manager; and he directed the way. The loud beep sound went off as he exited it with class. As the door was wide open, he invited himself. Okay so he was definately a guy. Sue Him. He stood there as the place was only filled with girls. God this guy was in heaven.Alex shot a friendly glance at Kerstin, more flirty if anything.
His wardobe was quite casual for the event, but still attractive, and sharp. Covering his muscular torso was a Blue&white, button-up, polo revealing bits and pieces of the white tee-shirt underneath it. The shirt reached just below his waist. On his strong soccer legs were brown/tan cargo shorts that shown his leg from knee down. His shoes were regular American Eagle style, holding the color of a tan. His hair was in a Fohawk. Meaning like a spike in the front.
He smiled at everyone in the building as if apologizing with his eyes if he was disturbing anything. "Hey..everyone" he greeted quite awkwardly.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 29, 2006 9:32:16 GMT -5
As Olivia put the gifts down on the table, all of them, she kind of felt stupid. Everyone had brought only one gift for the guy and they'd brought gifts along for their friends. Maybe they shoulnd't have. But then again, she wasn't sure if they would get together so it was better now than never. She heard someone come in but didn't bother with looking who it was. She was signing the card that came with Paris' gift. Ophe had chosen it, it was suppose to be funny.
It showed a guy close-up, that said "I tried getting you a sports car for your birthday.." with a smile, then underneath he was still in close-up, but with a frown. "But it didn't work out." Inside the card, you saw the guy laying on a jail cell bed, saying "Happy birthday anyways..." In Ophe's scribbly writing, the blonde had wished him a happy birthday and 'much much love'. Olivia added her own little message, writing 'I hope all your wishes come true, Olivia.' How cheesy, but what were you suppose to write to a boy you'd never met?
Olivia gasped as she saw Alex come in, squealing happily. "Alex!" she cried as she ran over to the guy greeting him, "I bet you're thinking you died and went off to heaven, huh?" she said, laughing out loud. The girl didn't realize she was being the loudest person at the party, but then again, Ophe wasn't good at /formal/ social situations.
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Post by Kerstin Vought on Dec 29, 2006 13:33:34 GMT -5
Dark, hazel eyes completed a scanning of the large room, top to bottom and left to right. She took in all of the bodily presences, noting they had been girls, lovely. She also watched as Mercedes made her way into a seated position inside her comfort zone, as if not wanting to join everyone else. If Kerstin had known the girl well, then she would have made an effort to ask the gorgeous model what was wrong, but she didn’t. It may have seemed harsh that Kerstin just looked the other way, but obviously Cede was alone for a reason, if she wanted help, or a social partner she’d ask someone, right?
‘Alex!’ Oh gosh. Kerstin turned to face the door, indeed, seeing Alex within its hold. She caught his smile and exchanged one of her own along with a mouthed ‘hey’, watching as one of the twins, Olivia, made her way towards. Kerstin’s eyebrows cocked upward with amusement, causing her smile to grow wider as she joined the other crowd of girls for some mingle time. She had then remembered the gift that was still within her hands. She kept hold of it, figuring she’d slip it to Alex when and if they ever got a chance to talk. She was sure they would, seeing as not everyone had screamed ‘Alex!’ when he had walked in, only the twin.
Situating herself into a comfortable stance with the heels on her feet, Kerstin continued to study all of the girls, though, not in any obsessive way. No, she didn’t swing like that, she was simply ‘observing’.
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Post by Heather von Trampp on Dec 29, 2006 14:36:07 GMT -5
She followed into the penthouse and placed her presents on the table with the rest of them. She noticed an extremely good looking guy in the room and decided, why the hell not? She might as well talk to someone.
She walked up to Alex, never having met him before and smiled her small, sexy smiled. "I haven't seen you around before. Are you new?"
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Post by ||Alex Ace Ventore|| on Dec 29, 2006 16:55:05 GMT -5
"I don't know about the dying part, but I went to heaven." he laughed as the twin approached. Noticing Kerstin's glance, he watched her walk to mingle. Paris was going to be a happy birthday boy today. The lucky Bastard. The dude was a model though, these are probably all his little model girlfriends, that he seduces on camera. Then again didn't that still make him lucky? Hell yeah. Alex laughed as he let the thought of modeling himself cross his mind. Sure, anyway you never go into modeling to get chicks. Mainly because you can't date any girl there, you work with her. Such a downer eh? Of course, for the guy who is sleeping alone at nights. Plus Alex had a good time finding chicks himself.
As another girl approached him, he smiled greetingly and looked at her. Okay...so Paris' model girls are coming to him, merely for enjoyment of teasing? Probably. Either that or they are just horny. "Hey, Nope lived in New York all my life. We probably haven't crossed paths yet" he replied to the Heather girl, still with a smile, friendly of course.
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Post by Paris Hamilton on Dec 29, 2006 18:07:55 GMT -5
Macy looked around at everyone. Noticing a guy walk in, she became happy. Paris didn't need all these girls around. "Hello." she said giving him a slight wave, but noticed he was soon occupied by the girls. Typical.
Looking out the window, she noticed a familiar person walking toward the building. It was Paris! "Everyone, Paris is coming so when he gets in I want everyone to say surprise."
Daria stood up, holding a glass of peach wine in her hand, Paris's favorite, and looked directly at the door waiting for Paris.
It was quite cold outside, and Paris rushed into the lobby of the hotel. His hands were pushed into the pockets of his black leather Armani jacket, that was unzipped and revealed a white polo. The bottoms of his light blue Calvin Klein jeans, were soaked from the melting snow, as well as his white Rebox sneakers.
Walking onto the elevator, he watched as the door closed him in and started going up. "Ding." The elevator doors opened, as he entered the luxurious hallway, to his room door.
Pulling out his key, he tried UN-locking it, but it had already been unlock. Daria was probably there. Pushing the door open his eyes grew in shock and amazement.
"SURPRISE!" everyone screamed in union.
A smile appeared across his face. This was his birthday party. Looking around Paris recognized most of the people from Mercedes party, but only knew about four of the people there.
"Thanks guys." he said walking to his brother and kissing her on both cheeks.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 29, 2006 18:17:23 GMT -5
The blonde laughed, leaning in to whisper something in his ear. "If there's dancing later, promise me a dance' 'kay?" she said, smirking. She'd already branded Alex as a good friend, a good friend with whom she could flirt with. Just because she flirted with everyone. She noticed another girl come by and decided to let him go. He would probably want to go meet new people anyways. "I'll see around.." she said, before going back to her sister. She noticed the brunette was gone.
Olivia had decided to see Mercedes, the girl from her workplace. She smiled sweetly, giving the dark-haired girl a small wave. "Hi." she said, knowing she coulnd't stick to Ophelia the whole time. Beforeshe had a chance to say anything else, everyone was asked to hide. Both girls did so and said 'Surprise!' when the birthday boy walked in.
Ophelia smiled as she saw, 'He's hot.' she whispered to her sister, giggling. Olivia simply rolled her eyes, chuckling.
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Post by Heather von Trampp on Dec 31, 2006 16:25:48 GMT -5
"Well it's a pleasure to finally cross your path", she smiled her cute dimply smile, "I'm Heather von Trampp." She put out a french manicured hand for him to shake. When she moved it, it jingled slightly as the silver signature Tiffany & Co. bracelet links hit against each other.
She looked up at him sincerely, wondering what the hell this guy was thinking about her as he sized her up. In her own mind she was thinking about his bone structure and how it was typical of a California boy not a New Yorker. It suited him though. And she liked it.
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Post by Darcy Edwards on Dec 31, 2006 17:58:52 GMT -5
Darcy timidly knocked on the Hamilton’s door. Well really Paris' door. She was here for his twenty second birthday party and boy was she nervous. She didn't know if she was late or what. She had some problems getting out the door. Her Dad had inexpertly brought over some of his interns and Darcy had to meet every one of them. Most of them were teenage boys that were her age. They were all from good families and hr Dad was trying to hook her up with one of them.
It was nice of her Dad to try and find her a good match but then again it wasn't like Darcy couldn't make her own decisions in the love department. Oh well, you win some and you lose some I guess. Waiting for someone to open the door she fixed her black sweater by dusting off some of the dog hairs that were on it. She then sifted both of the gifts to her right hand. The one is the red bag was for Paris, it was a D&G watch that she thought he would like, the other one was a gift card to the mall for who ever else. [/center]
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