Anything & Everything | Serena

[mackenzie rose hawthorne]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 15 15 15 15px; background-image: url(http://i675.photobucket.com/albums/vv115/zloreceile/Patterns/COLOURloverscom-Manly-Man_Stripe.png?t=1324421742); background-repeat:repeat-xy; width: 375px;] Tag | Tiffany Notes | n/a Outfit | click A bright smile spread across the blonde woman’s ruby red lips, it was a beautiful day outside without a cloud in sight and she had an idea on the perfect way to spend it. To be truthful she would normally be wondering around town on her own, exploring and seeing what interesting things she could find. Of course it wasn’t Mac’s first choice but she had been having trouble making friends in the big city. After living in a small town where everyone knew each other for most of her life, moving out here was a big step. It was an issue she figured would arise but at the time it hadn’t seem like a big deal. After all she was too focused on keeping her GPA up that having a social life passed right over her head and now she was in final year with almost no real friends in sight. The key word being almost of course, she had managed to pick up a couple here and there, one of which she was meeting today for a bit of a shopping spree. An event she had been looking forward to for quite awhile. Serena was one of the first girls which Mackenzie started talking to, over the years they had had a few classes together since they were both taking forensics but it never struck Mac to strike up a conversation. Until she missed a couple days from being down with the flu and Serena was the only one in the class who took proper notes. It seemed like they hit it off right away, if Mac was being honest they were quite alike, a factor which worked in their favour in this case. Though what Mac was most excited about was that Serena was going to help her pick out some clothes which were more suited for her age. Mac was well aware that she didn’t own a lot of sexy clothing or anything that showed a lot of skin and now that she was on her own she wanted to change that. Back home the girls dressed more conservatively since all of the older people in the town knew that. Half the time the layers of clothing came off at night when the field parties took place but it was still nothing compared to what Mac saw girls wearing in this town. It was like half the time they were just too lazy to put on proper clothing and decided to wear their pajamas out. Sighing, Mac shook her head. It was difficult to get used to, everything was so different in a big city. But that was what she was hoping Serena could help her with. Taking a quick glance around, her eyes light up when they landed on her friend. Heading over to meet her half way, Mac smiled. ”Hey! How are you doing?” Reaching her, she pulled her in for a small hug. ”I got here a little earlier so I did some pre-emptive damage, I hope you don’t mind.” Holding up the bag, Mac laughed while a guilty look took over her features. (c) to Zlorecile of caution aka Bellatrix of WA

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[Serena Fitzgerald]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 15 15 15 15px; background-image: url(http://i675.photobucket.com/albums/vv115/zloreceile/Patterns/COLOURloverscom-Manly-Man_Stripe.png?t=1324421742); background-repeat:repeat-xy; width: 375px;] Serena Fitzgerald "Can we climb this mountain? I don't know. Higher now than ever before..." To say that Serena Fitzgerald was a bit nervous was worthy of the coveted 'Understatement of the Year' Award. It wasn't because she was afraid of her Senior best friend, Mackenzie Hawthorne, nor was it a fear of socializing - she had no problem being her gentle and friendly self. But it was the outfit her roommate had convinced her to wear. To put it lightly, her dorm companion, Alexis, was the woman no girl wanted as a roommate, most often because she was the type to bring her boyfriend - or sometimes even boyfriends - to the bedroom, and Serena could never properly get a good night's sleep because of the libertine she was forced to share a room with. In any other situation, the petite brunette would have immediately requested a room change, but she reconsidered once Alexis offered to give her a makeover and fashion tips, to which Serena agreed as long as she retained her innocent image and appeared chic and cute, but not loose. Thankfully, Alexis remained to true her word and kept the Freshman girl bright and cheery as she transformed her wardrobe into something modern and stylish while preserving modesty. Now, Serena sported a cream dress with a black ruffled skirt, a lace cardigan to cover more skin, ballet flats with ribbons, and black studded earrings and simple bangles. It was a decent change to help her fit in at school, but she retained enough of her own style to be recognized as the same girl who moved to San Francisco a couple months ago. Hopefully, Mac would feel the same about her new fashion... Of all the people she could have met on orientation day, Serena was so appreciative to have had Mac as her guide. They were so similar in outward views and personalities; neither of them partied excessively, hooked up with random men, drank, smoked, snorted, injected, and so on. They both wished to keep clean reputations and earn 4.0 GPA's, and the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke repulsed them. After all, school was for learning and making good lifelong friendships, right? The blonde Senior was perhaps the best person at King Protea, not just because of their endless similarities, but because she was living proof of the possibility that anybody could preserve their innocence and warmth throughout all four years of college, and Serena viewed her as such an inspiration. Wandering around the mall with her natural smile and subtle gait, the brunette's search for her friend quickly came to a conclusive end as Mac found her first and was pulled into a small hug. "Hey Kenzie! There you are!" The small girl laughed when her eyes met her friend's and returned the embrace. "Well, I feel different, to say the least. My roommate finally decided to treat me to something nice after all the horror I had to listen to these past few weeks. Remember Alexis?" She jokingly rolled her eyes after the mention of her Junior dorm mate, remembering the time she had called Mac in the middle of the night just to complain about the woman in the next bed doing unpleasant things with her boyfriend. "As I was hoping, there really is good in her. She helped me change up my look a bit. Notice anything new?" As Serena playfully twirled around once in place, she smiled to herself. It had always been in her nature to only see the best in people; she was the angel of the Fitzgerald kids, a result of her sheltered childhood. And if she couldn't find the good in others, she'd make it her goal to flesh out the positive, likable parts. Disliking other people was never a possibility for Serena. Her eyes lit up when she saw Mac's already stuffed bags. "Yep, looks like you've already got quite a bit done. That means less time browsing, more time talking!" And knowingly, Serena preferred the later anyways. "Where to first?" MAC/JESS | 660 | OUTFIT | NOTES (c) to Zlorecile of caution aka Bellatrix of WA

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[mackenzie rose hawthorne]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 15 15 15 15px; background-image: url(http://i675.photobucket.com/albums/vv115/zloreceile/Patterns/COLOURloverscom-Manly-Man_Stripe.png?t=1324421742); background-repeat:repeat-xy; width: 375px;] Tag | Tiffany Notes | n/a Outfit | click A massive grain spread over the blondes face when her friend noticed her. Some people questioned why the two were drawn to each other since they didn’t have classes together or any reason to have hung out but Mackenzie couldn’t see why they were think that. Even she could see how similar Serena and her were, it was almost uncanny. Both looked for the best in everyone and always had a smile on their face the thought itself made her laugh. Any time they tried to make fun of each other it failed because they could just point out that the other did it as well. However Mackenzie found she could count on Serena for anything, including kicking her in the ass when she needed it. ”It’s been too long.” Mackenzie said with a laugh, holding her friend at arm’s length to look her over. ”You look fantastic. I know it’s only been like a week since we hung out but it feels like forever.” The woman dragged out the last word to add exaggeration. Her smile fell to a frown momentarily at the mention of Serena’s roommate. On more than one occasion Serena had come over to her room to complain about Alexis. Huffing out a sigh, Mackenzie rolled her eyes. ”The monster has some kindness in her? Amazing. I personally never would have thought.” The stories had made her laugh, it was something she never came across in her home town, definitely plentiful here. Sex before marriage was almost unheard of in her birth place, it was extremely frowned upon which was probably one of the reasons she hadn’t been able to take that final step yet. The thought of how disappointed her parents would be never failed to creep into her mind if it ever got close to happening. It made her wonder what she was missing out on, sex was one thing all the girls- well most – went around flaunting like it was a powerful tool. Lifting a slender finger to her lip, Mackenzie pondered over Serena’s words while she looked over her outfit. ”It’s adorable! And you look smoking.” A grin took over from the frown. ”So you’ve gotten a head start on our project then. Maybe we should have invited your roommate.” Shaking her head, Mac took Serena’s arm and starting walking randomly. ”I don’t even know what I want to look for, what about you? Are you going sexy or reserved?” The two had decided they needed to amp up their wardrobe after going to a party at the college. ”Oh yeah, I picked up just a few things.” A giggle slipped from her lips, shopping was one thing she could spend hours doing. ”I’m so excited we actually got some time to hang out. It’s so hard with school.” Taking a moment to think, Mac pulled her in the direction of a store she wanted to go to. ”How about Top Shop? I’ve seen some cool things from them lately.” Mackenzie let herself relax, glad to be with someone she could completely be herself with. ”So how are your classes going? (c) to Zlorecile of caution aka Bellatrix of WA

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[Serena Fitzgerald]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 15 15 15 15px; background-image: url(http://i675.photobucket.com/albums/vv115/zloreceile/Patterns/COLOURloverscom-Manly-Man_Stripe.png?t=1324421742); background-repeat:repeat-xy; width: 375px;] Serena Fitzgerald "Can we climb this mountain? I don't know. Higher now than ever before..." The tiny brunette hopped in place and clapped her hands together after Mackenzie praised her new look. Alexis may have been hopeless when it came to reforming her wild ways, but Serena had to admit her roommate's makeover skills were stellar! She was glad she had already thanked her aphrodisiac dorm pal ahead of time; as she always said, 'It's never too soon to express your gratitude.' It was the truth! Even just a short and simple 'thank you' could make someone's day, make them feel accomplished by the success, even just knowing someone appreciates them could renew their spirits. "I'm so glad you like it! I was worried it might've been too much, but now that I have your special seal of approval, everything's just terrific!" mused Serena as she hopped beside her best friend down the aisles. "I've always wondered, how do you get your hair to look like that? I'm so jealous of your curls! Mine just falls flat," she pouted playfully, tossing her brown locks past her shoulders in mock-disdain. After the gesture, a laugh pushed its way out, reminding her, Mackenzie, and everyone around them that she could never keep up an act for very long, even in good fun. Her face twisted into a grimace at the suggestion of inviting Alexis out with them. Her roommate, as lush and provocative as she was, never would be as close to Serena as Mac was. Their personalities were just far too different, to the extent that even the mention of sex in passing was more than enough to send Serena sprinting out the nearest exit, muttering incomprehensible worries. The thought of that grossed her out, sent an unwelcoming chill throughout her entire body, and sometimes made her nauseous. Sex always made her feel very uncomfortable; there was not childhood trauma that led her to dislike it; it simply discomforted her. If someone were to poke her anywhere below the waist, the petite girl would squeal in shock and curl into a ball. There were definitely times when she missed elementary school, the days before Sex Ed was introduced. Fortunately, Mac quickly changed the subject to the party they'd be attending and asked how she was going to play up her wardrobe for the occasion. Serena rested a tiny finger on her chin as she pondered the idea for a moment. Scantily-clad, tight and see-through ensembles were definitely out of the question, but she wasn't about to sacrifice dignity for a shapeless dress either. After all, party attire was just supposed to be like the trademark fashion of a person, but less casual, more like Serena 2.0. Right? Okay, maybe that wasn't how girls actually thought of it, not Serena herself and probably not even Mac, with their identical views. If she was going to a party with her best friend, Serena needed to retain herself through the aspect currently at hand - party fashion - while dressing differently without degrading herself. "Top Shop sounds great! I was leaning towards the reserved side, but I want to spice things up with some change, all while maintaining my confidence. Meaning, no tube-tops and miniskirts, but also nothing like a full-on bodysuit, obviously," she finally answered, smiling and mentally chuckling at the image of someone attending a college party in a jumpsuit. There wasn't a conventional way to wear one without suffering backlash from critics. And as this optimist quoted the pessimists, everyone's a critic... "Classes are going pretty well. Actually, college isn't as bad as television makes it look. I'm a tiny Freshman, and no one's jumped up to throw me into the pool or steal my clothes while I'm in the shower, thank goodness! The only regret so far is taking Organic Chemistry this early. I really don't like that class!" she sighed deeply as they entered the store. "But I'm too excited to let classes bring me down right now. C'mon, let's go find something!" Not wanting to waste a second, Serena grabbed her friend by the hand and pulled down the various aisles of Top Shop. As it turned out, this department had combined quite a few other name brand stores into one, which the enthused brunette learned as she checked the tags on different clothes. This would help the two girls pick from many individual styles each company had to offer. After scurrying around for half an hour, trying on countless sets to find the perfect fit, Serena approached Mackenzie with a set in each hand. The one in her left was very cute, but much more reserved, with its various shades of innocent pink. The set in her right wasn't too revealing by most college girls' standards, but it was certainly more showy than what Serena typically wore. The red colors symbolized a sexier, more free side to the fashion, and contrasted with the pure white lace of the dress. "Let's see... same old, same old; or experiment with something new?" Mac/Jess | 827 | OUTFIT | NOTES (c) to Zlorecile of caution aka Bellatrix of WA

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[mackenzie rose hawthorne]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, width: 420px; background-image: url(http://i1104.photobucket.com/albums/h334/forestofmagic/Backgrounds/wp_damask_187.gif); border: 10px #414141 solid] ♥ safe and sound | tag: Serena | words | outfit | Notes: Sorry for the lateness! The shear amount of energy the brunette in front of her had always amazed her. It was as if nothing could knock her down of course Mac knew that wasn’t true, they had enough late night conversations about life and stress that Mac was aware of how hard things were for both of them. However that didn’t stop her from admiring how amazing her friend was, some days it took her a conscious effort to place a smile on her lips and not say something when people were rude to her and Serena made it seem effortless. ”No! Definitely not, it’s absolutely perfect. Where did you get that cardigan? I’m kind of jealous to be honest.” The blonde said with a laugh, touching the ends of it. ”It really pulls everything together!” ”All natural.” Mac smirked in response. ”I’ll do your hair some time! I took some classes back when I thought I wanted to be a hair dresser.” The girl pauses shaking her head at how silly she used to be. ”Don’t you dare laugh at me, it was a phase.” Giving her friend the best glare she could conjure up she laid a hand on her hip. Soon laughing right along with her friend, neither of them was good at holding the other to something or staying mad, it was almost sad. ”I missed this.” Their schedules kept them both so busy that it was almost impossible for them to get together more than once a week. ”We need to start dedicating time to each other. I go into withdrawal without my best friend.” She smiled as they looped arms. Head bobbing in agreement Mac thought a moment. ”You’re right, I think I want to go out of my comfort zone on this one. Maybe something a little more flashy? I’ve never tried sparkles before.” As they walked Mac glanced in to different stores, seeing if they were worth entering. ”Or is that too much? I don’t even know. My fashion knowledge is still quite limited.” However she was nowhere near as bad as when she first arrived in San Fran. When she walked around in what she called country chic people just stared and whispered behind her back. Of course Mac wasn’t the type to worry about what others thought as long as she was comfy but when you see no one wearing what you are you start to get a little worried. San Fran fashion was an acquired taste, the normal go to for a girl was a tube top and high wasted shorts which was not in Mac’s realm at all. After a moment she decided to ask her about school, feeling glad at her positive response. ”Well if anyone tries just call me. I’ll go country on them.” She winked at her friend, laughing at the images she sent popping into her mind. ”Oh god, I remember that class. It was so much work.” Mac sighed with her friend, being in her final year allowed her course load to be slightly lighter and a lot more focused on what she wanted to be but now she had to worry about writing a thesis and getting into a post graduate course which was weighing heavily on her mind. ”You’re right, this is a fun day. No more school talk!” The decision came out firmly as she brushed away all college worries. Upon entering the store they both split up, agreeing to meet back in half an hour to compare and hunt with each other. After what seemed like forever she came up with two sets that she was rather impressed with, turning around to look for her friend she saw her walking over. ”Those are both amazing! Wow, your roommate really has shown you some stuff.” She answered with a laugh as Serena asked her opinion. Moving forward she set her two options down to get a closer look. ”I’m going to have to give my vote to the lace dress, it’s spectacular and will show off your curves.” She nodded, happy with the choice. Turning around she picked her two up again before holding them up to be inspected. ”I don’t know what I like more, to be honest I don’t know if I love either.” A frown fell over her face as she showed her friend this and this. It appeared that she just couldn't stay away from the reds. "I feel like the red one might be a little too showy."

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[santa claus]

Santa hadn't checked his list
He hadn't checked it twice
He had no idea who'd been naughty
and who'd been nice
Despite all the thought he put
into each and every gift
His existence had been reduced
to little more than a myth
Children no longer stayed up
to hear the bells of his sleigh and
Any white bearded, rosy cheeked rotund man
could be 'Santa' for a day

He hadn't granted permission for his
likeness to be used
and the once jolly old man
was being to suspect he'd been abused
For all the hard work that he did
Milk and cookies were his pay and
Over the years even that had been
taken away
For days upon days red faced Santa ranted
fuming about the different ways in which
he'd been taken for granted

Until one day when Santa had more
than enough
St. Nick took an axe to his Christmas tree
and threw out all his stuff
No more breaking his back for ungrateful
gits
After centuries of work Chris Cringle
decided to split
However his infamous red bag would
have the final say
As it glowed bright as a fire
forcing Santa to halt his sleigh

Had it not been for the name
that the candy cane did bare
Without another thought he would
have taken back into the air
As it turned out this young girl
had been very good indeed
Many others could benefit from
taking her lead
Despite his aversion to shopping
centers, Santa ploughed through the crowd
In his current mood even the decorations
left the man unwowed

As he reached the lovely burnette, a
smile teased his lips
Into her hand two candy cane did
Santa slip

"A single rose can be my garden, a single friend my world. Thanks for being there, Kaya"

"A little something sweet for my sweet baby sis. So glad you're closer now. You know big bro loves ya,Jace"

With his good deed done, Santa slunk away
hoping with all that he had
that was the last gift he'd deliver today