Gifted discussion

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((post Blaire's room first so I'll know how fancy to make Ash's :P lol))

(( http://blog.styleestate.com/storage/u... ))

((lol, took me forever to find that:P I'll look, I love finding stuff for charries:D))

ASH'S ROOM

((Hows this for Blaire? http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0Hw1I56yFo... ))

(( Or this: http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m79... ))

(( Or zees: http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m55... ))

BLAIRE'S ROOM

((lol I love that one:D))

((omg thanks so much!! Love it!))

((lol np:) Again, I love finding Charrie stuff:D Especially when I'm suposed to be doing homework....lol ))

((lmao! What's a good country name mixed with a math term? Like brADDzil, or caliFORMULA? need for a project))

((CanADDa?))

((omg! Why didn't I think of that? Thanks! Hopefully it's not already used :/))

((lol, sounds like a cool project:D Much better than the essay I'm writing...))

((lol, that sucks!))

Blaire: "follow me!" I squeal, bouncing up the steps.
((should she still have the emotions?))

((its not rlly a charm or spell. Its an influence. You actually feel the emotion. Think of iit as aa mood swing))

((is that a yes...))

((lol so its like whenever she suddenly becomes sad again or something))

((btw did you find homage tattoo :0))

Ash : I follow her up. The maid helps with my things. "Your house is like a maze. I'll need a mmap to find my way around. " I joke.,

Blaire: "here's my room," I tap on my door as we pass down a hallway, then tap on another door. "here's yours."

((lol I looked...nmost of the result were those extremely big entire arm r chest tattoos. The small ones were mostly words or hearts...:())

((oh aww :( okay :) thanks tho))

((I think I'm gonna go interior surfing, and find a website that showcases the entire house so i can post it' as blaires))

Ash : I give her a thumbs up. "Cool. Thanks, Blaire. This room needs a sserious Makeover." I grin.

((lol ok cool :) Im supposed to be playing piano))

Blaire: I suddenly feel annoyed and bitchy to ash, and wave dismissively. "whatever. Have fun, dont mess it up. Jessie will be available to you if you need anything." I gestured to the young maid, aged about 29. Brown pretty hair in a bun.

Ash : Normally people stayed the way I made them a while longer; but no surprise. Blaire was a drama queen with changing emotions. I thank her again and bbegin to unpack.

Jessie: "here, let me help," I smile when Blaire leaves. She was stuck up and bratty. I opened the walk in closet, and rolled the other suitcase in and unpacked.

Ash : "Thank you." I say gratefully. "What's your name again? Jessie? " We unpack all my clothing.

Jessie: "yes. You're ash? I've heard alot about you, miss Kingsley always talks about you," I said thoughtfully. "what happened to her?"

Blaire: I tromped down stairs, and the butler doubled as my nurse, icing and splinting my ankle.

Ash : "Um..new had cheerleading tryouts. I got head cheerleader, and shes kind of mad."

((I can't stay really long, I have to be at school @ 7:30am again :())

Jessie: "oh goodness!" my eyes widened. This wasn't gonna be a good week. "congratulations , though!" I clap.

((how long you stay?))

Ash : I give a sheepish grin. "Thanks, I guess. I feel really bad. its usually her position, right? " I sigh and shrug it off. "I think I can take it from here..but one thing. I kinda want to do some redecorating. Is there a place with old paint, wallpaper, and unused furniture or somrthing? "

Jessie: "oh! Mrs Kingsley thought you'd ask, she left some catalogues..." I rummaged around in a pile of magazines left on the bedside desk, and brandished a few furniture and paint catalogues. "fin what you like, and give your order to either me or mr. Freeman, the butler I'm sure you've met," I smiled. "Blaire will het over it, don't worry," I wink. "have a nice stay, miss!" I back out of the room and close the door.

Ash: I grin. "Thank you, Jessie!" I call after her. I flip through the catolouges for a while, and pick out what I want. I left it outside, so I could give it to Jessie or Mr.Freeman; or if they saw it they could take it. But for now...I opened my main suitcase with all the important stuff. I remove the fake sheet of fabric I kept as a false bottom, and take out my confidential files. It had my grandparent's will on my part, including a letter, what I get, and a few clues about them written down. Then it had notes on everything I've found out about my parents there as well. And most importantly; it had a record of all my past names, lastnames, ages, homes, parents, etc and the date where I faked to be them. Half of them would be in trouble with the police if I called myself the same thing again.

((woah! What happened to ash?? Does Blaire know?))
Blaire: I moped around downstairs, playing with my phone and gazing into nothingness. My ankle hurt considerably, and I decided to eat. I wandered into the kitchen where Olliver, the chef and house caretaker, stood watching the news about some kid stealing from a drugstore and kidnapping a girl. I recognised Jonah, as well as a picture of charli. Oh. "can I have a sundae?" I sighed, resting on the barstool.

((No one really knows; she's a wanted criminal:P))

((what should we do?))

((Hi!))

((you can help narrate the people... Also her parents should come home in a bit))

((srry I have a theory exam tommorow, Im half on half off))

((Kk))