((To make things less boring, can most of you find reasons for your characters to go to New York? I hate when characters are left behind when others are socializing.))
Michael He puts the microphone towards his mouth and gets ready to sing after the instrumental beginning has finished. Stumbling in your van Well I hope you brought your man, yeah I hope you brought your man (x4) It seems like you're here, but i'm not quite sure why you're here Talking through this bill but I'm not sure if I will, yeah I'm not sure if I will, Yeah I'm not sure if I will Because my head isn't as strong as yours No my head's not strong at all Knowing you you'll probarly get away for a day or two if you can find anyone who's not your enemy (x2) Knowing you'll probarly get away yourself if you can find anyone who's not your enemy (x4)
Noelle: "So how are we going about this New York thing?" She grabs her frappe and card, mouthing a 'thank you' to the Starbucks barista.
Michael He gets up off of the stage floor, streching his back and having a drag of his cigarette at the time.
Kirsten: "I don't know, I mean... How long are we staying? A week? Couple of days? What?" She exits her bedroom and walks down the landing, waving away her little brother showing her his new toy.
Noelle: "A week.. I mean, no problem booking a flight and room. School, that's the only obstacle." She takes a brief sip of her drink, and swishes it from cheek-to-cheek in her mouth.
Kirsten: "Well, I have permission to be off for modelling jobs and such, I can just say I'm doing a photo-shoot in New York. What about you, though...?" She sits at the breakfast table and butters her brother's toast with one hand, then starts on her own breakfast.
Kirsten: "Say I have a plus one? I don't know!" She chuckles as she pours orange juice into a glass, then sits at the breakfast table with her brother.
Kirsten: An idea suddenly springs to mind. "Tell the school you're doing like a journalism thing, and you have to go and make a blog about it!"
Noelle: "As if it was that easy. I'd probably need parent signatures and all that stuff." ((Make an effort to communicate. Call a character, go to a place where certain people are.))
Tera: Sighs and walks along the sidewalk, shoving her phone into her pocket as she takes a sip of her iced tea.
(That wouldn't suit my character though, as he wouldn't want to be friends with anyone considered "famous". But I'll make sure that my character attends the fashion week.) Michael He gets a bowl from the side and pours a few spoonfuls of fruit into it.