Well, I'm here. I'm floating around. Thanksgiving has been keeping me busy, and I wasn't really sure where the whole "go see what's up with Maria" thing was going, so I thought I'd watch and see if anything developed, especially after Izzy had just been there to talk to her, you know?
And I'm working on something to post right after I finish typing this up. (Editing to add the short part.)
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“Hey, guys,” I say gently, interrupting the burgeoning argument between Max and Michael. There are a lot of things that I already have to make this night quite memorable, and I already have a moment that will be memorable in a more infamous way. Adding something to that category is something I don’t want. “Calm down. Don’t start turning this into something else. This isn’t about us or how much or little we care. This is about Maria and how she’s doing. If she does want to be alone, we should respect her wishes, but there are better places to do that than in the bathroom of a loud club.
“I gather that you tried to talk to her already, Izzy?” I ask, and she nods, taking a sip of her drink. “I’ll go and see how she’s doing. You, don’t push his buttons,” I say to Michael, who simply rolls his eyes. “And don’t let him pull you into an argument,” I say to Max.
I turn away from the table and make my way over to the bathroom. “Maria,” I called out hesitantly, announcing my presence so as to not surprise her when she actually saw me. “Hey,” I spoke softly as I made my way over to her. “Is everything okay?”
I thought I heard her mumble something under her breath, but it was too low for me to make out. Izzy wasn't kidding in the least when she described Maria. Instead of asking her to repeat it, I replied, “That good, huh?” I said with a light smile, hoping that she’d take the small attempt at levity well.
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“That good, huh?”
“I’m really not the best of company right now,” I state, glancing at Liz briefly before continuing to glower at my reflection. My head is pounding with a headache and all I want to do is crawl into my own bed in my own house and be alone. I want to escape from the cameras for longer than half an hour. I want to be myself again.
And more then anything, I wish these damn cramps would stop already.
I sigh, feeling hopeless and tired. “I’m being a bitch, I know. I might have even stolen Isabel’s crown but this is not the best time for me or for people to be around me. I’ve pissed off Michael and Isabel already tonight and I really don’t want to add you to the list of people who hate me so could we not do this.”
“That good, huh?”
“I’m really not the best of company right now,” I state, glancing at Liz briefly before continuing to glower at my reflection. My head is pounding with a headache and all I want to do is crawl into my own bed in my own house and be alone. I want to escape from the cameras for longer than half an hour. I want to be myself again.
And more then anything, I wish these damn cramps would stop already.
I sigh, feeling hopeless and tired. “I’m being a bitch, I know. I might have even stolen Isabel’s crown but this is not the best time for me or for people to be around me. I’ve pissed off Michael and Isabel already tonight and I really don’t want to add you to the list of people who hate me so could we not do this.”
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“I’m not really the best company right now,” she states miserably as she looks at the mirror. At least she knows that she’s not people’s most favorite person to be around. Her face twinges in pain, almost imperceptibly, but enough to make me wonder if she has a headache. It would explain her mood. Well, part of it anyway.
“I’m being a bitch, I know. I might have even stolen Isabel’s crown but this is not the best time for me or for people to be around me,” she explains and I wonder idly what she means exactly when she said that, but now is not the time to pry. I started to fish the small container out of my pocket as she explains further. “I’ve pissed off Michael and Isabel already tonight and I really don’t want to add you to the list of people who hate me so could we not do this.”
I place the container on the counter beside her hand. “It’s just some ibuprofen,” I say. “I used to get these really bad headaches in high school. I got in the habit of always carrying some with me even after they were less frequent.
“And you’re lucky. I’m pretty hard to piss off,” I say with a smile. “I don’t wish to bother you, or do “this,” but I don’t want you to be miserable either, Maria. Do you want to go back to the house? Because if you do, it’s fine.”
Silence stretches between us as she refuses to answer. I don’t know if she’s thinking of what to say because she doesn’t know, or if she just doesn’t want to say anything. I turn to leave her alone, but turn back before I walk through the doorway. “And Maria,” I say and she looks over at me, “you’re not, you know, being a bitch. You’re just a little antisocial right now.” I smile at her, hoping that I haven’t annoyed her any further.
“I’m not really the best company right now,” she states miserably as she looks at the mirror. At least she knows that she’s not people’s most favorite person to be around. Her face twinges in pain, almost imperceptibly, but enough to make me wonder if she has a headache. It would explain her mood. Well, part of it anyway.
“I’m being a bitch, I know. I might have even stolen Isabel’s crown but this is not the best time for me or for people to be around me,” she explains and I wonder idly what she means exactly when she said that, but now is not the time to pry. I started to fish the small container out of my pocket as she explains further. “I’ve pissed off Michael and Isabel already tonight and I really don’t want to add you to the list of people who hate me so could we not do this.”
I place the container on the counter beside her hand. “It’s just some ibuprofen,” I say. “I used to get these really bad headaches in high school. I got in the habit of always carrying some with me even after they were less frequent.
“And you’re lucky. I’m pretty hard to piss off,” I say with a smile. “I don’t wish to bother you, or do “this,” but I don’t want you to be miserable either, Maria. Do you want to go back to the house? Because if you do, it’s fine.”
Silence stretches between us as she refuses to answer. I don’t know if she’s thinking of what to say because she doesn’t know, or if she just doesn’t want to say anything. I turn to leave her alone, but turn back before I walk through the doorway. “And Maria,” I say and she looks over at me, “you’re not, you know, being a bitch. You’re just a little antisocial right now.” I smile at her, hoping that I haven’t annoyed her any further.
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I wonder what the two chicks are doing in the bathroom. Guess it is not a good time to ask if ladies get ... uh, friendly with each other while being in there. Oh, the images. Nice.
"You think we are allowed to just relax during the weekend or will someone give us some stupid tasks to ruin it all?" I ask no one in particular.
OOC: since there were just some great conversations started (Michael, Iz and Liz, Maria) you certainly don't want the night to end but when it is time, then I could have Kels say that her and Liz's family are leaving so the night ends because ... I'm not really sure what to post with Kels
I wonder what the two chicks are doing in the bathroom. Guess it is not a good time to ask if ladies get ... uh, friendly with each other while being in there. Oh, the images. Nice.
"You think we are allowed to just relax during the weekend or will someone give us some stupid tasks to ruin it all?" I ask no one in particular.
OOC: since there were just some great conversations started (Michael, Iz and Liz, Maria) you certainly don't want the night to end but when it is time, then I could have Kels say that her and Liz's family are leaving so the night ends because ... I'm not really sure what to post with Kels
I think Liz was going to ask her about who got her onto the show for the party. (Max. lol) Although Alex could answer, too.Sternbetrachter wrote:OOC: since there were just some great conversations started (Michael, Iz and Liz, Maria) you certainly don't want the night to end but when it is time, then I could have Kels say that her and Liz's family are leaving so the night ends because ... I'm not really sure what to post with Kels
*Max*
"I don't know," I tell Kyle as I look towards the ladies room. Liz said to not start a fight with Michael. I hadn't been trying to do that, but I let that conversation drop for now. Afterall, someone is checking on Maria, so that's sorta settled, anyway.
"Nobody's been giving us tasks or challenges so far. Except for having jobs at the radio station."
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"Partying? I'm just glad that I can sleep till at least 9 o'clock. Maybe even ten." I say, already looking forward to that. I really have to get a job where I can start working after 10 am ... not that it is very realistic but a boy can dream.
"Unless ..." I turn to Max. "You don't intent to get up at 8 and start listening to music or wake me up, are you?"
Max is probably one of those people who only needs five hours of sleep and starts the morning early and in a totally cheerful mood. Well, it would mean that he could make me breakfast!
"Partying? I'm just glad that I can sleep till at least 9 o'clock. Maybe even ten." I say, already looking forward to that. I really have to get a job where I can start working after 10 am ... not that it is very realistic but a boy can dream.
"Unless ..." I turn to Max. "You don't intent to get up at 8 and start listening to music or wake me up, are you?"
Max is probably one of those people who only needs five hours of sleep and starts the morning early and in a totally cheerful mood. Well, it would mean that he could make me breakfast!
*Max*
"Um, well," I start, awkwardly. "I was planning to drive out to the Keys with Tess so we were going to start kinda early. Getting up around eight is about right." Eight is actually late compared to getting up for work, but I guess it is early for a weekend for most people. I run a hand through my hair, apologetically. "I promise to not wake you up."
"Um, well," I start, awkwardly. "I was planning to drive out to the Keys with Tess so we were going to start kinda early. Getting up around eight is about right." Eight is actually late compared to getting up for work, but I guess it is early for a weekend for most people. I run a hand through my hair, apologetically. "I promise to not wake you up."
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Eight? Figures!
"It's alright, man. Even if you wake me up, I'll have the pleasure of falling asleep again." I tell Max.
"Hope you two will behave when you're alone at the Keys." I say, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively. I have to find a way then to keep Liz company and her mind off of the two, I guess. I could ask her to shop. Girls always want to shop after all.
Eight? Figures!
"It's alright, man. Even if you wake me up, I'll have the pleasure of falling asleep again." I tell Max.
"Hope you two will behave when you're alone at the Keys." I say, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively. I have to find a way then to keep Liz company and her mind off of the two, I guess. I could ask her to shop. Girls always want to shop after all.
*Max*
"Well, if the rest of you want to do some sight-seeing, I guess you could come along," I suggest, fully expecting Tess to kick me in the shin for saying it, although she and I could still go in a separate car.
"It's not like we'd be all that alone anyway, with our friendly camera-crew in tow. And we could probably leave a little later for you late-risers..."
Actually, now that I think of it, more people would probably make it easier for Tess and I to get some alone-time, if we divide up and maybe lose the cameras ... although I already got in trouble for ditching them on Monday.
"Well, if the rest of you want to do some sight-seeing, I guess you could come along," I suggest, fully expecting Tess to kick me in the shin for saying it, although she and I could still go in a separate car.
"It's not like we'd be all that alone anyway, with our friendly camera-crew in tow. And we could probably leave a little later for you late-risers..."
Actually, now that I think of it, more people would probably make it easier for Tess and I to get some alone-time, if we divide up and maybe lose the cameras ... although I already got in trouble for ditching them on Monday.