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Monday, August 11th, 2003
12:57 am
shades of grey
So, once again the doors of Sunnydale High are opened to everyone who's seeking knowledge, or something like that. Which is a real shame, cause some people at S H should totally not be there. I mean I'd way rather have transfer students from an obiedience school. At least puppies are cute, and bathe one a year!

But, I so swear I wont get first day blues! I'm going to be way optimistic. Besides, I have the fall fashion to kill! I mean I totally stocked up when daddy took us on our bimonthly trip to New York. That's where everybody, who's anybody shops now a days. I mean California clothes are so passe. We hardly even pretend to keep up with the new trends. And that's truthfully shameful!

First day went way better than expected, I mean I think most of the loosers decided to skip, which was a big blessing, or maybe they died. either way, no biggie, more oxygen for me to breath that isn't pre-poluted. Cordy was being way chartiable today, I mean there's this new girl from L.A., and ok, so I was jealous for a total of like 5 minutes, but then I just remembered who went to Moroco for summer vacation, and I felt like ten times better.

Anyway, Cordelia's decided to take the new girl under her wing, make sure she turns out ok. Which is totally fine by me, I'm always up for witnessing one of Cordy's projects. They're always way inspirational. Like those t.v. shows about jesus, only with better clothes, and more fall colors.

So anyway, like every night with no homework, and new clothes we were al headed to a mondo big Bronze party! Everyone who's worhty of me noticing them is gonna be there. Cordy even said she was bringint the new girl. how way noble of her! I mean she's really going all out, it's way touching.

Now I've got to finish applying this liner, or I'm going to be so fashionably late it's unfashionable!
Friday, August 8th, 2003
11:56 pm
sunnydale usa
I'm not alone anymore. Mommy always told me to stay away from strangers. But my friend isn't a stranger. She's lost, just like me. Her mommy and daddy have left her, and mine have too. So now we're going to find her parents and tell them how sad she's been. She's told me alot of secrets, and her friends are sort of nice too. They're kind of scary looking though, and they smell funny. But it's ok she's nice.

So Dru and I are walking down the streets, she likes holding my hand, and she tells me stories about her little sister, of how they were pretty, but didn't stay pretty foreve..maybe they got ugly when they got old! I hope that doesn't happen to me!

She also likes to sing really old songs. She said she knew where we were going, and that I should just follow her and smile. So, that's what I'm going to do. But I am getting a little tired...and hungry.
11:55 pm
vampires in luv
I don't know what happened between Buffy and her beau, or that other guy she disappeared with, but whatever, it so wasn't my business unless I got her doped up on enough ice cream that she wanted to talk. She opened the passengar's door, and slid into the leather seat shutting the door behind her. He face was stained in tears that so didnt' match her outfit, and she had small streams of make up trailing down her cheeks. I smiled, and patted her on the back sympathetically.

"It's ok Buffy. Guys are real jerks." I nodded and smiled for added effect. Her head hung low, she looked like a sad, sick little puppy. "You know." I said with a smile. "My parents are out of town this weekend, and there's always a free bed in my house anyway." I exhaled heavily, weighing the pros and cons of my proposal. more "bonding" time, plus gossip major. There were way more pros. "So, why dont' we go back to my house? We'll get a facial, you so have to get rid of those gross mascarra streaks." I said with a half laugh, half smile. "Then we'll give each other facials, wrap up in fuzzy bathrobes, eat ice cream and brownies, and talk about how much boys suck." I smiled. "Oh, and let's not forget the Tom Cruise t.v. fest!"

I peeled back my shiney, pale, pink lips, revealing two rows of brilliantly white, sparkling teeth. I continued to pat her on the back in some form of comfort. I didn't know if we had reached the friend phase or not so, less contact was always more.

"What do you say Buffy? I so dont' think you'r ein any condition to go home and be all alone with these angsty feelings. Oh, and plus, i know your secret. You're like a superhero..and stuff." I said furrowing my brow. "I'ms till not clear on all of this..does everybody know? Cause Cordy has so never mentioned it before." I added with another smile.
Monday, July 21st, 2003
2:08 pm
uc_sunnydale
"See! That's such a positive attitude!" I said with a cutesy smile. He looked good pale, I mean we're talking real good, I might have to try him out ^_^. "Ok so Owen, are you feeling Hobo? Or amazingly lost ditz outside the Bronze?" I asked with a yawn as if I did this all the time.

"I don't care." He repleid with gazed hazel eyes.

"And look, at the enthuasim! Wow! You're like the perfect vampire! Good for you!" I said patting him akwaardly on the shoulder. "I'm thinking Hobo, that's major fast food, and then we can go back to my crypt, and I'll tell you everything there is to know about being a vampire ok?" I asked with a sweet smile.

"Sure." he replied.

This all must be like a mondo shock or something, I mean I so don't remember Owen being this monosyllabic. But, whatever, he'd recover, I mean it's not like it's that traumatic.

So we walked, I informed him about what all the cool vampires were wearing. I mean cutsey whit sweaters and stuff would so get him some undead noogies.

And then we saw him, some creepy, grungy, old, guy pushing a shopping cart that was missing one wheel. "Oh, ok there that guy, go bite him." I said making a shooing motion with my hands.

"I just bite him?" Owen asked a puzzled look on his face.

The old man looked up, and shrugged. He was the one pushign a shopping cart full of tin cans, who was he to pass judgement?

"No!" I said rolling my eyes. "You don't just bite him." I said shaking my head until my demon face came on. "You get all grry and bite him in the neck and then you suck! Duh!" I said, my face returning to normal.
9:12 am
Wow! So, I know I decided I'd throw out my goodie goodie ways, and become very much, Hard core evil, and I really was going to! I mean I had to corset, the tight leather pants, and I even had the cigarettes working for me, but then I had to go and decide to feed on Cassie. I mean sure, she looked all pale, blonde, and harmless, but she wasn't. She's like a superhero, lacking in the powers, and motivation.

So yeah, I was prepared to bite, and then she flung out some way impressive words, I mean we're ttalking uber cool, mondo in touch with the world, wisdom words. And so, instead of biting her right, then and there like I had planned, I figured taking her out for ice cream would be more menacing.

So I preformed my dancing napkin trick for her, and talked about way deep issues, when we decided that the idle chit chat, and munching on Ben and Jerry was pretty much over. So yeah, ok then I was gonna bite her, but right when I got all vampy face, this way mondo hot guy walked by.

I mean we're talking Abercrombie & Fitch would kill to have him on a poster board guy! He was like almost as pretty as me! So, I waved a toodle pip to Cassie, and stalked afteyr Mr. Right.

Turns out, it was none other than Owen Thurman from good old Sunnydale High! I mean we graduated together! So yeah, I decided that I'd have a little fun.

"owen!" I called out with a sweet smile, "it's been way past forever! How are things?" I asked, batting my studded lashed sweetly.

He smiled, Owen had never been big on words, more of a booky type guy. What a looser, but he was hot. "Oh Hey," He furrowed his brow in concentration. "Harmony right?"

I smiled sweetly, that jerk had to think about my name! "Yeah, right." I said with a nod and a smile. "You look great! How's being out of high school for you?"

He smiled and blushed a little, aww cute! "it's going ok, I'm actually liking the college life. How's post high school for you?"

I smiled, as my face twisted, into that of the vampire. "I don't know, I never left." And with that, I sunk my perfectly brushed teeth into his neck, and drained him for all he was worth. He screamed just a little, and right befor ehe died, he completely drank for a cut in my arm.

I threw his body to the floor with a whine. "Ugh! I hate it when that happens!" I pulled a compact out of my purse. "My lip gloss is way smeared!"

I looked to the body, "That's what I get for turning you? My god are people ungrateful!"

I rolled my eyes, stepping over the body, I decided to head back to my crypt. See if my minions found anything evil shaped. I began to whistle as I walked. I can feel something inside me say, I really dont' think you're strong enough, do you believe in life after love...
Saturday, July 19th, 2003
1:10 am
vampires in luv
Oh my god! I'm standing on Buffy's front porch with Jonathan Levenson! Tha Jonathan Levenseon! My entire body felt all tingly as we mingled through the idle chit chat. I could smell his Gap cologne floatign through the night on little breezes. I smiled, and blushed alot looking down at the wooden porch. "So Jonathan." I said cheerily. "How have things been? I mean like shcool and stuff, and maybe other things..like love life." I smiled and shifted my weight from one high heeled foot to another.

He smiled all of his pearly, perfectly aligned, whites shone in the dim moonlight. "School has been," he paused a moment to think, I hung onto every word. He shook his head liek he was having trouble remembering. "It's been great." He ended with a smile. I melted.

"Oh wow, and the rest?" I giggled, "The love life and such..."

He smiled, and touched my shoulder with his perfect hand, a silver band ring on his middle finger. "Well, Harmony, I haven't really dived too much into that. I'm still trying to find a woman," He paused, my ehart raced, "that I can relate to." His dark eyes were staring deep into mine, a window into his soul!

"i completely understand." I said with a girlish giggle, "I mean it's so hard to find a guy with my social status, that's no all about football, and is abotu fashion." I smiled moving closer. "That's what I like about you Jonathan. You're fashion." I leaned in, out lips nearly touching.

"I know what you mean Harmony. People like us are hard to come by. We're a dying breed, but why not go out," his lips drew closer "with," closer, "a bang?" We kissed, and for that fleeting moment, I was in heaven.

As we drew away I wa sthe giddiest girl in the world. I began to giggle and mumble incoherantly. "Wow, and wow. Oh Jonathan. "I said with a smile.

He stood there looking amazingly perfect. How did he do it? I mean I was amazed, "We're so right for each other!" I said biting my bottom lip.

"maybe so." He said with his grin as he began to leave. "But right now, I've got a very important meeting with some friends." He said with a smile.

I watched him walk away and waved. "Call me!" I said giggily, slinking down into one of Buffy's chairs on her porch. "Wow." I said to myself. "Jonathan Levenson kissed me!"
Friday, July 18th, 2003
2:30 pm
I trampled outside to my bright pink, convertable, and threw my purse into the passenger seat. I opened the driver's side door, and got inside. I adjusted the rear view mirror, and sat down, starting the car. I was like way upset! the engine purred on, and I backed out of the parking lot, and headed down the road.

"Ouch." I said looking down to my breast. "It itches." When I reached a stop sign, I stopped, and pulled out a piece of paper nestled uncomfortable between my bosums. I pulled it out, it was that old guy Mr. Ethan's card. My hurt releaved itself just a little.

"I bet Mr. Ethan, will understand my vision. I mean, he moisturized, that is one nice old guy!" I said cheerily, as I continued to drive down the streets alone. "Except for the begining wrinkles part. which," I added happily, "can be over looked." I was smiling by the time I drove up into the driveway outside my house.

I walked up the gravel walkway leading to the large front door. I busted inside, with a smile, I nodded to Consuelo, my maid, who was obviously staying after hours. "Hola Consuelo! I'm going to my room, I have a call to make." I said cheerily, walking up the carpeted stairs in my steletto heels.

I opened the door to my room, and threw my purse on the floor, walking to my bed, card in hand. I flopped upon the pink satin sheets, and picked up the phone from the bed side table.

I dialed the number, and placed the pink feathery reciever to my cheek. One riiiing....two riiiiing...three riiiiiing.....
2:09 pm
uc_sunnydale
betterthanyou00

I sat atop another tmbsotne, deciding whatever the
danger had been, I had long since scared it off. I was
flipping through another issue of Cosmo, when I came
upon an aritcle abotu nail care. "Amen!" I said pointing
to a color picture on the page. "I mean I loose a part of
my soul when I loose a nail." I smiled and flipped the
page, when from behind my I heard. "Harmony You
don't have a soul."

None other than Xander Harris stepped from out
behind one of those tall thingys in
graveyards..masoleums? Oh well that part's not
important.

I rolled my hazel orbs his way, "Yeah...well, it still hurts
alot!" I retorted.

He walked closer towards me, and I could see he
wasn't armed. "You're such a wussy priss, Harmony."
He said with one of his idiotic grins.

My eyes widened, he so didn't! "I am so not! I could like
way kick your ass!" I placed my hands upon my
slendar hips. "I'm evil remember?" I rolled my hazel
orbs, "That's like, what I do!"

He began to laugh in one of his stupid, goofy ways,
"You're evil! Ha! About as evil as a bunny rabbit!"

I happened to know quite a few people who were
terrified of rabbits..."I am so evil!" I negan to get
defensive, how dare he waltz into my cemetary and
start spouting off about how unevil I am! "And you know
what?" I asked gettin up in Xander's face, my lucious
lips inches aay from his stubble face. "I'll prove it!" I siad
shoving him backwards. I gave a satisfied grin. "See?"

He stumbled bakc a few steps and then was right back
in my face pulling my hair! My Hair! "Oooh, so scared."
he said wiht a smile.

"Oww you jerk!" I said tilting my head to the side to
ease the pain. I stepped on his toe, and ran a few feet
back as he let go of his death grip.

"Afraid of poor little human me? Oh yeah, so evil
Harm." he said. "You are a wussssssie."

I stuck out my tongue from the safety of where I stood. "I
could whoop you in a second Harris!" I ran towards
him, and began slapping him on the chest.

"Um Harmony, Just so you know." He said..he didn't
soudn in pain. "It's been quite a few seconds, and you
haven't even touched me." He folded his arms acros
shis untouched chest. No wonder I had thought his
torso was as light as air.

"Oh." I stopped for a short while, and began to think,
then I move din closer, and grabbed a fistfull of his dark
brown hair. "ha, ha, ha, who's laughign now Harris?" I
asked with a satisfied smile.

"Ow! Bitch!" He said, grabbign a fistful of my hair in
return, he pulled down hard.

I laughed as he screamed, and then I began to whine.
"ow, ow, Oww!"

"let's go." Xander said as we relaesed each other, and
began to slap at me lightly.

"Oh, it's so on!" I began to slap at him too. "You..were,
always..a....freak Harris!" I said as I continued to slap.

"bring it on you wanna be vampire! First you were a
wanna be Cordy, and now you can't fit in with the
undead!" He ocntinued to slap at me.

"Wanna be?" I asked lookign shocked. "You so just
didn't! Oh now I'm gonna bite you!" I sia das I contnued
to slap at his face, attempting to once again grab his
hair.

He slapped a few more times, "You wouldn't bite me!
You're too afraid of what Buffy would do." He said.

"I mean..." I said between slaps, "Did you honestly, "
Slap "thank that" slap "goign out with" slap, slap
"Cordelia would make you popular?" Big slap. "And
Buffy?" I asked with a laugh. "Little Miss I'm a slayer,
who's a layer of vampires? I'm so not trembling in my
suedes." I said rolling my eyes.

He grabbed a big handful of my hair and pulled it really
hard. "Are we done here?"

I slapped him across his right cheek, breaking free, I
walked back a few steps. "Yeah Ok, you're nto liek a
challenge or anything, I'm so yawning with the
boredom." I said shrugging backing up a few more feet.

Xander began to walk away, and I rolled my eyes.
"Just what we need, a really, dumb, vampire." He said
to himself. "If I had a stake, she's so be dead." He said.

"oh whatever!" I called out, he like must have forgotten
our wonderful hearing! looser. "You're so dumb, it's
take you a good five minutes to find the pointy end of a
stake! And by then I would have bitten your ass!" I
thought about it a minute, "Oh, and not in the kinky
way!"

"Atleats I know what a stake is, Miss 'Only Cares About
My Nails."

"hey! Nails are like mondo important! and they aren't all
I think about! I but alot of work into being evil!" I said
walking huffily away.
Thursday, July 17th, 2003
8:48 pm
I posted the Xander/Harmony cat fight! *_* read and enjoy, it was my first chat room rp
<3 *kudos*
12:37 pm
Vampires_in_luv cont.
"exactly!" I said smiling to Buffy. "A guy who can put together that outfit desirves soem praise!" I said smling. I giggled alittle and watched as Buffy began excreeting the mojo. I leaned into Jonathan, and whispered in his ear. "She's so mondo on fire tonight!" I giggled and clapped my hands together excitedly.

I continued to watch Buffy dance, making with the chitchat with Jonathan. Buffy was totally on! I began to sway my hips where I stood, feeling kind of non-dancey at the moment. So I stood there next to the hottest guy in Sunnydale, and sucked on my blow pop, which I had had since we had first gotten here. COnfectionaries that last alright!

"Buffy!" I said with a smile, Jonathan Said he'd liek to dance with you." I said with a huge smile, she was so lucky, my little girl all grown up!
12:37 pm
vampires_in_luv
So we were hitting the Bronze? Boy did I miss Bronze hopping. It had been a good week since I had last been here. I was stuck doing all that Library related Jazz. What a snooze. So in we Strutted, like the goddess' we knew we were. I hadn't felt this perfect..this good in a long while. You coudl hear the music outside the door, and could almost see the vibrations that ran along the walls. We paid the guy outside, and linked arm in arm we walked inside.

Bodies were pressed together on the dance floor, the pool tables, and surrounding areas were crowded, as well as the bar. Iris by the Googoo dolls vibrated from the speakers.The Bronze was kicking! As were we, I should mention, kicking that is.

I was dressed in a, slick, shiney, black tubs tube, pulled down just low enough that my clevage was exposed, and overflowing. My bare, tan, stomach showed, sporting the bright pink belly ring, my pants were tight, hot pink leather, they clung to my figure as if I had painted them on my skin. They zipped up the rear. I wore long, black elbow length gloves on my arms, and they were decorated with thick, pink, plastic bracelts. My shoes were round toed, knee high, black leather boots, with a big pink heart of the calf. I was wearing an all pink candy necklace, and large, round, pink plastic earrings from Gucci. My long blonde locks were down, but decorated with assorted braids, that were sprayed with pink hair color. My makeup was thin, and evenly applied. I had bright pink eyeliner, and dark black lashes tipped in pink. My cheeks were a pale rose, and my lips shimmered from a light pink gloss. I grinned as I suched on the blowpop I held in my freshly manicured nails. They were clear with pink and black alternating tips. A few assorted pink bubble rings decorated my right hand. And My left hand was decorated in a single large, black gawdy ring on my middle finger. I was hot.

Buffy stood at my side, our arms still linked, and she looked almost as hot as i did! She was dressed in a long black, knit sweater coat, that brushed the back of her legs, and barely covered her chest. Beneath the coast she simply wore a black bra. Her tan stomach was exposed, and melted into a black ultra mini skirt, that showed off her hot legs, and she also wore a pair of big, black, and very fashion acceptable, boots. She wore chunky rings of assorted colors, and matchign earrings. All topped off with her silver cross which hung daintily in her clevage. Her dark blonde locks were pulled up with a few strands hanging down, and cascading in her face, all accompanied by silver wide head bands that went across.

We walked directly into the heart of the Bronze, dancing, our bodies sweating, out lust rising, we knew every male on the dance floor was watchign as we moved. Our Hips swinging in sync, the flesh of out stomachs colliding as we danced. Our hands romaing in the air and in every other possible direction. It felt good to be this wanted. We were wnated, and we knew it. We had the pwoer now.

I smiled to Buffy. "This is super cool!" I said as we continued to dance, never stopping, why should we? We owned the world. "I mean this whole us being popular thing. I mean I know I've been like this my entire life, but for some reason it feels like a dream come true." I gave a heartfelt grin, as the music melted into a slow song.

We began to sway slowly together, just Buffy and I and the eyes of all the boys.The gazes, the stares, and then him. Jonathan Levenson, the most popular guy in the entire school, and he came up to us. With his sparkling smile, and his dark hair, he was wearing an amazing suit. I mean we are talking total style! "Oh Jonathan!" I said with a cheery/giddy smile and giggle. "You have to tell me how you do it? I mean you're perfect! You're liek the perfect male. Except you're short." I said laughing. "But that doesn't matter! Oh you're amazing!" I looked eagerly over to my danc epartner, taking her hand in mine. "Isn't he buffy?"
2:02 am
v_i_l
So we were hitting the Bronze? Boy did I miss Bronze hopping. It had been a good week since I had last been here. I was stuck doing all that Library related Jazz. What a snooze. So in we Strutted, like the goddess' we knew we were. I hadn't felt this perfect..this good in a long while. You coudl hear the music outside the door, and could almost see the vibrations that ran along the walls. We paid the guy outside, and linked arm in arm we walked inside.

Bodies were pressed together on the dance floor, the pool tables, and surrounding areas were crowded, as well as the bar. Iris by the Googoo dolls vibrated from the speakers.The Bronze was kicking! As were we, I should mention, kicking that is.

I was dressed in a, slick, shiney, black tubs tube, pulled down just low enough that my clevage was exposed, and overflowing. My bare, tan, stomach showed, sporting the bright pink belly ring, my pants were tight, hot pink leather, they clung to my figure as if I had painted them on my skin. They zipped up the rear. I wore long, black elbow length gloves on my arms, and they were decorated with thick, pink, plastic bracelts. My shoes were round toed, knee high, black leather boots, with a big pink heart of the calf. I was wearing an all pink candy necklace, and large, round, pink plastic earrings from Gucci. My long blonde locks were down, but decorated with assorted braids, that were sprayed with pink hair color. My makeup was thin, and evenly applied. I had bright pink eyeliner, and dark black lashes tipped in pink. My cheeks were a pale rose, and my lips shimmered from a light pink gloss. I grinned as I suched on the blowpop I held in my freshly manicured nails. They were clear with pink and black alternating tips. A few assorted pink bubble rings decorated my right hand. And My left hand was decorated in a single large, black gawdy ring on my middle finger. I was hot.

Buffy stood at my side, our arms still linked, and she looked almost as hot as i did! She was dressed in a long black, knit sweater coat, that brushed the back of her legs, and barely covered her chest. Beneath the coast she simply wore a black bra. Her tan stomach was exposed, and melted into a black ultra mini skirt, that showed off her hot legs, and she also wore a pair of big, black, and very fashion acceptable, boots. She wore chunky rings of assorted colors, and matchign earrings. All topped off with her silver cross which hung daintily in her clevage. Her dark blonde locks were pulled up with a few strands hanging down, and cascading in her face, all accompanied by silver wide head bands that went across.

We walked directly into the heart of the Bronze, dancing, our bodies sweating, out lust rising, we knew every male on the dance floor was watchign as we moved. Our Hips swinging in sync, the flesh of out stomachs colliding as we danced. Our hands romaing in the air and in every other possible direction. It felt good to be this wanted. We were wnated, and we knew it. We had the pwoer now.

I smiled to Buffy. "This is super cool!" I said as we continued to dance, never stopping, why should we? We owned the world. "I mean this whole us being popular thing. I mean I know I've been like this my entire life, but for some reason it feels like a dream come true." I gave a heartfelt grin, as the music melted into a slow song.

We began to sway slowly together, just Buffy and I and the eyes of all the boys.The gazes, the stares, and then him. Jonathan Levenson, the most popular guy in the entire school, and he came up to us. With his sparkling smile, and his dark hair, he was wearing an amazing suit. I mean we are talking total style! "Oh Jonathan!" I said with a cheery/giddy smile and giggle. "You have to tell me how you do it? I mean you're perfect! You're liek the perfect male. Except you're short." I said laughing. "But that doesn't matter! Oh you're amazing!" I looked eagerly over to my danc epartner, taking her hand in mine. "Isn't he buffy?"
Wednesday, July 16th, 2003
2:45 pm
Ok, so the rumbling had definetly subsided, no there was the grumbling, and the longing, the desire. My Hazel gaze trickled over to Cordelia Chase. I wanted her..No, I wanted to be her. I completely adored everything she was, everythign she had, The fear, and respect of her peers. Her unbound honesty, and attitude. She knew what she wanted, and she took it. I wanted that...power.

I had never felt this strongly about anything in my entire life. I had to have it, I had to have her life. To shine in the spot light, to be the Queen for once, not the runner up. I've grown so tired of hearing that someone had to come in second. I had to be first.

I stood up, the way I carried myself was so different from my own. I knew I was desired, I knew I was amazing, I knew every living male wanted me, and they'd never have me. I sauntered up the stairs to the looser brigade, oblivious to my surroundings, they'd change according to my needs. I didn't have to worry about them.

I danced to my own music now, and It wa sup to the rest of the world to keep up.

I continued towards the loosers as they huddled about their books and groaned abotu their stomachs. "Who gave you permission to exist? Cause it certainly wasn't me!" I placed my hands on my hips, I knew exactly what I was doing. "Go do somethign productive with your lives, and get the hell out of my way. This is my world." I smirked as all three of them mumbled, but moved. They left, they moved out of my way. This was my destiny.

Being perfect. No, I was being me.

I saw everything in a different light. Mine. Everything was mine, I had to answer to noone, and everyone had to answer to me. I was designed to be worshipped. I needed to do something, I was filled with this horrible urge to be reassured I still owned the world.

I walked over to Cordelia. "Nice shirt." I said with a teasing roll of my eyes. "We are in the spring season though right? I mean what's with the harsh tones? You know they make you look fat." I rolled my eyes, as I crossed my hand across my chest.

I had given myself over to absolute pleasure. Be it, Don't Dream it.
Sunday, June 22nd, 2003
2:15 am
Ok, so wreck, as if that weren't mondo traumatizing on it's own, school's all looserless. I mean it's really weird.The only real looser I even saw all day was Willow, and I kind of can't call her a looser anymore because she's like my new best friend. So yeah, other than the wreck, and the odd lack of loosers, everything's fine.

Not that I missed the loosers, I mean they were just loosers, but I did need to have a group to lead. My sheep weren't here, they must be so lost and confused without their guidance. I maen on countless occassions, they've thanked me for my fashion insight and such. I mean they would be so utterly lost without me. I'm totally a big part of their life.

My smile began to fade. the loosers got along fine before me..maybe they didn't need....nope, I'm so totally extinguishing any thought I had abotu not being needed.

God I hate Cordelia Chase. I was already five minutes late for Bio. And some looser was holding up the water fountain line. And somehow, I know this is all her fault. I bet she told him to stand here until I came around, cause she knew I always had trouble getting to Bio on time. It was right after my mid-day facial break.

I tapped my foot impatiently as I waited second in line at the waterfountain. "Come on camel! The hump's full!" I rolled my hazel eyes, and looked down the the floor, as the figure continued to drink. Is that a scuff?!? There was a thin black line of rubber running along the side of my dull pink stelletos.

I hurried ot the nearest in-hall bench, and sat down quickly. I removed my shoe, and wriggled my newly pedicured toes, they were bright pink, and the big toes had a silver star embedded in it. "Eww gross!" I said as I rubbed at the black scuff. it slowly, but surely, came off.

"There." I said my bright pink lips folded back, flashing my perfectly pearly white teeth. I stood up, smile plastered onto my face, and hefted my furry pink backpack/purse onto my shoulder. I walked back in the direction of the waterfountain. The same person was still there.

"Ok listen up Buck a roo." I said hands placed on my hips, my smile quickly faded into a look of glaring hatred. "There is a ten minute limit." They refused to move or say anything.

I squinted, and looked to their face, they were drinking that water really close. I shrugged, and tappen them on their shouder. "It's time for someone a little more important to have turn." With my single, light touch, they fell over sideways, their skin clamy, and white, their eyes rolled up all the way inside their head, and their face drenched from the water fountain.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" I screamed, wavign my arms about frantically infront of myself, making sure not to injure my perfectly manicured nails. "Oh my god eww" I turned around and sat back on the bench as more students crowded around the body, and a few techers rushed out of ther classes after hearing my utterly taumatizing squeel.

Mrs. Smitherman, came and sat beside me, placed and aging arm arounf my shoulders. And drilled me with 'Are you gonna be ok?' questions.

Turns out kid didn't even go to our school. Pshh and I thought it was something. What with that dead guy in Aura's locker earlier, and now this dead guy in the fountain. I'm so stayin away from anything free and school provided.

Money makes it monster proof.

As I left the councelours office, I saw the stuffy librarian runing about the halls. Maybe he knew where the loosers were. I shrugged and walked down the hallway avoiding all personell in a uniform. My makeup so needed repair, and no potentially hot, older, male was allowed to see me until it was perfect.

I pushed inside the bathroom, lied my purse on a shelf, and rumaged looking for my base, and powder. "Just a few touch-ups." I said to myself with a smile.
Thursday, June 19th, 2003
12:15 pm
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11:45 am
Nobody, and I mean nobody appreciates a woman with a vision. I rolled my eyes as I made my way down the hallway. I had tried for atleast 20 minutes last night to make that mouth of Hell spell thingy work. I mean granted the lights flicked, and there was the eerie moaning, but other than that. Nothing. I couldn't take fashion to anybody with no way to get there.

I entered the bathroom, I still had a good ten minutes before my second class. I stoo dback to admire myself in the mirror. "Now there is a girl who knows how to dress." I said with a small giggle. I tossed my head to the side as the long blonde hair cascaded over my shoulders. .I was dressed in a birght pink cut off dress, it was decorated with large different pink colored squares, my hair was down and straightened, and my shoes were gorgeous pink sandals my daddy had bought in india. I gave a quick twirl in front of the mirror, and headed toawrds the library.

I figured I might as well tell that British guy that the book was broken, maybe he could fix it. I clutched my assorted note books to my chest, and hefted my pink fuzzy backpack/purse high on my shoulder. That book like so weighed a ton.

I walked inside the musty library. "Umm hello?" I wrinkled my nose. Did it always have to smell like books? "Mr. British guy. I brought your book back. I thought you'd like to knw that it's broken." I stood on my tiptoes tryign to find the librarian. With a defeated sigh, I walked over to one of the large wooden table, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Stupid British people, we should have bombed them during Pearl Harbor." I muttered to myself, as I crossed my legs. I figured I'd be here awhile. "Ooo magazines!" O squealed as i stood up and sauntered over to the magazine counter. "Brad Pitt! He's oh so hot!" I said wiht a delighted giggle takign the magazine and returning to my chair. "Oh wow fold outs!"
Sunday, June 8th, 2003
2:59 pm
I exhaled heavily. "Boooring." I said rolling my eyes as I thumb through the VAMPYR book I had picked up at the library. I was biting down on the cap of the highlighter, and I laid on my stomach on my bed. The large wide screen t.v. opposite the bed was on QVC. I so had them on speed dial. I had already ordered a few bracelets, and a shirt.

"One girl in all the world.." I said reading aloud. With an aggitated sigh I closed the book, a few specks of dust rose from the quick action. I mock coughed, mostly because I thought I was supposed to. "Vampires, demons, gods. What a good read." I rolled my eyes and shoved the book to my bedroom floor. With a thud it connect with my pinken carpet. "Nothing about beauty, or makeup, or even fashion. You'd think people back in the day would write about the fashion trends. Because let's face it, fashion moves in a circle. But no. Nothing more than doom and Apocolypse. And misspelled words."

I looked to Consuelo, our wonderfully Spanish maid. She hurridly dusted my room, and picked up my things. "I mean people back then don't know how hard we have it now. Sure they had demons and stuff, but, I have like high school, and manicures. All of that really weighs heavy on the soul ya know, Consuelo?" I sat in private concentration for a few minutes. "I know!" My eyes widened. "We should so take fashion to the past."

My maid simply looked up with a small smile. "Oh wow you so support me right?"

"No hablo ingles." She replied with a smile.

"Wow Consuelo I had never thought of that before. This is so perfect. I mean I found plenty of magiky spells in this stupid old book. " I snapped my fingers and pointed to the book on the floor. Consuelo hurried over, picking it up and handing it to me. "Gracias." I said in mutilated Spanish.

"Donada." She replied with a grin.

"Don't speak to me in that tone of voice! Bad maid!" I said cleary annoyed. I sat up on the bed, cradleing the book in my lap. I flipped random through the dog eared pages. "here," i said with a grin pointing to the page, amazingly proud of myself. I looked back to th epage, my smile fading. "ewww! gross!" I said with a whine. "I have to get chicken feet." I pouted, but determined, to work for a better cause I stood up. Leaving the book on the bed, and walked over to the full-length mirror by my closets.

I eyed my attire carefully. I was wearing a very trendy pair of grey jogging pants, with a cute little pink kitten on the back pocket, a white tank top, decorated with the same kitten on the front of the shirt. My hair was pulled into a tight ponytail, my make-up, thinly and evenly applied, and my feet bare, with bright pink painted nails. I had just come back from my evening jog around the track in our basement.

"Not formaly acceptable. But it passes the 'going outside to find chicken feet' inspection." I grinned and returned to the book. I took out a notebook and my pink feather pen, and scribbled down every ingredient. "Now all I have to do is find these things, create a temperal fold. Whatever that is. And then the past will be all fashion literate. I feel like I so have a purpose." I grinned, tucking the paper into my kitten pocket and heading out of my house.

"Bye Consuelo." I said cheerily.
2:34 pm
Cordelia Chase. The new fond baine of my existence. Thinks she can just kick me out of the social circle we both worked hard to create. Ugh she so had another thing coming. I rolled my eyes as she stood there lecturing me, her hand son her hips.

Where on earth id she get that outfit? A GAP sale? I mean purple and olive so don't go togeter this season. Fashion queen my foot.

"You think you deserve some kind of a medal for making the computer nerd cute? Puh-lease. That's way mondo pathetic." She said, all her little sheep smiling and nodding in approval. Not daring to voice an original opinion and face the execution it had gotten me. "You're way past done Harmony. Pack it up you looser."

Her words cut like those tiny little things you use to hold corn when it's all cobby. "Whatever Cordelia. I've so never needed you to look this good!" I said raising my voice, and motioning to my attire and hair. All of which I had picked out myself, and done myself, all of which was very hip, and in season. I turned around, I could so imagine her face. Jaw set low, rolling her eyes as she stumbled around in that nothingness she called a brain for a comeback.

"good." She said her hand now crossed across her stomach. "Because we all know how many way cool decisions you make on your own Harmony. You know what? I'm so past you ever being my best friend. Get lost freak!" She screamed, then she and the little Cordettes brushed past me, and further into the party.

"can you believe her?" Cordelia asked the nearest Cordette. "Being my friend just so she could try ad over throw me when she doesnt' like how i'm doing things. I mean really that's the thanks I get..."

"yea I mean it's totally.." Aura started.

"Hello can I even finish talking here? Freak." Cordelia interrupted. "Anyway." She said after a melodramatic pause "She's so ungrateful I mean really..." She trailed off as they entered the next room.

I didn't say anything, I didn't move, I didn't try to shout a witty response. I just stood there, and wrapped my arms around my waist. The tears streamed down my face, but I contained the sobs that threatened to rise. I wiped away the tears, and moaned as I saw streaks of black come away on my fingers. Bad Mascara, I muttered to myself. I swallowed hard, and forced on my perfect plastic smile.

I walked through the party, hollow and alone. It was as if I wasn't even there. I felt so numb, like my entire body was wrapped in cotton and I couldn't quite feel. The mock laughter, the futile conversations. everywhere I went, every room i entered, there she was. Her energy radiating, her smile fixed and popularly kind. She was brighter, friendlier, not a bit crushed. She seemed unphased, and her laugh ate away at my insides. I finally couldn't take it.

My gaze swept around the plentifully packed rooms. No Willow. Maybe she and her band geek had left. Quite frankily I didn't care. I forced on one last smile as I thinked Thomas for the party, or atleast I think his name was Thomas. "Thanks Tom, I had a great time." I said smiling sweetly. "We should hang out or something. You're not as big of a looser as I thought you were." I was trying to be nice, trying to be Good Ole Harmony.

"Like I'd want to be friends with a reject. No thanks, I'm trying to rise in the social world. Looser" He said as he slammed the door behind me. Anythign to impress Cordelia. I wonder if she heard.

I stood there a little shocked. It was so true, I was unpopular. I was a reject. It took all the strength I had not to buckle right there on the doorstep and fall into a fit of tears, because lord knows my makeup needed more abuse. I walked zombie-like to my car and got in. I drove in silence down the back service road. I didn't want to see anyone..anything... I passed by the intersection. There the road was littlered with debris, and skid marks. A wreck. Lucky them. I thought as I continued on my way home.

I walked up my stairs, dropping my purse as I reached the top. Consuelo would get it in the morning. I opened my door, my pink room a mocking memory of how my life once was. I walked over to my bed, and sat down. Then the tears began. They streamed down my cheeks as if a faucet was turned on. The salty water snaked it's way to my satin sheets creating wet little puddles. It was over, my life, was officially over.


(now doesnt' everyone see just how hard Harmony really had it?)
Monday, June 2nd, 2003
12:13 pm
We pulled up in my driveway after about a fifteen minute drive. I had begun to simply adore Willow. I mean she never tried to interrupt me when I was telling her about hair care products, and she seemed totally interested on my opinions about the new spring fashion. I mean wow. She's like the best friend I could ever have. I turned off the car and took the keys from the ignition. "And that's so why I don't think bellbottoms will ever come back in style. I mean an atricle of clothing can only go out of style so many times before the fashion industry has to put it out to pasture." I furrowed my brow, a facial expression Cordelia said made me look very unattractive. "I wonder what that means. They like take the clothes ad throw them in an abandoned area with cows? Because I'm so not eatign another cow if that's the case." I looked over to my new best friends, flashing my million dollar smile (literaly). "Well, are you ready to look better?" My hand quickly covered my mouth, but avoided smudging my lipstick. "Not that you don't look..."I bit the inside of my bottom lip, and searched for a non-negative word. "..punctual!" I said with a smile. "It's just..we're going for sexy..or cute."

With another big smile, I reahed in the back, retrieving my bag, and lead her inside my house. We had one of those high ceiling places, and our front door frame was 8 feet tall. It was like walking into the front door of a gigantic doll house. But it was home. I walked inside, Consuelo was using her lage ostrich feather duster in the living quarters. "Good afternoon Consuelo!" I said running up to her throwing my arms around her neck in a large hug. "This is Willow. Will...ow." I said with a smile, and in very slow halting english."We're going to my room, My room. To..get...ready...to...go...out...tonight...to night." I smiled and turned around. Consuelo rolled her eyes. And muttered in Spanish about how much that annoyed her. She had taken English as a second language for 5 years. But I just wanted ot make sure she understood.

"Well," I said with a smile "Ready?" I lead her up our long windind white carpeted staircase, and made her leave her sneakers at the bottom. "We have a 'no athletic shoes up the stairs' rule." I said with a smile. Finaly we reached my door. I pushed it open gracefully.

Willow stood in awe.

"Are you ok?" I asked, walkign over to my bed.

"It's so big.." She said.

I furrowed my brow once again. Cordy be damned. "uh ok." I said archign a brow. I had never seen it as big...sure there was the 10 foot ceiling on the second floor, and my walls were painted by Armand Vespucci, a famous italiain painter, who had done them in fabulour shades of pink. My carpet was a light pink, and my large circular california king day bed, was draped in pink satins and silks. My bed was also littered with stuffed animals of all shapes and sizes, as well as multiple decorative pillows. My vanity top wa slitered with large crystal boxes, each containing a seperate form of make up, powder, lipstick, foundation, etc. And each container was seperated by colors. And then there were my closets. Well duh doesnt' everyone have more than one? I had to have a seperate one for my shoes. They wouldn't all fit in the same closet.

"Ok so what first?" I eyed her from across the room, and immeadently responded. "Clothes!" I giggled sheepishly. "sorry didn't mean to sound too zealous. It's just well, you're my first time. And this is a big thing for me ya know?" I asked walkign quickly over to my closet, flinging the door open. The vast amoutn of clothes never surprised me. I could have easily supplied a clothing store made entirely for people my size. "Hoep you like pink!" I calle dover my shoulder. "I may have something a little more you colored."

I searched through my closet a good 10 minutes. "Your hair is like redish orange right?" I waited awhile until she asnwered. "Ok just checking!" I searched somemore. "Now there's the biiig question. Wether to make you all pseudo casual, or pseudo fancy. This is like such a hard job!"

I searched a little more before I foudn it. "Oh my god! I'm liek the most amazing person like ever! I so found you the perfect outfit!" I grinned pullign it from the closet. "I've never worn it, so you can like keep it. I just bought it because it was on sale. And now no one will recognize it as mine!" I handed the close hand fully equipped with shirt, skirt, and purse. It also had a number on the hanger that was co-ordinated with a pair of shoes. I handed her all the clothes and shooed her into the bathroom. Once she had canged and emerged, I squealed with joy. "Oh wow, you look amazing! I mean what a big change! Here sit." I said plopping her into the chair of my vanity. I then attacked her face with make up. When I was done, it was all I could do to keep from crying. "I'm so proud of you. We'll make execellent best friend!" I gave her a large hug, and stood back to admire.
Saturday, May 31st, 2003
10:22 am
I clutched my notebook close to my chest, As I walked from the doors of Sunnydale to my car. My hips swayed with every step, and my heels clicked across the parking lot. The rest of the girls followed behind me. I grinned as I watched everyone move out of our way. It was just like parting the ocean that, that Noah guy did in the bible. I grinned, exposing my perfectly straight, and white teeth. My pale pink lips, painted evenly, and perfectly. I had just applied some of my glitter lipgloss to make sure it wouldn't loose its shine.

When I got to the driver side of my car, i placed my backpack in the passenger seat, and looked up to all my girls. With an award winning smile, I hugged everyone, and did a mock cheek kiss. "Bye guys. I guess I'll see you like, tomorrow." I opened the driver side door, and sat down, smoothing my dress before, and afterward. I shut the door, and reached in the divider, I pulled out my large pink sunglasses. I had gotten them in a Steve Martin outlet in Cairo, egypt the last time I had gone. I looked to the girls still crowded around my door, and touched Alexis' hand.

"Since the Bronze is closed, I know tonite will be alittle hard. My advice..Do you want to hear my adivce?" I asked sweetly, amazingly perky smile still plastered on my face.

"Of course!" Alexis said. The rest of the girls muttered, and agreed as well.

"Execellent." I took my hand from hers, and placed it on the steering wheel. "My advice is to go home, and watch a movie, do a facial, and eat a nice celery and peanut butter treat." I smiled rather happy with my advice. I mean how else would they spend their evening? Especially when they didn't have me to lead them. Poor lost little lambs.

Alexis' eyes widened, and she smiled happily. "What wonderful advice Harmony. What on earth would we do without you?" She reached in and gave me one more hug.

I rolled my eyes. "Alexis, you've alreadt reache dyour hug quota for today. That means I'm taking off two from tomorrow! And of course it's a great idea! It's mine!" I smiled sweetly to the rest of the girls. "Bye girls."

I then turned on the car, and palced my hand on the radio as the engine purred. I waved lightly to the girls, and 'Cause I'm A Blonde By Julie Brown' filtered through my speakers.Read more...Collapse )


I checked my mirrors, and pulled out of my parkign space, and sped through the parking lot, and onto the road. the wind danced through my hair. I could do an emergency wash and blow dry once I got home.

While driving, I accidently went 65 going over one of those speed bumps things. my back pack fell from the seat next to me, onto the floorboard of the passenger seat. At the next redlight, I bent over as far as my seatbelt would allow to pick up my things. I could grab my bag, or my fuzzy pink pen, but I could reach that god awfuly large book I had borrowed from the library. I picked it up, still mesmerized by the cover. I ran my professionaly done nails across the upraised and inscribed letters. I mouth the word "Vampyr." Very softly.

Then some jerk behind me honked his horn! Can you believe that? I rolled my eyes, and placed the book in the passenger seat, and sped away from the redlight. Those stupid middle aged drivers. I have needs too. Don't they know that?

I pulled into my driveway. Gravel spinning behind my tires. I unhooked my seatbelt, and grabbed my books and backpack that had fallen down earlier. I arranged everything like it should be, and cradled the Vampyr book in my arms as I walked to me door. "Vampires." I said with a giggle. "That new libraian must really be British."
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