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Whoo hoo go me! I finally posted all I have. Now to sort through the random e-mails of Mel and add more! (NOOOOOO!!!!)
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~With the European team and two girls~(Paris, France)
"Oh come on Mel you have to at least leave this mansion once." Enrique said tugging the shorter brunette out of the mansion. Johnny and Robert were waiting for them, since they were going to a play or whatever Enrique said to her. She hadn't paid much attention to him since she was to busy admiring the decor of Oliver's mansion.
She sighed rolling her eyes and throwing her hands up in defeat while saying, "Fine, fine, I'll come." The three boys smiled and left. Becky had to laugh lightly as she watched them from her spot in a nearby tree.
"She is rather entertaining." Oliver commented coming up. He looked up at Becky who upon seeing his gaze smiled.
"It's just one of her acts." She said then jumped down next to him. "Sometimes I wonder if she ever tried out as an actress."
"She does have those qualities but I think she'd be to camera shy." Oliver said remembering when they were in Glasgow. Johnny had, had a video camera and was trying to record something Mel was doing but she wouldn't look at him, and she was blushing slightly. It was about one of the funniest things that had happened in Scotland but it was rather cute on Mel's part. However the tape vanished and was destroyed when Johnny had found it. Oliver chuckled slightly along with Becky at the memory. "Well since they're gone. How about I show you around the city a little?" He said extending his arm. Becky hooked her arm around his while chuckling.
"Sure why not." She said and the two were off. He took her to several different shops that were rather nice. It was a rather nice place to be but for some reason she missed the mansion back in the states. The halls echoed with memories, laughs, cries, insults, fights, and jokes. It was a casket of events. She could remember when the she first moved in with Tay. She was the first one; her father had introduced her to the blonde. Some complications in her home had really taken a toll on her and so she asked Tay if she could stay there for a while. She had to admit at first living with Tay was a challenge but soon they had reached an understanding and things where near perfect. Then Nat and Sam entered the picture. She and Nat had become fast friends but Sam was a whole different story. They clashed more then hot pink and sun yellow. The first month or two was full of fighting and soon she just gave up and ignored the "gangsta" hip-hop dancer. She had to admit the first four months of her stay with Tay was filled with nothing but tension. Then she came, the one person that could argue with anyone, the girl that cut the tension in half. Yes, Mel had come out of nowhere, and totally turned the four girls' lives upside down. Sam had brought the hyper brunette to dinner one night to thank her for saving her from a man. Sam wouldn't stop talking about how great a fighter Mel was. However, Becky saw the truth behind the mask, yes she saw the darkness that shown in those brown eyes of the shorter girl. There was something that always warned her that if Mel were to snap no one would be safe. But Mel was never mad, she seemed calm at times, she was rather interesting and understood people to an extent. Becky had watched her carefully for the first several months, and sooner or later became closer to her. Mel at first was ruthless when it came to pranks but soon backed away a little. Then before she knew it Becky was meeting Mel's cousins. It was a rather interesting experience; Mel's cousins could be nice then turn around and lash out. Unpredictable was the best way to describe the cousins because of all the times Mel had gotten beaten up by them. Becky remembered one time when one of the cousins beat up the brunette then asked if she was okay.
"Hey." Oliver said cutting Becky's train of thought. "Are you okay?"
"Yea." Becky answered and smiled. They were sitting in at a small outside café. She didn't want to go to the theater with the others because one she had seen the play so much she knew it line for line, two Johnny had nearly strangled her for quoting the characters during the play, three Mel had brushed off the play every time and she didn't want to get between Mel and the boys. Four, the play happened to be Hamlet and she knew that Mel would just go on after the play about how there wasn't enough killing in it. "I was just thinking."
"About what? Not that I want to pry or anything." Oliver said looking at her with a curious look.
"Just about the other girls and when we first moved in together." Becky said offhandedly with a simple shrug.
"I was going to ask you about when you guys first moved in together but I never had the time." Oliver commented just as offhandedly as Becky who had to chuckle.
"Oh it wasn't as simple as it seemed. Tay and I didn't get along at all in the beginning but after a while we became great friends. Then Nat and Sam came to live with us. Boy was that a disaster waiting to happen. Sure I got along with Nat about as soon as I met her but Sam. As soon as I met her she seemed okay, then as I got to know her, she started to show hatred to me, and as a response I guess I was rather bitchy to her. The house was filled with tension then Mel came." Becky said and sighed shaking her head a little. "Mel. She came out of the blue and turned everything upside down. Before I was constantly reading, Sam was always plotting against me, Tay was always locked in her room, and Nat was always off doing something. Mel came, as soon as she moved in Tay had to stay out of her room for the most part to keep an eye on Mel. Nat was home more because she didn't want the little demon in her room. Sam began to focus on becoming friends with Mel, and Mel well she didn't really bother me. However I did observe her more then I read because well she is rather interesting. Then somehow we got a little closer together almost like a small band of sisters with Mel on the side. She never really got close to any of us although I am sorta one of her closest friends. It's almost as if she never really trusted us."
Oliver listened and when Becky was done smiled. "I guess you all were rather different. Then having to live together turn everything even more upside down then most of you were used to. Like what some of the others are going through right know. Even I have some trouble around you five." He admitted then took a sip of his drink.
"Are we that bad?" Becky asked with fake surprise knowing that Mel probably did creep some of them out. She was for the most part a little off her rocker but not completely and totally insane. It was more of a friendly nice hyper insane then anything else.
Oliver shook his head with a smile. "Not really it's just getting used to Sam and her fawning over Enrique. He is what you Americans call a playa." Oliver said his French accent sort of got in the way of the gangster term but Becky knew what he was trying to say.
"I guess you could say that Sam is not that different. She is the boy crazy one of our group." Becky said with a light laugh mingling in her words. "And I noticed the way Enrique acts when he was hitting on Sam, Tay, then me. Sometimes I just want to hit him over the head with a thick book." She said and Oliver laughed at that. "What's so funny?"
"I think that you, Nat, and Mel are the only girls that ever turned down Enrique. Mel flat out said that if he even tried to hit on her he would be in the hospital in a coma. Nat hinted that she didn't like him and gave him a cold shoulder. Now you seem to not like him but he won't get the hint." Oliver said when he calmed down.
"Oh I don't mind but it can get rather annoying." Becky said with a shrug. "So what do you want to do know?"
"How about we go to Versailles?" Oliver suggested standing up after paying for their lunch.
"Sure why not." Becky said and soon they were on their way to the Palace of the Sun King.
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After the play had ended the three boys took Mel to an art museum and they had never seen the look of awe on Mel's face before. It was almost as if she had stepped into a magnificent dream and couldn't figure out what to do with her self because there was so much to do. The boys just thought of it as a normal visit to the museum but Mel, she seemed to have to look at everything. She started to tell the history of some of the paintings and those around her listened in. She spook in Italian so it was up to Enrique to translate what she had been saying, which wasn't all that hard, unless she threw in some German. "Mel how much do you know about painters?" Johnny had to ask finally when they got Mel out of the museum and on their way back to Oliver's mansion.
"I don't know. Art has always been one of my interests, just like languages, foreign texts, religions, and the fighting arts." She said with a shrug.
"And yet they don't really have that much in common. Well the fighting arts and religion I mean." Enrique said with little interest.
"Oh but you're wrong, the Japanese believed that if you gave up you would anger the gods who would in turn punish you and your family by cursing them for generations." Mel said making the boys stop in their tracks.
Johnny was the first to find his voice and raised a red eyebrow at Mel. "Did something intelligent actually come out of your mouth?"
Mel looked at him and nodded slowly. "What? I have my moments, though how rare they may seem." She said then shook her head. "If you had noticed I do have a brain just I don't use it when I'm talking to people."
"Well that would account for your uncouth pranks." Robert muttered crossing his arms only for Mel to smile.
"Jee, Nine why don't you lighten up a little bit? Forget about the uncouthness of something and do something out of the ordinary. Varity is something everyone should have." Mel said making Johnny smirk at Robert's shocked face. It was priceless; someone that was uncouth -as Robert put it- was actually giving Robert advice. "Oh I forgot, thee shall not do something uncouth for tis against thine morals." She said then started on her way again. She had memorized the way from the theater to Oliver's when they were walking so this was no different.
"Are you going to talk Shakespearian to us now?" Enrique asked as they walked along.
"I may, I may not, for I do not know what it is you want me to voice." She said with a shrug. Johnny looked at her with a curious look then shook his head.
"The sooner we get back the better." The three boys mumbled as they walked down the moonlit streets of Paris.
Whoo hoo go me! I finally posted all I have. Now to sort through the random e-mails of Mel and add more! (NOOOOOO!!!!)
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~With the European team and two girls~(Paris, France)
"Oh come on Mel you have to at least leave this mansion once." Enrique said tugging the shorter brunette out of the mansion. Johnny and Robert were waiting for them, since they were going to a play or whatever Enrique said to her. She hadn't paid much attention to him since she was to busy admiring the decor of Oliver's mansion.
She sighed rolling her eyes and throwing her hands up in defeat while saying, "Fine, fine, I'll come." The three boys smiled and left. Becky had to laugh lightly as she watched them from her spot in a nearby tree.
"She is rather entertaining." Oliver commented coming up. He looked up at Becky who upon seeing his gaze smiled.
"It's just one of her acts." She said then jumped down next to him. "Sometimes I wonder if she ever tried out as an actress."
"She does have those qualities but I think she'd be to camera shy." Oliver said remembering when they were in Glasgow. Johnny had, had a video camera and was trying to record something Mel was doing but she wouldn't look at him, and she was blushing slightly. It was about one of the funniest things that had happened in Scotland but it was rather cute on Mel's part. However the tape vanished and was destroyed when Johnny had found it. Oliver chuckled slightly along with Becky at the memory. "Well since they're gone. How about I show you around the city a little?" He said extending his arm. Becky hooked her arm around his while chuckling.
"Sure why not." She said and the two were off. He took her to several different shops that were rather nice. It was a rather nice place to be but for some reason she missed the mansion back in the states. The halls echoed with memories, laughs, cries, insults, fights, and jokes. It was a casket of events. She could remember when the she first moved in with Tay. She was the first one; her father had introduced her to the blonde. Some complications in her home had really taken a toll on her and so she asked Tay if she could stay there for a while. She had to admit at first living with Tay was a challenge but soon they had reached an understanding and things where near perfect. Then Nat and Sam entered the picture. She and Nat had become fast friends but Sam was a whole different story. They clashed more then hot pink and sun yellow. The first month or two was full of fighting and soon she just gave up and ignored the "gangsta" hip-hop dancer. She had to admit the first four months of her stay with Tay was filled with nothing but tension. Then she came, the one person that could argue with anyone, the girl that cut the tension in half. Yes, Mel had come out of nowhere, and totally turned the four girls' lives upside down. Sam had brought the hyper brunette to dinner one night to thank her for saving her from a man. Sam wouldn't stop talking about how great a fighter Mel was. However, Becky saw the truth behind the mask, yes she saw the darkness that shown in those brown eyes of the shorter girl. There was something that always warned her that if Mel were to snap no one would be safe. But Mel was never mad, she seemed calm at times, she was rather interesting and understood people to an extent. Becky had watched her carefully for the first several months, and sooner or later became closer to her. Mel at first was ruthless when it came to pranks but soon backed away a little. Then before she knew it Becky was meeting Mel's cousins. It was a rather interesting experience; Mel's cousins could be nice then turn around and lash out. Unpredictable was the best way to describe the cousins because of all the times Mel had gotten beaten up by them. Becky remembered one time when one of the cousins beat up the brunette then asked if she was okay.
"Hey." Oliver said cutting Becky's train of thought. "Are you okay?"
"Yea." Becky answered and smiled. They were sitting in at a small outside café. She didn't want to go to the theater with the others because one she had seen the play so much she knew it line for line, two Johnny had nearly strangled her for quoting the characters during the play, three Mel had brushed off the play every time and she didn't want to get between Mel and the boys. Four, the play happened to be Hamlet and she knew that Mel would just go on after the play about how there wasn't enough killing in it. "I was just thinking."
"About what? Not that I want to pry or anything." Oliver said looking at her with a curious look.
"Just about the other girls and when we first moved in together." Becky said offhandedly with a simple shrug.
"I was going to ask you about when you guys first moved in together but I never had the time." Oliver commented just as offhandedly as Becky who had to chuckle.
"Oh it wasn't as simple as it seemed. Tay and I didn't get along at all in the beginning but after a while we became great friends. Then Nat and Sam came to live with us. Boy was that a disaster waiting to happen. Sure I got along with Nat about as soon as I met her but Sam. As soon as I met her she seemed okay, then as I got to know her, she started to show hatred to me, and as a response I guess I was rather bitchy to her. The house was filled with tension then Mel came." Becky said and sighed shaking her head a little. "Mel. She came out of the blue and turned everything upside down. Before I was constantly reading, Sam was always plotting against me, Tay was always locked in her room, and Nat was always off doing something. Mel came, as soon as she moved in Tay had to stay out of her room for the most part to keep an eye on Mel. Nat was home more because she didn't want the little demon in her room. Sam began to focus on becoming friends with Mel, and Mel well she didn't really bother me. However I did observe her more then I read because well she is rather interesting. Then somehow we got a little closer together almost like a small band of sisters with Mel on the side. She never really got close to any of us although I am sorta one of her closest friends. It's almost as if she never really trusted us."
Oliver listened and when Becky was done smiled. "I guess you all were rather different. Then having to live together turn everything even more upside down then most of you were used to. Like what some of the others are going through right know. Even I have some trouble around you five." He admitted then took a sip of his drink.
"Are we that bad?" Becky asked with fake surprise knowing that Mel probably did creep some of them out. She was for the most part a little off her rocker but not completely and totally insane. It was more of a friendly nice hyper insane then anything else.
Oliver shook his head with a smile. "Not really it's just getting used to Sam and her fawning over Enrique. He is what you Americans call a playa." Oliver said his French accent sort of got in the way of the gangster term but Becky knew what he was trying to say.
"I guess you could say that Sam is not that different. She is the boy crazy one of our group." Becky said with a light laugh mingling in her words. "And I noticed the way Enrique acts when he was hitting on Sam, Tay, then me. Sometimes I just want to hit him over the head with a thick book." She said and Oliver laughed at that. "What's so funny?"
"I think that you, Nat, and Mel are the only girls that ever turned down Enrique. Mel flat out said that if he even tried to hit on her he would be in the hospital in a coma. Nat hinted that she didn't like him and gave him a cold shoulder. Now you seem to not like him but he won't get the hint." Oliver said when he calmed down.
"Oh I don't mind but it can get rather annoying." Becky said with a shrug. "So what do you want to do know?"
"How about we go to Versailles?" Oliver suggested standing up after paying for their lunch.
"Sure why not." Becky said and soon they were on their way to the Palace of the Sun King.
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After the play had ended the three boys took Mel to an art museum and they had never seen the look of awe on Mel's face before. It was almost as if she had stepped into a magnificent dream and couldn't figure out what to do with her self because there was so much to do. The boys just thought of it as a normal visit to the museum but Mel, she seemed to have to look at everything. She started to tell the history of some of the paintings and those around her listened in. She spook in Italian so it was up to Enrique to translate what she had been saying, which wasn't all that hard, unless she threw in some German. "Mel how much do you know about painters?" Johnny had to ask finally when they got Mel out of the museum and on their way back to Oliver's mansion.
"I don't know. Art has always been one of my interests, just like languages, foreign texts, religions, and the fighting arts." She said with a shrug.
"And yet they don't really have that much in common. Well the fighting arts and religion I mean." Enrique said with little interest.
"Oh but you're wrong, the Japanese believed that if you gave up you would anger the gods who would in turn punish you and your family by cursing them for generations." Mel said making the boys stop in their tracks.
Johnny was the first to find his voice and raised a red eyebrow at Mel. "Did something intelligent actually come out of your mouth?"
Mel looked at him and nodded slowly. "What? I have my moments, though how rare they may seem." She said then shook her head. "If you had noticed I do have a brain just I don't use it when I'm talking to people."
"Well that would account for your uncouth pranks." Robert muttered crossing his arms only for Mel to smile.
"Jee, Nine why don't you lighten up a little bit? Forget about the uncouthness of something and do something out of the ordinary. Varity is something everyone should have." Mel said making Johnny smirk at Robert's shocked face. It was priceless; someone that was uncouth -as Robert put it- was actually giving Robert advice. "Oh I forgot, thee shall not do something uncouth for tis against thine morals." She said then started on her way again. She had memorized the way from the theater to Oliver's when they were walking so this was no different.
"Are you going to talk Shakespearian to us now?" Enrique asked as they walked along.
"I may, I may not, for I do not know what it is you want me to voice." She said with a shrug. Johnny looked at her with a curious look then shook his head.
"The sooner we get back the better." The three boys mumbled as they walked down the moonlit streets of Paris.