[CLV] AUDITION
 

 

 
Name: Penelope "Poppy" Brandolini d'Adda
"Life is the art of drawing without an eraser"
Age: 21
Neighborhood: Chelsea, Manhattan
Style: high fashion, very feminine with a little touch of hippie-chic.
School: Columbia
Job: PR at her friend’s, Claire Courtin-Clarins, family empire.
Biography: Stylish italian aristocrat socialite, insider of the European social scene, and the baby sister of Coco and Bianca. She was born in Paris in July of 1990, but spent her life between the many family residences (Geneva, Rio de Janeiro, Trancoso, Brazil). She wasn't that much into the spotlight as much as her sisters, but she likes to jet set around the world. with a 24-karat pedigree and inherited wealth, everyone would think she's a spoiled brat, but this leggy blonde is really trying to make a name for herself. She moved to New York at 18 with the purpose of studying business and PR at Columbia. She was received in NYC like a child by Ana Wintour, who introduced her into the American high society. She has an on and off relationship with the greek shipping heir Stavros Niarchos III, who dated Lindsay Lohan, Mary-Kate Olsen and Paris Hilton a long time ago.
Family history: She sports a prestigious Italian name, comes from one of Rome's most ancient noble family, which goes back to the year 700. She's the daughter of old valentino muse Countess Georgina Brandolini and the Count of Valmero Ruy Brandolini d'Adda. Her great uncle is Giovanni Agnelli, who is famous for his good looks and his exceptional taste as well as his business excellence.
Model: Rosie Huntington-Witheley
 

 

 

 

 
“Anna!” I said and when she turned to see me, a smile spread across her face under those black sunglasses. I was entering this nice restaurant in the village and she was at the terrace of the place, having lunch with some other woman.
“Oh, dear! What a lovely surprise. I haven’t see you since the thakoon show”
“I know, I’ve been busy… Claire and I have been working so hard on the new campaign and the collaboration with Lauren Bush, you know!”
“I can imagine… here, join us.”
“Oh, I just came to say hi… I’m here having lunch with…”
“Stavros, I see” she ended my sentence. I knew she didn’t particularly like him as my boyfriend, but she thought he had a great sense of fashion and she found him quite pleasant before she knew we were dating.
“Yes, umm… I should get going, he’s been waiting for me”
“Oh, of course… don’t be a stranger, okay” she said and kissed me on both cheeks.
“Sure, I’ll see you soon” I said and entered the place, he was waiting me inside.
After the lunch Stavros and I went straight to my apartment. He wanted to go to this party at some of his friends’ club but I have been at work all day and I was too tired to go out.
“We could just make an appearance, we don’t have to stay there all night”
“Baby, I’m really tired. I know you’re not used to actually work but.. please, can’t we just stay home for one night? I’ve got some interesting things in mind we could do instead of that boring party” I said, faking a yawn and unzipping my dress. He smiled.
“I promised him we would be there. Put on that pretty little dress Louis Vuitton sent you and let’s go, we can save those very very very interesting things you’re thinking for later” he winked and tried to convince me by kissing my neck. Well, it was working and I’ve been waiting for an excuse to use the dress, so... What the hell! Truth is it wouldn’t be boring at all.
When we got to the place it was full of nice people, we went straight to the VIP area of the club and Sam, the owner, greeted us from his table and invited us to join them. We were there a little more time of what I thought but we had a great time. Vogue was covering the opening party of the club, it was a big thing, apparently; and there were a lot of celebrities and friends.
Stavros and I posed for the photographers that went crazy when we got outside of the place and got on the car. We got some very very very interesting things to do back home.

Claire Pinault: She always seems like a fee. Her huge eyes are deer-like and if she blinks with them, she can get anything she wants. Claire loves high class fashion and vintage. She plays the violin and does ballet. Claire always tries to be perfect and most of the time this works. Will she be a rebel one time?
age:19
look-a-like: Olivia Palermo
from: Rennes, France

Thursday: Regan's Party
 
Story soon..

Name: Calliegh Vernon-Fields
age: seventeen
looks: Cintia dicker
bio: Calliegh was just like her mother: Sporty, athletic, shy, and sometimes a bit timid. She likes to just go with the flow; she always does what the other girls want to do, and would never tell the others if she objected.
A few years ago she suffered from major anorexia, and went to a rehabilitation center. She was forced to quit all sports until she was at a healthy weight again. When she came back at age fifteen, she acted as if the anorexia problem never happened. She never rejoined any of her sports, became addicted to shopping, and spends all her time with the other plastics.
She has a boyfriend, and he just happens to be Tessa’s older brother Will, who is a senior.
Shortly after Calliegh came back from rehab she started sneaking out at night to meet a secret someone. She says it’s an old friend from rehab, but really it’s her drug dealer. When she came back from rehab, something was different about Calliegh...But no one has figured out just what yet. Calliegh has also has issues with the latest plastic, Lissy. She’s been planning the day she can take her down. No one knows why she dislikes Lissy so much. Is it because she's Tessa’s new bff? Or is it because Calliegh recognizes lissy from the past? and not in a good way.
Portrayed by: barbiee..!* http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=203520
 

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(Wednesday.- Foxy Party)
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sorry, i killed the layout! ):
 

 

 
The mess was beautiful at the Eglise St.-Germain-des-Pres, after that, tom and I headed to Le Bristol for the LPP party. We had the bellboy to bring all the presents into the salon; we have spent the past week from store to store searching for the presents, so we have a ton of them. We entered the place and we were ready for having a blast with all of my friends there.
 
The party went great, we had dinner, a lot of drinks and exchange presents. Everything was perfect.
 
Somewhere between the millionth glass of champagne I looked around and Tom wasn’t next to me. I stood up and searched around the room, he was nowhere to be seen. I asked the girls that were near to me but no one could answer.
 
I looked after him for about ten minutes before going outside. There he was standing on the street seeing the cars pass, talking on his phone, again. This was starting to get a little weird. He couldn’t see me, so I walked in silent to where he was standing and tried to listen to his conversation behind his back.
“No, I can’t do that. I’m spending the holidays with my girlfriend!” he said. “Well, I don’t care about your stupid company either” he was arguing with the person on the phone. He was rubbing his forehead with his hand and gesturing to himself. “I don’t need you to pay my bills anymore, dad” he was still shouting angry. He was having an argument with his father. “I don’t know, I’ll think about it” he said and hung up. He let out a big sigh. I took a step towards him and touched his back. He turned around and saw my confused look and his expression change, his eyes softened and his hands reached for me.
“So… you’re not coming home with me, are you?” I said hiding my face in his chest.
“I’m sorry” he said and placed his hands on my cheeks making me look up to his eyes. “I really wanted to go with you, but my father interests are on my way… I need to solve some issues back in London” he was serious and I could see his eyes were a little sad.
“It’s okay, don’t worry about it” I smiled lightly.
“Oh, you have no idea how much I’ll miss you” he said and kissed me. At some point I realized we might be making some scene here, so I told him we should get inside to say goodbye to everyone and leave.
 
We got back to my place, it was really cold outside so I turned on the fireplace. It was our turn to open the presents. I poured some hot chocolate in two cups and sat on the living room next to the tree. First I gave him his presents. I had bought a Rolex watch, it was very expensive and pretty amazing; I bought him an IPad which I had filled with tons of photos of me and the both of us and I had asked to be laser-engraved with ‘28/09/10’ and a little heart. He bought me a gorgeous or blanc et diamonds Dior watch, it costs like 240 000 Euros, it was so so so pretty. I loved it.
“Oh mon dieu! Tom you remember!” I squealed.
“Of course, I saw how much you wanted it when we went to the shop, so I bought it for you, princess” he said with a smirk on his face.
“Oh, thank you” I said and gave him a hug.
“Wait, there’s more!” he said and brought a gift bag with the LV logo on it. Uh, a new bag! I opened it and found the classic monogram dog carrier.
“This is… pretty, but I don’t have a dog!” I said; it was quite strange.
“Oh, really?” he said and stood up and walked outside the apartment. I stayed there in the floor, in shock. He came back a couple of minutes later carrying the cutest little puppy in his arms. It was a little yorkie with a tiny t-shirt that read ‘I love you’ on the back. I jumped and took it from him and the pretty thing licked my face. It was adorable.
“Tom, this is the cutest thing in the world!” I said and hugged him again, he smiled triumphantly watching me play with the little dog. We spend some time lying by the fireplace, playing with the puppy, when I remembered the last gift. This would be so much fun.
“I had one more present for you” I said smiling deviously. He looked at me with a confused face. I took his hand and walked him to the bedroom; I punched him to the bed. I unzipped my dress and showed him the new lingerie I had bought from Agent Provocateur, it was a pretty little lace thong with a matching corset. His jaw dropped.
“This is the best Christmas present ever” he said with a smile from ear to ear. I giggled.
“a toi, pour toujours” i said and closed the door behind me.

name: calliegh vernon-fields
age: seventeen
looks: cintia dicker
bio: calliegh was just like her mother. Sporty, athletic, shy, and sometimes a bit timid. She likes to just go with the flow; she always does what the other girls want to do, and would never tell the others if she objected. a few years ago she suffered from major anorexia, and went to a rehabilitation center. She was forced to quit all sports until she was at a healthy weight again. When she came back at age fifteen, she acted as if the anorexia problem never happened. She never rejoined any of her sports, became addicted to shopping, and spends all her time with the other plastics. She has a boyfriend, and he just happens to be Tessa’s older brother will, who is a senior. Shortly after calliegh came back from rehab she started sneaking out at night to meet a secret someone. She says it’s an old friend from rehab, but really it’s her drug dealer. When she came back from rehab, something was different about calliegh... But no one has figured out just what yet. calliegh has also has issues with the latest plastic, lissy. She’s been planning the day she can take her down. No one knows why she dislikes lissy so much. Is it because she's Tessa’s new bff? Or is it because calliegh recognizes lissy from the past, and not in a good way.
- Sorry, I don’t have a top 3. I’m not really into any other character I only want her, so if I don’t get the part, maybe I’ll try for someone else later.
 
STORY
 
“How much can I get with 500?” I asked him really low. The girls would think something weird was going on if I was talking on the phone inside the bathroom. “Nice. Meet me at 9” and I hung up. I walked out the bathroom and sat on Regan’s bed.
“So, what about this girl…” Regan asked, pointing to one of the pictures in the burn book with a skinny brunette on it.
“Too skinny” Aidriana said.
“I don’t like her hair” Tessa said.
“There’s nothing special about her” I said.
“I think she dressed too much like a sl.ut! Too... Desperate!” the new girl said, I just rolled my eyes.
“I like that” Regan said and wrote DESPERATE S.LUT over her picture. “Perfect!” she finally added. Agh, does she have to be always perfect? Or at least act! Well, not for too long, her façade will go down in the perfect moment. I smiled to myself and check on the clock, it was time for me to leave.
“Girls, I need to go!” I said and stood up, they all turned to look at me with a strange look.
“It’s not that late!” Tessa said.
“Yeah, I know... It’s just I need to go somewhere...” I said.
“Where?” Lissy said and smiled angelically. That little bi.tch! It took me off guard. I had to think about something fast.
“I need to go buy something for... Will!” I said in a calm tone so they wouldn’t notice.
“Ugh... I still can’t get used to the idea of you dating my brother is a weird image” Tess said jokingly. I took the change of subject as a chance to pick up my stuff and say goodbye to them. I got outside Regan’s mansion and get on my black Hummer, the tinted windows were perfect, and drove downtown. I was supposed to meet him at Snookers, I didn’t like to walk in there by myself, but I would suck it up, I was in need today.
I parked a few blocks from the bar, and walked to the place, trying to cover my face with my YSL scarf, I looked around before letting myself in and took a deep breath. I walked directly to an open space in the bar and ordered for a beer, the bartender stared at me, I showed him my fake id and after a minute he brought me a Budweiser. I took a sip and looked around searching for him. Some guys tried to come to me, but my disgusted face must have scared them, I didn’t care I had more important things to do. I waited for another 5 minutes there and finished my beer, I paid and walked to the bathroom, he would be waiting me there. I saw him leaning in the wall, he made a gesture with his head and I walked towards him, I took the money from the pocket in my jeans and placed it in his hand, he took a little plastic bag from the pocket of his black hoodie, he put it in my hand and walked away. I walked inside the bathroom and locked myself in. I placed my Chanel bag over the toilette, took my mirror and prepared a line of my new white powder; I rolled a Benjamin and inhaled the whole line. I felt it hit me then… I felt better. I put all my stuff inside my purse and walked out. I stormed out the place and get in my car again. Sometimes I thought about how amazing I felt after I consumed any kind of drug, but this was just for fun, I mean, I could quit on them if I wanted, I wasn’t like an addict or something, or.. am I?

I wouldn’t perform in tonight’s show; I wanted to have normal holidays, no rehearsals and no presentations for this one time. I had been traveling around Europe this past weeks and I loved it, I spent time with my friends and Tom and everything was going amazing.
 
The show started and Tom held my hand, like he knew what I felt. I felt anxious somehow, like I wanted to e there instead of be seating here. I turned to look at him and he smiled, aw, I’m so in love. I smiled back and leaned my head on his shoulder.
 
LPP was gathered in a preferential box, as always and everything was quiet, so everyone here could hear Bells and Jason’s whisperings, it was a little distracting and it was starting to get louder. I tried to ignore then, I thought of it even more disrespectful to pay attention to their argument.
 
“Jean!” Jason said. And out of nowhere he just punched Jean in the face, he was seating next to one of the girls and we were all shocked about that. “You!” he shouted again. And that’s when everyone stood up and Sam and some other guy, that were the closest to them, joined and stopped him. I looked around looking for Bella, she was with Walls, and she was trying to console her. I looked again to the new girl, Marisa, I think. She was crying, standing next to Jean, poor thing, she must feel terrible. Walls took Bella outside and all of us tried to remain in our seats.
“What a sl.ut!” someone said, I couldn’t see who it was, but I hope Bella haven’t heard that.
I knew about Jean and Bella a long time ago, but what would have caused Jason to hit him, I mean, Bella couldn’t do such things, right?
 
Tom took his seat again, and placed his hand on my thigh, I took it and held it in both mine. Marisa and Jean left and Sam went back to Luxe’s side, Greg took Jason outside, and there were whispers around, we all felt unease now, we couldn’t focus on the play.
 
After the show was over, we all left in silence. Tom drove me home and walked me to my apartment. I walked to my bedroom and he followed me, he stopped by the door. I sat on my bed and took off my shoes. I turned to see him; he was just staring at me.
“why don’t you just stay for the night?” after the commotion tonight all I wanted was him, like if that had made me think on something like that would happen to us. usually I had my doubts about that subject, I mean I was just a little girl for him, some remarks like “tom’s doing teens now” from Harry’s mouth a few months ago or some other like that, always made me feel insecure. I shook those thoughts of my head and let my coat drop down my shoulders and looked up to him, innocently. He smiled.

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