Post by ALIANA DONAHUE on Nov 8, 2012 22:50:01 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 366x; height: 190px; padding: 10px; background-color: #dcdcdc; border: #1c161e 30px solid;] she's a beautiful disaster A warm breeze blew across the golden sands as the waves crashed down; washing away the footprints of those who walked too closely. The sun shone bright, glistening off the ripples of the salty water. Aliana had found her way to the beach on this glorious day, figuring a tan might do her some good, and maybe even a dip in the water if the mood had struck her the right way. She had picked her spot on the beach, not far from where the water met the sandy beach. Tossing out her hot pink towel, she then slowly took off her beach dress. A simple white bikini was all that hid her assets, and let me tell you, there was not too much material there. Running a hand through her blonde hair she sighed, before sprawling herself out on her towel that has cost her close to fifty dollars. Aliana probably had one of the most expensive tastes of anyone she had ever met, if her Father wasn't rich, she would have died. There would be no shopping at K mart, or anywhere like that, god, she hardly accepted American Eagle. She was just a snob like that, but she did sort of like AE, course, she just liked all their styles of clothes. She had always been big into Fashion, her mother was a good dresser. Even when she was going into work, she was wearing a pair of stilettos, a pencil skirt, matched with a white blouse, or something to that effect. Darack always used to say that her mother was a MILF, Mom I'd Like To Feel/Fuck. Maybe that was where Ali had gotten her expensive taste; either way, she had it, and it was not going anywhere. She would always be the girl with the nice stuff, she beautiful home, the gorgeous horses, the good looks, and the best of everything it was almost a written law about the Donahues, and it was not changing with Ali, why would anyone think so. She wasn't like most, and she was gifted. She got whatever her little heart desired, whenever her little heart desired it, and it wasn't going to change anytime soon. She had always been like that. She actually could not remember a time when she had been told no about something. Actually, that was a lie. Aliana distinctly remember wanted a hunter hack pony when she was ten and her Dad had told her no because it was too expensive. So she had pouted and cried, and stayed in her room for a few days. Then she had gone to the barn to see her other horses, and there sat a Thoroughbred gelding. She knew that her Father had paid more for that gelding then he would have for the pony, but she was not complaining, so in the end. Ali always got what she wanted, and really it was pointless to tell her no in the first place. It just had no benefits because all you did was piss her off, and that was one thing you really didn't want. Everyone knew that there was nothing worse than an angry Donahue. They had the tempers of mad hornets, and that was not going to be any different with Ali, and you were dumb to think it would be. Cross her, and trust me, you would not consider crossing her path again. Ali herself had been born and raised in Lexington. She loved her city, the attention she had gotten every day, the heiress of a major enterprise company had not been ignored. Walking into a store she had been swooned by the clerks, knowing that she spent obscene, maybe even considered crude amount of money per day. Who honestly cared though. She spent the money she was given, money was of no use to her if it didn't get her something. Everyone knew that about her. Though it sometimes surprised her how she never got bitchy about her money. She only ever seemed to get bitchy about little things. With guys, however, she always got along with them. She wasn't a girl who really got along with other girls, but she definitely got along well with guys. And no, not just speaking of sex, because she didn't give sex. Her personality. She was a girly girl, that was no joke, but she would sit through a football or baseball game and be able to hold a conversation about her teams. In New York, everyone was for the Yankees, more like the Skankees. Ali was a die-hard Red Sox fan just like her brother. They had set down on the couch, munching on munchies and cheesey poofs as they watched the Red Sox kick ass in games. Ali also could just as into a game as a guy could. This, guys seemed o find amazing about her. She wasn’t quite sure why, but guys seemed to enjoy the fact that she could sit down and appreciate a good game of ball. Though Ali was more about shopping than anything, and her “Daddy” had made sure his precious had had everything she wanted. And now, he still paid for her shit, some reason or other had brought him to believe spending as much money as possible on her was he only way to get to her heart. This was not true, Ali was warm and fuzzy on the inside, but she'd never show that to you. A seagull landed swiftly beside Ali, bringing her out of her daze of thoughts. She rolled onto her stomach, reaching behind her back and untying the strings that went across her mid back and held on her top. She was bored, it was evident, but in a way it was relaxing. She could hear the children laughing, the parents scolding them to not go out too deep, and the sound of the waves coming upon shore. Though, she couldn't deny the fact that she would not mind having some company, and most of the time she didn't go long with out, so no fear. She figured someone, anyone, may come along eventually. ALI as ALIANA words; 1025.status;complete notes;anyone? ELLE LIKE COOL of ESM |
