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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Mon Jul 28, 2008 3:12 pm

I know!

They should have more flesh . . . too skinny . . . Suspect and NO, Notorious P won't do that, but they'll be meeting again for the first time in weeks so they're not gonna start getting frisky straight away . . . Rolling Eyes

Jeez, man! LOL!!!!

Liline SO looks like an atist in thoe clothes . . . and Zora looks like a biker . . . LOL . . .

Becca and Megan look like they're going to the beach . . . Shocked

And Shalia looks . . . random . . .

LOL Razz

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Mon Jul 28, 2008 11:57 pm

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I know!

They should have more flesh . . . too skinny . . . Suspect and NO, Notorious P won't do that, but they'll be meeting again for the first time in weeks so they're not gonna start getting frisky straight away . . . Rolling Eyes

Jeez, man! LOL!!!!

Liline SO looks like an atist in thoe clothes . . . and Zora looks like a biker . . . LOL . . .

Becca and Megan look like they're going to the beach . . . Shocked

And Shalia looks . . . random . . .

LOL Razz

I meant they should REVEAL more flesh, lol...even though I was joking...and I was joking about the hair band thing too...*gasp* you said 'straight away'...so, maybe later? Lol j/k...

Liline does, Zora does, Shalia does...

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Tue Jul 29, 2008 8:04 pm

I might update today . . .

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Tue Jul 29, 2008 8:56 pm

YAYYYY!!!

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Tue Jul 29, 2008 11:01 pm

As you can see, i could not update today . . .but I will post this;



The girls are hanging out, wearing the same outfit, different colour . . .

Heheheheheh . . .

And I got Zora a leopard skin version . . .like her boyfriend . . . .!!!!!!

Why do I find it so hilarious?!



Megan can see you . . . oh yes she can . . .

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Wed Jul 30, 2008 9:22 pm

LOL...these are cool pics! You are amazing!Zora is just being a B*tch...LOL
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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Wed Jul 30, 2008 9:39 pm

Thanks, Abi!
Oh yeah, left to right; Zora, Megan, Becca, Shalia. Liline isn't there.

Okay, next installment of MANSION$ . . .



CHAPTER 8
$. Brother vs Brother .$

(A.N. I wanted this chapter alone to be about the convention, and I didn’t want it to go into another chapter, so this one is quite long . . .)


Cool “Yo yo, this is 100.3 The Beat, and we got Russell Miller in the studio, how’s it goin’ man?”

“Yeah man, it’s goin’ good, thanks.”

Cool “So, tell us what’s up. We heard you good friends wid BJB, I mean, what’s that like?”

“Interesting. You always know what goin’ on before everybody else, which can have it’s advantages. I mean, BJB heard about the convention, but I can confirm that he’s ain’t the surprise performer.”

Cool “He ain’t? So dat leaves Dizzy B, K-Fizzle and C-Nelly. Man, didn’t see dat coming. Thought he might be givin’ us a taster of what to expect in his concert – how’s that goin’?”

“Pretty damn good!” (laughter) “Yeah, it’s pretty sick, I have to admit. Everything’s going to plan, and the Cross’s came over the other day to sort out backdrops and costumes. Yeah it’s, uh . . . it’s good.”

Cool “Oh, the Cross’s! As in Lauren and Becca Cross? That must’ve been good. Yeah peeps, this is 100.3 The Beat, bringin’ the beat back - right here, right now. Next up – Rihanna with Take A Bow - Enjoy.”

-----


Guess where I am?

That’s right – at the convention. Been here for a while.

Lauren’s socialising, as usual, and as she made her way from group to group, they welcomed her cheerfully. I was with her, and they welcomed me too, but I’m just looking out for Patrick . . .

We went backstage, and met the relatives of the performers, some people we knew, others we didn’t.

I haven’t seen Uncle James, Auntie Lucy, or my cousins yet, neither have I seen my friends. I bet they’re checking the stalls, enjoying the music and chatting up boys.

I’m waiting for one boy in particular . . . Patrick of course. Razz I’ve seen a few famous people, but I haven’t talked to them . . .

And then, as I wondered about backstage, I stumbled across Notorious P’s dressing room! Some guys were coming out of it. I crept closer and eavesdropped . . .

“ . . . some guy had it! I know! F*ckin' cheek! But I took it from him, and put it on Notorious P’s table, because I don’t know where he is . . . I swear, someone’s trying to f*ck up P’s performance!”

My eyes widened in surprise. What’s going on? Is Patrick okay?

“See, the door’s even unlocked. He’s got all his stuff locked up but still . . . I don’t have the key. I don’t know who does.”

“Poor dude . . .” said the other guy at last, and the walked off down the corridor as I slipped into the unlocked dressing room.

Immediately, I spotted the headset on the table, and I guess he’s supposed to perform with that. If he doesn’t have it, they’ll have to delay the performance to find another one . . .

Beside the headset was Patrick’s cap, which he used to wear all the time, and another mechanical device – I grabbed all three and called Lauren.

“Mom? When does Patrick go onstage?” I babbled. In a few minutes, was the answer . . . sh*t. I have to find him – now.

Rushing out of the dressing room, I started looking for him. Asking around, I found that he goes on stage left, so I rushed to that side of the stage, and finally – I found him.

And he looked pretty weirded out. Sand pissed. All these people were rushing around, telling him about something gone wrong (probably the headset) and he was shaking his head irritatedly.

Approaching him from behind, I lightly touched his arm and said softly, “Patrick?” He looked up to see me, and our eyes locked together.

Even with all the commotion and racket around us, the amount of sparks that shot between us from sight alone was unbelievable. I felt like passing out.

It like how I usually feel when Bryan grins, but the fact that Patrick doesn’t have to do anything to get me in a state is freaky, Oh – my – God.

The people who were complaining and talking urgently to Patrick realised he was longer listening and fell silent, watching us.

“Hey stranger . . .” he whispered, slowly smiling.

“Hey . . .” I said, just as quietly. Eyes watched us still. “Um . . .” I cleared my throat and it broke the tension, murmured stared up again. But Patrick was still looking at me.

“I thought that . . . you know, you might need these.” I held up the cap, the headset and the other device.

“Hey, you found it!” someone yelped, and there was like, five sighs of relief. “Oh my god, you’re a life saver!”

Patrick’s eyes widened and he exclaimed, “Where did you find these?”

“In your dressing room. Which was unlocked, by the way.” More murmured.

Patrick cursed and rolled his eyes. “Someone’s trying to screw me up, seriously. I’ve never had a more hectic morning.” he smiled. “Thanks Becca.”

“No prob!” I said cheerfully, but I couldn’t get that newspaper article out of my head.

‘There have been rumours that there will be a surprise performance from another former B5 member’ . . . ‘Someone’s trying to screw me up, seriously’ . . .could it be . . . one of his brothers?

“Hey,” I clear m throat. “Um, there’s a screen in your dressing room, showing whoever’s on the stage, right? Do you want me to watch yor stuff? That way I can watch you performance too.” I grinned, Bryan-style.

“Thanks, I’d appreciate it.” Patrick smiled. “The key’s probably been flushed down the toilet or eaten by a dog by now or somethin’.” he said sarcastically, and I squeezed his arm gently to comfort him.

“Has your day been that bad?” I giggled Megan-style. What is it with me and imitating people just to get in Patrick’s good books?

Patrick laughed and murmured, “Jeez, I don’t even know how to say it . . .”

“Notorious P? The last act before you is almost finished. We have to get you ready to go onstage . . .”

Patrick rolled his eyes. “I guess I’ll have to tell you afterwards . . .”

“Okay.” I smiled, and gave him a quick hug, before leaving to go back to the dressing room . . . I couldn’t help but glance back; he was still looking at me! He grinned, and I grinned back before I rounded the corner.

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“Hello?”

“Oh my God, Becca, did you just see Patrick perform?!” shrieked Shalia’s excited voice, and in the background there were yells of the crowd and Zora saying, ‘That performance . . . was hot!

“Yeah, I saw it . . .” I grinned, then told her what happened when I met Patrick as I lounged in the chair in his dressing room.

“Really? So he’s finished performing – he’ll go to his dressing room to find you waiting there, alone. Oooooh! What a welcome!”

“Shut up, you.”

“What?! It’s a make-out session waiting to happen!” she laughed, and I heard Zora say urgently and excitedly, ‘Who? When? What happened?’ and Megan said, ‘Becca’s gonna make-out with Patrick?!’

“No, she ain’t.” Shalia told her, then I heard her say, ‘Guys, I’m gonna go somewhere quieter kay?’ after a few idle seconds, she said to me, “Hey . . .what did Zora talk to you about earlier?”

I hesitated, but Zora didn’t exactly say to keep it a secret, did she? And unlike Zora, I trust all of my best friends equally. So I told her.

Shalia was quiet for so long, I thought she’d hung up on me, but then I heard the loud surroundings in the background. She said hesitantly,

“Personally . . . I think, well, it sounds like she was genuinely being nice. But I’d still say to careful Becca, I mean . . .” she gave a nervous laugh.

“She couldn’t just said that to get you on her side . . . she can be sly like that . . . okay, think of it like this. Say, for whatever reason, the plan screws up, and everyone’s pointing fingers at Zora. Who’s she gonna blame it on? Herself, or the person taking action; you?”

Oh Sh*t. Didn’t think of that. I looked at the floor in realization, and then remembered Shalia was waiting for an answer.

“Me, but . . . I get it, Shalia, I do, but I don’t think she’d just . . . leave me hanging . . . she’s not that bad, is she?” I said, and Shalia snorted.

“If only you knew . . . anyway, they’re coming back over so I’m gonna go. I’ll tell the girls what you said you’re gonna do to Patrick when he gets back . . .” she said slyly but loudly, so that the others could hear, I bet.

“Shalia! You’re sick, you know that?!” I shrieked, and Shalia cackled and hung up on me.

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“You were amazing!” I squealed, excitement pouring through me as I almost knocked Patrick down with a huge hug.

“Woah . . .” I heard him say in surprise, and he put his arms around me to hug me back. He gives nice hugs . . . they make you feel warm and safe . . .

I shook myself out of my daydream and cleared my throat, pulling away. “That was a pretty good end to what you said was a bad day, huh?” I grinned.

Patrick smiled. He was about to speak, but no sound came out as he just gazed at me, a little dazed. I slowly waved a hand in front of his face and then it was his turn to snap out of his daydream.

We started cracking up at the randomness of it. “Sorry,” he said apologetically, as I kept laughing. “So much has happened today . . . I guess I’m just not used to this kid of welcome . . .” he grinned at me, a little embarrassed.

“You would be if you invited me to more of your performances! You’re even better than I remember!”

That cute little embarrassed grin again. “And you’re even pr - I mean, you’re pretty different to how I remember . . .”

I could have sworn he was about to say ‘prettier’. Oh my God. Were my ears playing tricks on me? Was I delirious for a split second?

“Yeah, I should’ve got back in touch ages ago. I’m . . . really sorry Becca.”

“S’okay!” I said cheerfully. “Sending me tickets for this show might just cut it for you.” I grinned, but Patrick looked confused. “The VIP tickets? For me and my Mom?”

“I didn’t send you tickets . . . or if I did, I don’t remember . . .” Patrick sighed. “I don’t think I did, but I should have. I’m a mess right now . . .”

Then I was confused. I really thought he’d sent me . . . ! “But then . . . if you didn’t . . . who . . . ?”

I left my question half-finished, because Patrick’s attention was firmly fixed on whatever was on the screen over my right shoulder. And the look of shock and hate was what distracted me.

I swiveled round. You know the surprise performance that the newspapers were waffling about? Well, I could only put a hand on Patrick’s shoulder comfortingly as we watched his younger brother . . .

. . . yes, as we watched C-Nelly (A.N. You guys guessed it in the end!) walk across the stage with conviction, the audience supporting him wildly, and his mellow voice filling the stadium.

He was just as good as Patrick! It seemed they had similar strengths and weaknesses when it came to singing . . .

Suddenly, the shoulder that my hand was on disappeared, and I turned around to see Patrick leaving the room, so I hurriedly followed.

I didn’t know where he was going, but I had to make sure he didn’t do anything foolish . . .



What's Patrick gonna do? Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh . .. tense . . .

Something extra for you;

FLASHBACK:



I like to cook. I do. and I'm good at it!

I mean, I don't burn pancakes . . .



Yum . . .

and Ive done other stuff on my own before, like macaroni cheese, roast chicken, salmon . . .




. . . Lobster Thermidor (oh God, it's disgusting) . . .





. . . and other stuff.

It's cause Mom used to work late when she was designing and modelling stuff and my Dad . . . well, I don't like to talk about that, but the point is I do used do stuff on my own . . .

Mom hates leaving me alone though. That's why she does freelance work with B5 . . .

Becca Cross x x x


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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Wed Jul 30, 2008 11:34 pm

Yup...I ALWAYS enjoy your updates...I wonder what's gonna happen next...And didn't she and Patrick seem to just...click? Oh lawd, he's already hooked...dayum, lol...BUMPZZZ!

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Thu Jul 31, 2008 1:09 am

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Yup...I ALWAYS enjoy your updates...I wonder what's gonna happen next...And didn't she and Patrick seem to just...click? Oh lawd, he's already hooked...dayum, lol...BUMPZZZ!

Who doesn't enjoy them..? They're all so great..! I just LOVED this chapter, along with all the others. Very Happy

Aww I think Patrick and Becca were meant to be..! They're so sweet together..! In fact in this chapter I almost forgot that this is BECCA and not JO..! lol

Awww if they don't get together in the end then poor Patty Cake. Sad That would be so sad on him. In fact Zora's plan is so mean..! Tryna break every single B5 Members heart..! Doesn't she realize that they're in enough pain..? Espescially Bry Bry..!

YAY..! I just knew that it would be Carnell..! Ooo Carnell and Patty Cake are alike..! That's...strange considering they're brothers..! loool

I wonder what Patty Cakes gonna do..! Hope he doesn't harm my baby Carnell or ruin his performance...
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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Thu Jul 31, 2008 5:49 pm

Awwwwwwwww . . . . . .

Thanks for your review, Sim sim!

Yeah, you touched on a lot of things, there.

I (obviously) can't tell you who she ends up with at the end, but I have thought that if (THEORETICALLY) it was Partrick, that would be SO SWEET..........!!!!!!!!!

Star * * *

P.S. I want pancakes . . .

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Thu Jul 31, 2008 9:22 pm

Lol...Patty Cake is just too sweet...ha ha, you thought it was me...same here...actually, no, not really, lol...

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:20 pm

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Sat Aug 02, 2008 10:54 pm

Will do . . .

When I can . . .

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Fri Aug 08, 2008 11:01 pm

Next installment of MANSION$ . . .



CHAPTER 9
$. Why don't you join me? .$


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Wednesday 4th, 15:48; Music Convention


The Spotlight issue a new newspaper everyday, but our updates on this site are more frequent, as we don’t have to wait till the next day if we find out new info in the middle of the day.

Following the Wednesday 4th issue of The Spotlight realised this morning, we can now give an update on the Convention at the Stadium.

Notorious P gave an amazing performance today, and straight after, bringing the show to an amazing close was none other than his brother, x-xxxxx.

Hahaha, did you actually think we’d tell you? You’ll have to wait about ten minutes!
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When Patrick realized I was following him, he hesitated for a second, as if choosing if he wanted me to come with him or not, before grabbing my hand, deciding that he did.

We ended up at the VIP Balcony, where you got the best view of the stage. It was on the first floor, and this was where everyone who has VIP passes, were crowded. No one could believe Carnell was actually . . . here!

“P, what are you going to do?” I said nervously, but he didn’t answer – not because he was ignoring me, but he was too caught up in hateful thought about his brother.

We couldn’t even get to the front of the balcony . . . but Patrick wasn’t really trying to get there . . .Carnell would be able to see him perfectly.

“Patrick, wait!” I cried, keeping my voice as low as possible, but most of the people on the balcony heard, and quickly parted a clear path to the front of the balcony like he was the President or something, watching Patrick’s every action.

Still holding my hand, we walked slowly to the front, and the crowd re-gathered behind us. From here, the audience looked huge . . . there must be hundreds of people here!

And it was only when a group of girls in the audience screamed “Patrick!” that the rest of the audience realized he was there, and went wild at the sight of two Breeding brothers at once.

Carnell looked up to see us, and it didn’t put him off for one second, and kept singing. He raised his eyebrows mischievously at Patrick, sand winked at me, before looking at the audience again.

“Let’s get outta here.” Patrick said, his face set, and once again, the crowd parted so we could leave, but as soon as we were out of the crowd a woman rushed up to us.

“Miss Cross, there you are!” she babbled loudly, “You need to come downstairs right away! C-Nelly’s entourage/assistants have been looking for you everywhere!”

“Oh really?” I said slowly, exchanging confused looks with Patrick, and she went on loudly, drawing attention,

“As you and your mother are going to C-Nelly’s mansion straight after his performance, as it’s the last one, it would be best to wait by the stage doors.”

“I’m going where after the show?” I said blankly, and looked at Patrick, bewildered, but he was frowning at me. Maybe he doubted why I was here.

“Oh my God – did Carnell send me the VIP tickets?” I gasped, and the most of the people on the balcony were fully looking and listening now. The woman laughed, waving a hand.

“Of course! As a present. Plus you’d get the best view of his performance, and you’d already be backstage for when he’s finished his piece.”

“Oh, I . . . okay, I’ll be right down but . . . I sorta have something I need to do first . . .” I mumbled, and Patrick gave my hand a small squeeze of encouragement.

She frowned, shoving the blonde hair over her shoulder, and giving Patrick a look that seemed pretty dirty to me. Watch when she gets slapped - by me.

“Becca, stop this craziness, we don’t have time for it. Come on, no silliness. I have to take you -”

“Look, I’ll take her down, afterwards, okay?” Patrick slid a hand around my waist and pulled me slightly closer to him.

“After what?” the woman snapped. “The performance? That’s when she’s leaving! Unless you want your mother and Carnell to leave without you!” she shot at me.

“He won’t if she means anything to him.” Patrick snorted. “If Becca is less important than anything else he has to do, she can stay with me.”

He looked at me and smiled, but I couldn’t meet his gaze. I could feel the gaze of the crowd on the balcony on me as well. What this woman had said had really struck home and I felt kinda bad, but I decided she wouldn’t get me down.

“I’ll be down in five minutes.” I told her firmly, and she opened her mouth to speak, but I said sharply, “Stop giving me orders! You’ve said what you need to say, now stop telling me what to do!”

At this, the woman looked livid but Patrick wasn’t bothered with her anymore. People started jeering, (they don’t like people who are rude to famous people like Patrick) making her madder.

I was struggling to keep my temper in check. I was good at staying calm now . . . and it was really important . . . to my Mom and me . . .

Pulling me by the hand again, we left the balcony, with the people on the balcony cheering and shouting, but that was soon drowned out by the rest of the audience on the ground floor roaring to signal that C-Nelly performance had finished.

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When we were in one the quieter corridors of backstage, Patrick randomly started laughing. He was thinking about what happened on the balcony.

“Stop it. It’s not funny.” I said miserably, still feeling bad; what if she tells Carnell that I - like, chose Patrick over him or something? Because it’s not like that!

Patrick tickled me, and that was what made me start laughing. I guess it was pretty funny . . . and the woman’s face! Haha! Okay, that was funny. Actually it was pretty sweet . . . almost revenge . . .

When I’d calmed down, I realised that he was looking at me, a small smile on his face. I gave him a look that said, ‘What?’ Instead of being sly he came straight out with it;

“I don’t want you to go with Carnell. I told her I’d take you down in a minute to buy me some time – time to change your mind.”

I laughed and looked away, hardly able to believe it (he’s so sweet!), but Patrick held both of my hands firmly to make me face him. “What, just ditch him and run off with you?”

“Something like that, yeah.” he grinned. His grin was special in its own way as well as Bryan’s. It had a cute little thing about it . . . but Dustin’s was pretty – what’s up with me?!

“Well, why not, anyway? I haven’t seen you in ages. We have a lot to catch up on.” Patrick urged, with another cute little grin – the boy’s cute, full stop.

“That’s true,” I admitted, gently pulling at the blue halter top I was wearing, then I gave a grin of my own; “And you can give me a tour of your mansion – rumour has it you have a pool . . . and a hot tub . . .”

As we laughed, I suddenly remembered to do Megan’s giggle instead of my own, so I did, making my laugh more high-pitched than usual, more Megan-like.

“Exactly my point. Why don’t you join me? Everyone has fun at my house.” Small wink from him, and before I could stop myself, I flashed a saucy grin back.

“Fun, huh? Were you talking about your house in general or just the hot tub?” I grinned, making him laugh again (I love his laugh) and turned around to see my mother rushing up to me.

“Oh my God, Becca, there you are!” she pressed, grabbing my arm and pulling me downstairs with her. “Wait . . .!” I said, looking back, but I couldn’t even see Patrick anymore.

“Oh Becca, it was Carnell who got us the tickets as a present, we’ve been invited to his mansion! A woman just said you were supposed to be downstairs ages ago, I found out . . . quick . . .”

That woman again. I could tell she was gonna start to piss me off . . . so when we got downstairs, we had to get past the paparazzi, news reporters, fans of C-Nelly . . .

And when we were past them, we’d reached his limo, but . . . I just wanted to see Patrick again for a teensy bit before I went . . .I looked up to the VIP balcony, and there he was, looking at me.

I slowly started to grin, and he did the same thing as I was pulled into the limo and the door slammed shut.



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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Sat Aug 09, 2008 11:39 pm

Ooooh.....Wow...sooo lucky...nuff said...awwww, it's cute how he wanted her to stay...and speking of his laugh, I posted a video in the vid section...check it out- it's called 'Patrick's laugh', lol...Oooh...C-Nelly's mansion...BUMPZZZ!!!

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Sat Aug 09, 2008 11:45 pm

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Sun Aug 10, 2008 8:40 pm

Thanx a bunch, bum-chums



The front of Carnell's house. It's not finished yet . . .


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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Sun Aug 10, 2008 10:17 pm

Awww that chapter was so sweet..! Awww Becca and Patrick are so cute together..! Personally if that was me, I'd pick Carnell...but now I'm not so sure...loool...hmmm Patrick or Carnell..? Har decision.

That woman is so annoying..! The way the door slammed shut was so rude when they were having their little moment..!

I just loved this chapter so much..!

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Sun Aug 10, 2008 11:28 pm

Hahaha, LOL, yeah . . . don't worry.

Becca will have her moment with Carnell soon enough . . .

Now, she has Dustin, Bryan, Patrick and Carnell to think about . . .

Dun, dun, DUUUUUN!

How will Becca manage to win the all over?

Stay tuned for the next installment of Mansions - on computers everywhere from sometime this week . . . !

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Mon Aug 11, 2008 12:20 am

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!! Wooh! I'm hooked like some other story on the B5 forum...I sat there for an hour reading...lol..I'd sit and read THIS for TWO hours...and you know it...lol Cool

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Tue Aug 12, 2008 9:21 pm

Hooked...

Addicted...

Sounds like a drama on the tv where you have to wait for the next episode...

This is really addictive like... CHOCOLATE..! lol

Actually, MORE addictive than chocolate...and I LOVE my chocolate...

And nooooooooooooooooooooooooo I don't want Becca to have her moment with Carnell Shocked

Carnell Shocked ...

Mine Shocked ...

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Tue Aug 12, 2008 10:27 pm

i was gonna post today, but I'll do it 2moz.

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Really? I thought it was someone in the bathtub...lol...I know...Very Happy

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Tue Aug 12, 2008 10:50 pm

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PostSubject: Re: $.MANSIONS.$   Wed Aug 13, 2008 10:02 pm

Next installment of MANSION$ . . .



CHAPTER 10
$. $parks fly – the harmful kind .$


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Wednesday 4th, 16:01; Success ... ?


Music lovers got a double dose of B5 music today, when two brothers from the same group turned up to perform, and practically shared the same stage!

The brothers saw each other, but never exchanged a word. A reporter managed to catch C-Nelly just before he performed, and he said uninterestedly, “I’m pretty disappointed; I thought Notorious P would do a lot better than he did.”

Notorious P accompanied Becca Cross during the convention, and they watched C-Nelly’s performance from the VIP Balcony. C-Nelly had allegedly invited the Cross family to his Morrocan/South Asian-style Mansion.

“I was supposed to escort Lauren Cross’s daughter to C-Nelly’s limo, but that went a bit pear-shaped when Notorious P refused to let me take her.” Leanne Riley says, C-Nelly’s personal assistant. “He was just asking for trouble.”
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Asking for trouble?! How dare she! Patrick is as adorable and as innocent as he looks, and when you re-meet an old friend, naturally you’ll wanna catch up . . .

I knew this woman was gonna piss me off. What right has this prissy Leanne got to make judgments?

Okay (breathes) lets back up, right up. Let’s go right back . . .

As soon as we got to Carnell’s Mansion, I thought ‘stylish’ . . . really unique. It was a South Asian, sort of Moroccan style, and the house was around the driveway, if that makes sense . . .

But not around the driveway like Bryan’s house is around his garden or there’d be no way to get to it Razz

So we went inside (‘Nice car . . .’ I thought as I passed) and Lauren turned to Carnell, hands on hips, and said tauntingly, “You wanna tell me what that was about?”

Carnell looked away sheepishly, on the verge of laughing, and Mom rolled her eyes and sighed. “You got a lot of explaining to do, young man!”

“What?” he said innocently, then broke into a mischievous laugh. “Aww, Lauren . . .”

“I’m serious, Nell. Why you wanna go screwin’ up your brother for?” Carnell tried to stop laughing, and flopped into the couch in the entrance hall, cracking up.

“I just wanted to see how he’d handle it if everything stared going wrong,” he spluttered. “Because he hardly ever does performances, and when he does, they’re perfect.”

He suddenly stopped laughing, and now I could sense bitterness. Mom did too, and said no more. I remember the article I read before, and Carnell and Kelly’s concert being on the same day . . .

“But Nell – the last concert you did was sick! Everyone was talking about it!”

“No, no this ain’t about me being better than him . . . not really . . .”

I sat down next to him, taking in the sight. Everywhere I looked, there was rich, honey-brown coloured walls and polished wood floors, or lush carpets. It felt so homely here.

“No, you’re right.” Lauren said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice, “This is about taking out the competition, you know, getting rid of opposition, anyone who gets in your way . . . even brothers . . .”

Lauren rolled her eyes and Carnell looked apologetically at her. “But putting that aside . . . you wanted to talk to me about something, yes?”

“Yeah, I need you to check some tracks for me. As you know, I’m makin’ my own music now . . . obviously . . .”

I noticed a piece of paper of the couch next to me, and glanced down at it. It’s a print out of the online Spotlight newspaper. Hey, I read that!

“. . . and I’m thinking of putting together an album . . . took me long enough though. The asshole who call themselves producers keep fuckin’ around and they’re pissing me off –”

I scanned the first few lines. Interesting . . . it was a review of the show! Pretty quick update, we only just got back . . .

“– but I’ve found someone decent now. I just need you to run over a few things – you know what I mean, you’ve done it before.”

“kay then. You coming, Bec? We’ll go to the office for this.” I suddenly realised Mom was talking to me and my head snapped up.

“Wha - ? Me? er – no, I don’t think . . .hey Carnell? Where’d’ya get this?” I said absent-mindedly, waving the paper.

He shrugged, grinned and then he left wit my Mom, taking like old friends. For some weirdo reason, she’s like a second mom to them . . . kinda . . . weird . . .

That’s when I went to the counter in the kitchen . . .I still can’t believe this . . . but anyway, I (probably rudely, but I didn’t realise at the time) helped myself to a cup of hot chocolate, and that’s when I read it.

And straight after, I sighed and laid it on the counter, slamming my cup down fiercely.

“Something wrong, Miss Cross?” came a voice I really did not want to hear. She was everywhere – the balcony, the online newspaper, now here. Why couldn’t she just f-

No. Temper, Becca. Temper. You knows Mom would be disappointed if . . .

Keeping my voice in check, I said coldly, “Nothing that would interest you, Riley.”

Her face hardened slightly, then became dangerously sweet. “Miss Riley is fine.” she said, straining politeness.

“Okay then.” I shrugged, sipping hot chocolate. “I’ll call you that if I remember, Leanne.”

“Miss Riley is fine, thank you, Becca.” she snapped. “And you’re going to remember it.” Jeez some people have little patience.

But then so did I . . . once. Temper, Becca . . . temper!

“If you expect me to call you Miss Riley, I expect you to call me Miss cross.”

I smirked at my own cleverness to think that up in two seconds. I may have more patience now, but now I’m witty too. Ha.

“I call you what I like, because I am your elder. Miss Riley is a form of respect.”

“So I respect you, but you don’t have to respect me? Just because you’re my elder? So you don’t have to listen to anything I say but I have to do whatever you tell me at the snap of your fingers?”

I was losing my temper and I could feel it. I could feel myself slipping. You don’t know how much I wanna squeeze that freaking head!

She slightly sensed this, and her eyes narrowed as she moved to stand right in front of me “I see what this is about. You’re annoyed about earlier. Didn’t want to leave his side, did you?”

“Don’t be ridicu-”

“No, you’re being ridiculous!” she hissed, jabbing a finger into my shoulder. “You’ve been invited here! You’re one of the few people Carnell invite to come over, obviously a mistake –“

I gasped and stood up, “-and you’re being complete disrespectful about it! If you want to run to Notorious P, go ahead. We won’t miss you – you don’t belong here. Don’t outstay your welcome.”

As she whipped around, my natural instinct made me reach out, and just as my fingers were just about to close around her locks, a word shot through my head that made me hesitate – TEMPER!

That second of hesitation let her walk out of my reach, and my fingers closed around air.

I couldn’t believe it! She’d insulted me and . . . I’m wondering if there was any truth in her words.

And as I thought more about it, I heard somebody outside the kitchen call Leanne a dirty word and stick up for me.

It was a male voice – but it wasn’t Carnell.



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