Isabel Coates (all_hail_isabel) wrote in youknowyouluvus,
Isabel Coates

:: Isabel walked out of the printer's out into the busy New York streets. She thumbed through her birthday invitations, each labeled in fine calligraphy. Her picture was on each one, glossy and fabulous, just the way she planned it.

This party is going to be SO hot. And I'm going to be too.

:: Isabel walked by a group of St. Jude's boys, still in their uniforms. She eyed them up and down and sighed.

If only there was a hot guy to share it with.

:: Isabel continued to walk down the street, invitations in hand, hoping to bump into one of her Constance friends.
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