Becca's bunk Gaea

Becca walked in with Helen and opened her walk in, double room closet.

Helen followed Becca in, "Whoa." she exclaimed as Becca opened the closet doors.

"Yeah, yeah," she mumbled and started walking into the closet, "It's big, I built it myself."

Helen walked in and took a look at the clothes, they were her size. She wasn't very comfortable in fashion, usually she just wore a worn top with jeans. These were much nicer than hers. Helen's mother tried to take her shopping, but they usually just ended up making fun of those who were shopping. "Okay, what am i supposed to wear to this thing?" she asked, turning to look at Becca. Becca was obviously the fashion guru, or what ever their called. Helen had been ambushed by the Aphrodite kids before, and ended up walking out in 4 inch heels. She preferred her toms.

Helen nodded, she went into the closet and tried on the dress. It fit her well, although it felt a bit revealing. Helen never really wore dresses, only for when she went to the first showing of her mother's plays, or when her mother made her wear one and dance on stage. Long story short, Helen walked out of the closet, and gave Becca a little twirl. "What do you think?" she asked nervously, as she was hopeless when it came to fashion.

"You have a closet, just for your shoes?" Helen asked

Helen gave a little laugh and walked in, she was better with shoes, her mother loves shoes, and Helen learned how to wear them. Correction, Helen learned how to dance in them too, she can do the tango in heels. Thanks to her mom.
"What are you thinking? White or beige?" she asked "White gives it a cleaner and more flowery feel, whilst beige gives a warmer touch. Nothing too high though, I'm tall enough." she caught herself, she sounded so different when talking about fashion.

"Two and a half beige peep hole shoes, but they are wedges." Becca responded digging into her closet, "Like these." she dangled the shoes infront of her.
ooc-more rp?

Helen nodded, "Sounds good."

OOC: As in diff. characters?

ooc-yep
bic- Becca nodded in aproval, "now I'll find some make up."

OOC: Sure, I wanna use Gemma. Fair warning, she hates guys.

ooc-poo. I will use Carson, however.

OOC: Haha sounds good. Where to?

ooc-anywhere.

OOC: Arena? Probably the Wrestling mat, considering she is a black belt in karate.

ooc-I was thinking medows, Carson doesn't exactly fight.

OOC: Sure, then do you want to post first? I can have Gemma get lost.

ooc-fine by me

Helen sat in the make-up chair, fiddling with a strand of her long straight hair. She looked down onto what she was wearing, it was crazy, her in a dress and heels. She hasn't worn anything like that since she was subbing as a dancer in her mother's Broadway show. She was pretty good at dancing, even though she was a klutz.

"Oh." Helen did as she was told then came back out in her plain clothes.