Another day has come (Ophelia)(Casual)

[JULIET CAPULET]

Juliet paced her room at her penthouse; the girl really did not want get out to face the day. She just stared out of the window of her room, the day was beautiful but here she was standing on silk camisole and boy-shorts not wanting to do anything. There were social commitments to be fulfilled but she just wanted to stay in her bed and not do anything but just sleep and watch TV. It was the stress of life that got to her at times, this was one of those times that the girl did not feel like she wanted to meet the day. All she could think about was just the tranquility of her room and her aromatic candles. That was one of the perks of being rich girl that you did not have to go out and work, she could just stay home and relax. But the problem was, if she did not show up to social activities that she had committed to that evening a lot of people might be upset with her. And Juliet was not one that likes to get people upset because they did not tell her, they quickly reported back to her parents and that usually ended with her getting yell at.

She sat at the edge of bed and just took a sip from her glass of water, Juliet did not wanted to go out of her room and the day could be better just spent in here in the tranquility of it. As she finished her glass of water, there was a slight knock on her, Juliet just spoke softly and dismissed whoever was at the door. If it was one of her friends, they knew how to get into her room even if the girl dismissed but most likely was her maid. And right now, the last thing that Juliet wanted to do was deal with Rosie, her personal maid. She stared at the screen of her I-Phone as she looked at her calendar; the day was filled with too many responsibilities for liking. Juliet just wished that she could be back in elementary school, where there was not a care in the world and she did not need to worry about so many social responsibilities. But right now life was different; she had social commitments of every kind that she had to fulfill because well she was a socialite that is how her life was most of the time.

Juliet just paced her room, she did not want do anything but just stay here. There were was too much pressure tonight especially; the girl was not ready for a red carpet event. She did not want face the scrutiny of the press nor the reporters present tonight, the girl wanted be just Juliet for the day. The girl dialed a number on her I-Phone of Ophelia but quickly hanged up; she could not meet friends in this state that she was in. Juliet sight as she lay in her bed and just relaxed, she hoped that the day could pass without her having to face it.

Juliet's nightime wear

[ophelia]

Ophelia Knowles had no classes that day. She just sat curled up on the windowseat at the bay window. Her sketchpad lay on her lap, her pencil sitting loosely between her fingers, waiting to be put to use. She was going to get a head start on her next class assignment but then she started staring out her window, looking for inspiration. Unfortunately, she had gotten distracted. Something made her think of Harry Chandler, her boyfriend. She loved that guy so much, too much according to her brother Levi but she didn't care. The joys of first love and all that.

Listening to the music coming out of her TV on the other side of the room, Ophelia smiles softly as she found and selected Michael Jackson's You Are Not Alone on YouTube via her Apple TV and it started playing. It was one of her favorites. He was very talented and she believed the world lost him too soon. His music and music videos sometimes even inspired outfits and color scemes for her. It didn't influence her outfit for the day, which was laid out on her bed, but it was inspiring a design in her head. She sat up straighter in her pajamas and set to work on the dreamy, flowly dress the song was inspiring her to design.

Stopping only to hit play again with her thin, silver remote, Ophelia worked quickly, as to not forget it. About five minutes later, she placed her pencil down and looked at her work. She was pleased with what she saw, that was sure. A faint smile played on her lips. The song had stopped playing a moment before then her ringtone started playing from over on her night stand. Her ringtone was an instrumental piece from the movie Titanic called Rose because it was just so pretty. No sooner had it started, it stopped. Brow furrowing, she put down her sketchpad and pencil and went over to check her iPhone. It was her friend Juliet Capulet...but why did she hang up? Was something wrong? She rather than calling her friend, she decided she'd go over and see what was wrong.

Some ten minutes later, Ophelia left her apartment clad in a cream dress with navy polka dots, tan high heeled boots with her navy tote over her shoulder. Every inch a fashion student. She hailed a taxi and told the driver where she needed to go. She arrived there quickly for New York because traffic was thin. She went up to the apartment of her friend and rang the bell. The maid, who she had seen on many occasions, let her right in and she headed right up to her friend's room. She knocked softly on the door. "Juliet?" she called, "It's Ophelia..." I hope everything's okay. she thought to herself as she waited for her friend to open the door.

((OOC: holy long post, Batman XD Ophelia's pajamas && Ophelia's outfit ))

[JULIET CAPULET]

Coming from a privilege background, Juliet had never seen the other side of the tracks as matter of fact; she had being prohibited to interact with kids that were not of her social standing. But as she got older, that rule did not apply as much since most of the time, she was living on her own. And she found the rule archaic and antiquated, it did not have place in modern society. Plus most of the guys in her social class were bunch of steroid, douche bag freaks that all they wanted to do was control their women. And Juliet was not one to be control at all; she did what she did no matter what was the opinion of the people. That is why a lot of guys were either afraid or intimidate by her because Juliet was fiercely independent and hated being told what to do, it was her rules or the highway.

Juliet was 20 but she acted if she was wise beyond her years which she was not. But she gave that aura confidence that carried her through any trouble, she might have. Juliet had been blessed with confidence and social grace, which were key points in her life and helped her a lot. Even though, they were same age, there were a lot of differences between her and her friends. Juliet was more independent, judgmental, assertive one and her friends were quieter. She had tendency to overreact and overanalyze everything, she did and said. Juliet wonders why sometimes, she was not like an adult to be analyzing her thoughts but she always did. She got always all the attention that she wanted and just felt like she was most important girl in the household. Even though, she had two other sisters, her parents always showered her with attention. It was like she was perfect child but she was not, Juliet knew that she had flaws and she knew it. Juliet knew that she was spoiled and very bratty, but she did not care it helped her get what she wanted.

Her world tend to border line the line of what was possible and not, but the girl knew with money everything was possible. She just wonders why she was lucky to be born in this type of world. It was not like she was special, Juliet just another normal girl that live in her world and just did her things. Sure, she was different with her parents being socialites but still, she considers herself a down home girl. At times, the girl did not do things that made her seem as normal as her friends but that was expected. Juliet just wanted live her life and not worries about what people thought about her and what she did.

She opened her eyes as she heard a knock on the door. Juliet walked up to the door sobbing, her make up was ruined as she looked at Ophelia. The girl gave her a hug and just continue sob,
"Ophelia!!!I don't want go anywhere.I got something to attend tonight."