Madison was watching Leo out of the corner of her eye. He looked like he was thinking about something really hard. Oh well.

Madison rolled her eyes. "Actually, I was thinking of getting mom to send over a limo. My mom is staying in Long Island for the week and she has a couple limos that we can use." she replied, checking her nails. "And we can go to the Rockfeller Mall. Lindsay said she wanted to go shopping soon, and she can fly in." She said, noticing a chipped part in her nail. Ugh, she was going to have to go for a manicure.

Now to get Madison on her own. That should be easy enough, no? Leonardo scratched the top of his head gently, ceasing then merely running his hand through his hair a few times while he thought. He'd get her alone. Perhaps tonight? Maybe. It would all depend on if she was going to hang out with her girls. Then he'd be on his own to try and think of a way to get her alone. He sighed and shifted gently on the bed. What a weird day.

ooc: wow, sorry I haven't been keeping track of this RPG. Arabelle was out in the hall talking to her friend on the phone.

Arabelle walked in the door gracefully, flipping her cell phone shut. "Sorry. Jessica was having a serious fashion problem." She told them, with an eye-roll. "What'd I miss?" She asked, hating the feeling of being left out of a plan.

Madison was watching Noelle carefully , as if she was going to hunt her and eat her. She was giving her a look that clearly screamed, Like, totally. You should be totally thankful that I'm being nice.

"Oh, the usual. Prettifying a new girl, trying to see which shade of pink would be better for blush." Madison replied sarcastically. "Jesus. Jessica and fashion emergencies are always meeting for tea. She really needs to get an actual wardrobe consultant." Madison said, waving her hand, rolling her eyes.

Not even noticing that Arabelle walked in, Leonardo was still in a trance as he layed on Madison's bed. Whoah, he was laying on Madison's bed. Would that cause some gossip? Ah, who cares? There was so much gossip in their school already. Instead, the young man sat up quietly and scooted back so he was now leaning on the many pillows occupying her bed, while placing both hands behind his head.

Arabelle gave a taunting laugh, "I know, it's so exhausting talking to her. I feel like I'm explaining something to a clueless five year old." She rolled her eyes at her pathetic friend. "So, where are we going?" She asked impatiently.

Madison rolled her eyes. "Rockfeller Center. I can call over the limos and Perez will be thrilled to bits to see me again." she replied sarcastically, shrugging lightly. "And we might go around New York City. They have a new Coach store opening and I want to be seen there." Madison added, nodding lightly. She was, in fact, watching Leo carefully. He was still on her bed. She would never wash that duvet again. Ever.

Madison looked up from her thoughts and realized Leonardo was leaving. Sigh... She'd have to go find him later. "You might see us later than that, actually. I was thinking of going to Butter..." Madison sank back into thought, wondering what she should wear for the club... If she was even going to the club at all.

"We should probably leave at around 4. I don't care about the curfew, so we can stay out pretty late, I guess. Oh, and about Butter, I have VIP passes for everyone. And an extra." Madison hinted, a little louder than she normally would have spoken. It was sort of obvious what she meant - COME WITH US PLEASE LEO. OMG.

Madison gasped, clearly embarassed (she didn't blush this time though). "Arabelle!" She squeaked, annoyed at her a little. Hello? Anything about subtlety here? I think not.

Madison's tone changed immediately. "Sure. I mean, my sister will be there so don't expect the time to be... Normal." Madison said loftily, checking her nails. They needed to be re-done. Argh.

Madison rolled her eyes. "Well duh." Madison said, pointing her perfect nails to the door. "We'll come out when we're ready." She added as an afterthought, already studying Noelle carefully. This girl was going to go through a makeover whether she liked it or not.
Noelle looked annoyed. "What, is a little clubbing too much? Besides, Butter isn't even a dance club. Butter, in fact, is a high-end club designed specifically for drinking and hangouts. There is a dancing area but only the working class wannabes hang out there." Madison explained slowly, looking a little annoyed herself. "Besides, we'll be in the VIP room and Lindsay will be there... And she said she'd bring a few friends too." Madison said, with a glint of some sort of manic-ness in her eyes.

Madison eyed Leo quickly, a head-to-toe and nodded. "No offense, but yeah." To this extent, she had no idea what would suit him. Leo was good looking in just about anything... But city clothes? It was unlikely seeing him in a hoodie. The thought of seeing him in one made Madison snicker quietly to herself, before returning to Leo. "Now, shoo. We need to change. Don't expect us for the next hour or so." Madison said, waving her hand at him.

Leo chuckled and walked out into the hallway, shutting the girls door with a snap. What the hell was he going to wear? The young man moved quickly into his dorm and collapsed on his bed. He then gathered himself up and got dressed with the most modern thing he could find in his closet. What a challenge.

He ended up wearing a long-sleeved gray shirt with a black blazer and black pants. Sounded good, right? Wrong. Leo hated it. He was a more formal type. He was partial to his skin tight sweaters, but he knew Madison wouldn't deem it appropriate for this sort of event.

After an hour or so, Leonardo thought it was just about time for the girls to be ready. I look ridiculous, he thought as he walked back to their room. Knocking three times, he leaned against the door frame and waited. Oi Leo...