Planning, ATTN: fALLON

[Bree Marcus]

(OOC: i KNOW WE DIDN'T DISCUSS THIS SO JUST HAVE SOMEONE TAKE A MESSAGE IF THIS IS BAD TIMING. )

Bree was bored now that her brunch was over. Mew didn’t seem to want her company. Dating someone was not at all what she had thought it would be. She didn’t have the desire to mold him into the mold she had expected. If he didn’t like her that wasn’t his fault after all. She was getting used to that after all. She really didn’t want to be dumped by her boyfriend though. She knew there was more than just the geek everyone else saw, but that wouldn’t help her rep though once it happened. It was shallow but oh so true. Next year she was supposed to be cheer captain. Everyone laughing at her would be a nightmare. This was all Tyler’s fault. Stirring up sense memories she thought she had buried deep. She was tempted to call him even though he was on a date with that Souvelekis girl. She vaguely wondered if she had enough pull to drag him away from the pretty brunette. She seriously needed to get her mind off her friend who already had enough female companions without adding her notch to his bed post. Pulling out her cello, she began to play a mournful tune as she sought for a diversion from the darkness in her soul that night.

A thought came into her head and she looked up, a glint of excitement in her blue-green eyes. She began to dig through her desk and whooped when she located her school directory. The addendum with silver students. Shelooked up the Cottons and dialed their number. When someone answered she asked for Fallon. “This is Bree Marcus, I am not sure she knows me, but I was calling to see if she could help me with a costume,” she said and sat back to wait to see what happened.

[Fallon Cotton]

Fallon was not enjoying her mother punishing some of her friends. But what could she do. She was just watching and listening. In her mind it was like a battle. The fairies versus the magicians. So far the fairies were winning. Come on magicans...they had to win in the end. Since both her mothers were involved in the punishment she got up to get the phone, "I got it." She could barely contain the song in her head as she picked up the phone.

She heard her name and for a moment Fallon's mind went to paranoia. Who was calling? Who was asking for her? Why were they asking? What was going on? Fallon listened to the voice of Bree. The girl who created the brunch. A junior and a cheerleader. A popular one. Oh this was too good. Although Fallon hardly cared about popularity but it helped to get her in some good circles and Fallon did not mind. Besides Bree hung out with people like Sloane. People Fallon looked up to.

Oh this was good. "This is me. I am Fallon. Hi." She said cheery. "What can I do for ya? I would love to help." She squealed. "What kind of costume? I am good with all kinds. So just let me know what...what color and I need your measurements and I promise I will whip up something fantastic for you." Oh yay, yay, yay. The queen was calling her and asking for help. Sh would defend her queen and help in anyway possible.

She was no delusional. She knew who everyone was, but Fallon worked it out in her head by calling them fairies and queens. Made it easier to rationalize and stuff.

[Bree Marcus]

Fallon's perky voice encouraged Bree and a smile crept over her pale face. "Great, I need something to wow everyone. Haley is having a God and Goddess party. I definitely don't want a white toga. I want Egyptian, The goddess Bast, as authentic as possible. i realize it will end up risque, that's fine, really fine linen and the over tunic in cloth of gold and silver. I will pay for the materials and whatever you need for the time you spend, don't chintz yourself. I was thinking of making the collar myself on my loom, if you have any ideas on that. I figured Eqyptian cats. What do you think? Can you handle it?"

[Fallon Cotton]

Fallon wrote this all down. "Maybe we can meet after school tomorrow. That way I can get your measurements, and show you the design I have in mind. I will leave room for the collar you will make. Plus I can have you check out some material I can pick up right after school. I know all about the Egyptian goddess. I will make you proud." Fallon said with a huge smile.

"It will be no problem. Something like this is relatively easy once the design is make and the materials gotten. I think I can manage to have it finished by Wednesday morning, or is that too late?" If so she could work on it through the night tomorrow to have it done by Tuesday. Making dresses was no easy task and took time, but someone dedicated could handle it. Fallon did not work until Friday.

Oh this would be fun. A new dress. "I will make sure you look beautiful in the dress, it won't be risque too much. Believe me, it will work." Fallon was getting excited about the idea. It was a good one. She liked making all sorts of things. This kind of out fit was right up her alley. It was not far off from medieval.

[Bree Marcus]

"It sounds great. Do you want to come over here or would you like me to come to your house?" Bree asked, perfectly willing to travel to get what she wanted. She didn't really know the Cottons well just remembered someone mentioning the youngest girl liked costumes. Bree had a great memory for that kind of thing which came in handy as she loved to entertain. "It can be a little risque," she added with a soft laugh. She wanted to be noticed after all. Tyler needed to be reminded occasionally that he was missing out after all. There were too many girls around to distract him.