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this is really cute!!!! can i be on the pm 4 it plz!!!!!!!
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the behaviour of anabelle was hilarious , she sounded like a 6 year old kid ,
i can´t wait for more
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thanks 4 the pm ,
Nanda
i can´t wait for more
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Nanda
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Let's see, a dress, a dance, a hot eligible bachelor.
Can't wait.
Can't wait.
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im here im here!!
lol sorry didnt reply sooner, was my 18th birthday yesterday!!
can i please get a pm love?
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lol sorry didnt reply sooner, was my 18th birthday yesterday!!
can i please get a pm love?
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chapter 2in case you guys didnt get to read it
Alias *sigh* again only from last nights ep plus some of my own speculation
Chapter 3
Sydney thought about the dress all night and all morning the following day. The fact that she had done something reckless and dangerous had brought some excitement to her monotonous existence for once. That afternoon when the Coles’ left to visit a friend, Sydney took her brief opportunity of freedom and took the dress and her sewing kit to the garden where there was a large tree she could hide behind. She noticed that the majority of the damage done to the dress was at the bottom edge of one sleeve and the collar, but it appeared to be easily reparable.
If there was one thing she was the most skilled at, it was sewing. Before her death, her mother had been a seamstress; Sydney learned everything from her at a very young age and carried her knowledge through to adulthood. She could fix almost anything as well as make dresses and other clothes without patterns. Examining the dress, she decided the best course of action would be to change it from long sleeves to very short, almost non-existent sleeves. As for the partially ripped collar, Sydney decided to remove it altogether, since it was hideous.
Once she had finished those two alterations she found that she actually had some spare time, so she began changing other things on the dress; in her opinion, making it better. When she finished, she loved it even more than before. The only problem was that she had no idea what she was going to do with it, aside from hide it once more.
When the Coles’ returned home from visiting, Sydney was scrubbing a mark off the rug in the parlor caused by Annabelle dropping an ink well. When Annabelle walked by her, she purposely stepped on Sydney’s hands. Sydney ignored her.
“Can you believe they’re not going to the Blair’s party?” Elizabeth asked.
“Well, that is social suicide, though they never were very upscale, if you ask me. We really should stop seeing them,” Annabelle sighed.
“At least she let you borrow a dress, Annabelle,” Elizabeth told her.
“Well, it’s not like she will be needing it.” Annabelle laughed.
Listening to their mindless conversation, Sydney received a brilliant idea. She would attend the Blair’s party. Crazy? Completely, but she felt something in her gut; an instinct. She had to go. It would be tricky, but not impossible. After all, the hardest part – obtaining a dress to wear- had already been accomplished. Her scrubbing stopped as the wheels in her mind continued to turn.
She knew exactly where the Blair’s lived, after hearing Annabelle discuss it more times than she could count. It was only a short distance away so she could walk there easily. Getting into the party couldn’t be that difficult. She had seen the many parties the Coles’ had thrown and they never checked invitations. She could slip in unnoticed.
“What is she doing?” Annabelle’s question jolted Sydney from her thoughts. She looked up and noticed the Cole women staring at her. Realizing that she must have looked like she was completely in another world, she quickly turned her focus back to the scrubbing in front of her.
What was she thinking? Had she lost her mind entirely? She could no sooner attend a fancy party than she could fly to the moon and back by flapping her arms. She knew absolutely nothing about proper behavior at such events and she wouldn’t have the slightest clue how to act. Not to mention the fact that she would probably draw attention to herself by wearing Annabelle’s dress and looking incredibly out of place. The dress was a whole matter in itself. Annabelle was going to that party and surely she would recognize the dress that was once hers.
Yes, it was a foolish idea, yet something inside her ached to try it out. It was a chance, a chance she had been wishing for practically her whole life. A night, just one night, to be someone other than herself. A night to see how they lived. A night for people to treat her as a human instead of an animal they could abuse. A night where she didn’t have to be herself.
She thought about it and obsessed about it nearly every moment until Friday evening when the Coles’ were getting ready to leave. Finally, she decided to just go for it. All her life she had played by the rules, never putting one single toe out of line, and what did she have to show for it? A life she hated. She was going to take a chance, after all, what was the worst that could happen? Annabelle would see her and she would get fired. That was a risk she was willing to take instead of the alternative of living a lifetime of regret.
The second the Coles’ left, she put her plan into action. She ‘borrowed’ a pair of Elizabeth’s elbow-length white gloves from the clean laundry pile, but decided that a pair of her own boots would suffice since they would be entirely covered by the skirt of the dress anyway. The most difficult task was getting ready without any of the other servants seeing her. Luckily, most of them had decided to venture out for the evening, so she was virtually alone.
Putting on the dress, she immediately felt immensely uncomfortable. She wasn’t used to wearing dresses with tight bodices and corsets, since her uniform was just a simple cloth dress. It was very difficult for her to lace the dress up herself, but she managed, though she could barely breathe afterwards.
Looking in the cracked mirror in the kitchen, she admired her sewing handiwork. The sleeves looked perfect, almost as if they had been that way all along. The extremely low neckline on the dress made her feel slightly uncomfortable, but she knew that was the fashion of the time so there was nothing that she could do to change it.
Once her dress was on properly, she realized that her limp, matted hair wouldn’t do at all. She combed it out and clipped it up as best as she could. It didn’t look anything like the elaborate styles Annabelle wore, but it was the best she could do by herself and with limited practice or knowledge of such hairstyles.
When she was finished, she hardly recognized herself. Her skin was clean, not streaked with dirt or grime. Her clothes weren’t tattered or filthy and she was wearing everything a proper lady of the time would be wearing (sans the proper shoes). One look at herself that way and she knew she had to give the party a try, even if it was just to observe for a few minutes. She owed it to herself.
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Alias *sigh* again only from last nights ep plus some of my own speculation
HELIX?! OH COME THE EFF ON - seriously thats suuuuuuuuuuuuch a load of bull
the writers better get some freakin better storylines or they shoulda hired mee sheesh grrrrr
i'm just so bitter
plus, i have this sinking feeling that they're gonna kill real!syd and leave anna!syd to you know have her way with vaughn and i swear i'd kick JJ's ass then GRRRRRRRRRRRRR
the writers better get some freakin better storylines or they shoulda hired mee sheesh grrrrr
i'm just so bitter
plus, i have this sinking feeling that they're gonna kill real!syd and leave anna!syd to you know have her way with vaughn and i swear i'd kick JJ's ass then GRRRRRRRRRRRRR
Chapter 3
Sydney thought about the dress all night and all morning the following day. The fact that she had done something reckless and dangerous had brought some excitement to her monotonous existence for once. That afternoon when the Coles’ left to visit a friend, Sydney took her brief opportunity of freedom and took the dress and her sewing kit to the garden where there was a large tree she could hide behind. She noticed that the majority of the damage done to the dress was at the bottom edge of one sleeve and the collar, but it appeared to be easily reparable.
If there was one thing she was the most skilled at, it was sewing. Before her death, her mother had been a seamstress; Sydney learned everything from her at a very young age and carried her knowledge through to adulthood. She could fix almost anything as well as make dresses and other clothes without patterns. Examining the dress, she decided the best course of action would be to change it from long sleeves to very short, almost non-existent sleeves. As for the partially ripped collar, Sydney decided to remove it altogether, since it was hideous.
Once she had finished those two alterations she found that she actually had some spare time, so she began changing other things on the dress; in her opinion, making it better. When she finished, she loved it even more than before. The only problem was that she had no idea what she was going to do with it, aside from hide it once more.
When the Coles’ returned home from visiting, Sydney was scrubbing a mark off the rug in the parlor caused by Annabelle dropping an ink well. When Annabelle walked by her, she purposely stepped on Sydney’s hands. Sydney ignored her.
“Can you believe they’re not going to the Blair’s party?” Elizabeth asked.
“Well, that is social suicide, though they never were very upscale, if you ask me. We really should stop seeing them,” Annabelle sighed.
“At least she let you borrow a dress, Annabelle,” Elizabeth told her.
“Well, it’s not like she will be needing it.” Annabelle laughed.
Listening to their mindless conversation, Sydney received a brilliant idea. She would attend the Blair’s party. Crazy? Completely, but she felt something in her gut; an instinct. She had to go. It would be tricky, but not impossible. After all, the hardest part – obtaining a dress to wear- had already been accomplished. Her scrubbing stopped as the wheels in her mind continued to turn.
She knew exactly where the Blair’s lived, after hearing Annabelle discuss it more times than she could count. It was only a short distance away so she could walk there easily. Getting into the party couldn’t be that difficult. She had seen the many parties the Coles’ had thrown and they never checked invitations. She could slip in unnoticed.
“What is she doing?” Annabelle’s question jolted Sydney from her thoughts. She looked up and noticed the Cole women staring at her. Realizing that she must have looked like she was completely in another world, she quickly turned her focus back to the scrubbing in front of her.
What was she thinking? Had she lost her mind entirely? She could no sooner attend a fancy party than she could fly to the moon and back by flapping her arms. She knew absolutely nothing about proper behavior at such events and she wouldn’t have the slightest clue how to act. Not to mention the fact that she would probably draw attention to herself by wearing Annabelle’s dress and looking incredibly out of place. The dress was a whole matter in itself. Annabelle was going to that party and surely she would recognize the dress that was once hers.
Yes, it was a foolish idea, yet something inside her ached to try it out. It was a chance, a chance she had been wishing for practically her whole life. A night, just one night, to be someone other than herself. A night to see how they lived. A night for people to treat her as a human instead of an animal they could abuse. A night where she didn’t have to be herself.
She thought about it and obsessed about it nearly every moment until Friday evening when the Coles’ were getting ready to leave. Finally, she decided to just go for it. All her life she had played by the rules, never putting one single toe out of line, and what did she have to show for it? A life she hated. She was going to take a chance, after all, what was the worst that could happen? Annabelle would see her and she would get fired. That was a risk she was willing to take instead of the alternative of living a lifetime of regret.
The second the Coles’ left, she put her plan into action. She ‘borrowed’ a pair of Elizabeth’s elbow-length white gloves from the clean laundry pile, but decided that a pair of her own boots would suffice since they would be entirely covered by the skirt of the dress anyway. The most difficult task was getting ready without any of the other servants seeing her. Luckily, most of them had decided to venture out for the evening, so she was virtually alone.
Putting on the dress, she immediately felt immensely uncomfortable. She wasn’t used to wearing dresses with tight bodices and corsets, since her uniform was just a simple cloth dress. It was very difficult for her to lace the dress up herself, but she managed, though she could barely breathe afterwards.
Looking in the cracked mirror in the kitchen, she admired her sewing handiwork. The sleeves looked perfect, almost as if they had been that way all along. The extremely low neckline on the dress made her feel slightly uncomfortable, but she knew that was the fashion of the time so there was nothing that she could do to change it.
Once her dress was on properly, she realized that her limp, matted hair wouldn’t do at all. She combed it out and clipped it up as best as she could. It didn’t look anything like the elaborate styles Annabelle wore, but it was the best she could do by herself and with limited practice or knowledge of such hairstyles.
When she was finished, she hardly recognized herself. Her skin was clean, not streaked with dirt or grime. Her clothes weren’t tattered or filthy and she was wearing everything a proper lady of the time would be wearing (sans the proper shoes). One look at herself that way and she knew she had to give the party a try, even if it was just to observe for a few minutes. She owed it to herself.
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EEEEEE I'm excited for Sydney! That's going to be so much fun for her. But then, there's the inevitable return to servant...ry.
Poor Sydney. She'll just have to marry the rich banker Mr. Vaughn!
Thanks for the update!
~Anja
That's going to be so much fun for her. But then, there's the inevitable return to servant...ry.Poor Sydney. She'll just have to marry the rich banker Mr. Vaughn!
Thanks for the update!
~Anja
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Hee - this reminds me of my daughter's favorite story - Cinderella!
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I NEED VAUGHN!!!!!!!!!!
Guess he's going to be there in the next one, right??? puulleeeezzzzz :lol:
Guess he's going to be there in the next one, right??? puulleeeezzzzz
:lol:
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yeah he will be cookieI NEED VAUGHN!!!!!!!!!!
Guess he's going to be there in the next one, right??? puulleeeezzzzz
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YESSSSS.... sorry... me's Vaughn deprived...
it takes ages to download last weeks episode Anyway... thanks... me's looking forward to tomorrow's update then... very much in fact! :lol:
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ooo yay!! shes going to the part-ay!!! woot woot!!! and i bet her dress looks great, often people alter dresses and they end up being better, kinda reminds me of gilmore girls, and how she is all good at sowing but hey!!
loved the update!!
loved the update!!
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that was good!!!! thanx for adding me!!!
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Great update, Can't wait till she meets Vaughn. Gonna be good.
Thanks for the PM
Thanks for the PM
