[center][h3][color=#ff00c3]B E L L E  L O C K E[/color][/h3]
Interacting With: Everyone Via Text [@HushedWhispers] [@lydyn] [@Xtreme] [@ChaoticFox] [@lopsided] [@Aewin] [@SgtEasy] [@rougeLily] [@Legion02] [@Lady Amalthea], most importantly: Tigger
Location: Belle’s room
Date: April 25th
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It had been a long few weeks for Belle; she’d only gotten back from France a few days ago(an early trip to see her grandparents, at their request), and now she had to go to Disneyland. No rest! Her parents had suggested that she stay home from this trip, so she could rest after visiting her grandparents and Belle had [i]scoffed[/i] at the very idea. Her parents, it seemed, had officially lost it. Or disconnected from their daughter far enough that they forgot how much she [i]loved[/i] the Walt Disney Company’s very existence.

To say Belle was excited to go to Disneyland was an understatement. She was [i]ecstatic[/i]. And she didn’t even have to pay for a thing; Connor had handled all of the tickets and hotel rooms, and her parents and grandparents had given her plenty of spending money. It was a dream come true, frankly. She’d [i]always[/i] wanted to go to Disneyland, but had always decided not to for this reason or that. She wouldn’t deny herself the opportunity now that it’d been handed to her on a [i]silver platter[/i].

Belle zipped up her bag and swiped her phone off of the speaker, clicking her tongue twice. On cue, her kitten removed himself from the pillow on her bed that he’d taken to sleeping on and trotted to the edge of the bed where Belle kneeled down, looking at Tigger as he meowed, “[color=#ff00c3]Alright, little man. You’re in charge while I’m gone. Make sure the complex doesn’t burn down. Hiss aggressively at every bird that dares to land on [i]our[/i] windowsill. Mommy and Daddy will be by daily to feed you and give you water and I’ll make them Skype me so I can check on my beloved. Got it?[/color]” The cat nodded and Belle patted her kitten on his head and gestured. Dismissed now, Tigger happily moved himself back to his pillow.

Now checking her phone, Belle noted a few texts from the group text. One from Tas, telling them to meet at the Mighty Bean and asking who was riding with who, and then a [i]second[/i] text from the new girl, saying that she’d ride with whoever had space available. Knowing that the new girl, Rose(at least that’s what Belle had her in her phone as) was indeed a cutie, Belle only had one option.

[b]To: The Good Guys(and Connor):


[color=#ff00c3]Dibs. I call dibs. I called them first. She’s riding with me.[/color][/b]

That job done, Belle shouldered her bag and slipped out of the apartment, heading over to the Mighty Bean.[/center]