Inside My Head.

[Alexander Reeves]

Okay, I don't know about anyone else but:

I don't like having tons of characters that seem to have walls between them and never interact or have feelings about each other. My characters interact often, and have known each other in some way or another. The problem is, sometimes they have important conversation, and I don't want to be some creep roleplaying with myself. So I decided to make the IN MY HEAD thread where I (and any of you) can write out the conversations some of your characters might have had. I feel some of this is important for everyone else to know since they are involved with my characters and the plots with them. So there you go. Here are my characters interacting. I will be adding on all the time as they interact, and as I feel they need to work out some things for plotting sakes, or my own personal entertainment.

Melanie and Kris
in the form of a Phone Call.

Melanie: Hello?
Kris: Melly, I've been trying to get a hold of you for a while now.
Melanie: Kris?! Why are you calling me?
Kris: I'm in town, and I need to talk to you. I can't leave things the way we did.
Melanie: Kris, I'm ma- I have a life now. You can't keep doing this. I'm sick of it.
Kris: I just feel I owe you some explanations.
Melanie: Why now?! Are you kidding me? I asked you to explain all those times, asked you to trust me, and you never did. So why now. Why when I am finally happy?
Kris: Because I lo- I care about you. You deserve to know the truth.
Melanie: Care? Really. The only time you were ever around was when I was depressed or vulnerable. You're just mad you can't get me now. Kris, you are like a kid. You only want something when it is easy and doesn't have strings or complaints, or when you can't have it at all.
Kris: Melly. Please. Just let me explain. I want you to know everything. The truth.
Melanie: The only thing I want from you is for you to leave me alone. And stop calling me Melly. You lost that privilege a long time ago.
Melanie hangs up.

[madeline juliet prescott.]

Kayso. With Maddie being new and me needing something to do, I wrote out the whole exchange between her and her cousin when he tells her that she has a Cinderella story. But it's very cute and sweet, so I absolutely needed to share it. Although now I think I'll need to make Jessie at some point, because this whole thing just made me go awww! <3

Madeline & Jessie
in her room.

“Knock knock, Cinderella.”

Madeline looked up, tilting her head at the sight of her cousin standing in her doorway. Her room was no longer cluttered with boxes and clothes, although there were a few paint buckets by the wall that Isabel hadn’t taken out yet. “Cinderella?” she asked, her voice soft and inquisitive.

Jessie laughed, walking forward to sit next to her on the bed. “Well, yeah. You can’t tell me that you haven’t realized you have a Cinderella story.”

“Explain, please,” she replied simply, scooting over by her pillow to make room for him.

“Come on, Mads. You lost your mom, you’ve been forced to act as a maid almost your whole life, and now you finally have something good happen. It’s a Cinderella story. It’s just not the normal one.”

Maddie bit her lip, contemplating that for a moment. “So does that make Myleigh the ugly stepsister?” she asked, half serious.

Jessie laughed again. “Yeah. And it makes Uncle Markus the evil stepfather.”

Maddie giggled. “So that means that Marshall is my fairy godfather and your mom is my prince.”

“Or knight in shining armor.”

With a smile on her face, Madeline sat there for a moment in silence, then turned to face her cousin with a grin. “So, wait. Then who are you, Jessie Prescott?” she asked.

In response, the boy leaned over and tapped her nose with his finger. “I’m Gus, Cinderelly!” he told her, making his voice go higher to sound like a mouse.

Maddie laughed and so did he, and then they fell back on her bed and stared at the ceiling. “Cinderella, huh?” she said quietly after a moment.

“Yeah.”

“Well, Cinderella or not, I’m not telling anyone my story before I know I can trust them.”

“Maddie,” Jessie sighed, sitting up. “Just because you couldn’t trust your dad-”

“Don’t start, Jess!” Maddie cut him off, sitting up and staring at him with annoyance. “You know that it’s not just him. Just don’t.” She stood, getting up and walking into the bathroom that connected their rooms, flicking on the light switch and pulling out a bottle of nail polish. She didn’t often paint her nails, but lately she’d found it kind of fun to do.

“Okay, Cinderella. Just know that I’ll crawl through a hole in a second if you need me,” Jessie replied, following her and planting himself in the doorway.

Maddie shook her head and smiled. “Thanks, Gus,” she replied, looking up as he walked past and through the door that lead to his room. Biting her lip, she sighed. “Hey, Jess?” she called, twisting around to face his door.

“Yeah?” he asked, reappearing in the doorway.

“’Tis but thy name that is my enemy,” Madeline said softly, a small smile on her face.

Jessie shook his head, smiling back. “Maybe you’re not Cinderella, maybe you’re Juliet.”

“It is my middle name,” she replied.

He laughed, then closed his door behind him and left his cousin to do her nails. She giggled to herself, unscrewing the bottle of polish and falling silent.