<div class="floatleft">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/HaydenPantierre.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/nicole-kidman_4.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Madison Eldridge (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=129137.msg5723759#msg5723759)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Madison's Home<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br/></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Madison lay sprawled on her bed, encompassed by her entire locker's worth of books. It is senior year! Why is there so much homework? With Adele playing in the background, she was currently lording over a book on Probability and Statistics. Her pencil alternated from tapping her chin to tapping the notebook in front of while she read, brow crinkled in confusion. Her blond waves began falling in her eyes as she realized her head was on the verge of collapsing in boredom.<br/><br/>Her stomach gave a rumble of protest and she realized it must be dinner time. The smell of yum wafted through her doorway, begging her downstairs. Madison hopped up, through her pencil on the bed, and gave into her hunger. She hopped down the stairs, through the dining room, and into the kitchen where her mother stood.<br/><br/>"I was just about to call you. How do you always know when it's dinner time?" Her mother asks, a teasing smile on her face.<br/><br/>"I wait for the aroma and follow it like a zombie to flesh," Madison replied simply.<br/><br/>Madison's mother, Laura, wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Well dinner's on the table, so you don't have to eat me," she said, walking back toward the dining room.<br/><br/>Madison reacted by sticking her arms out in front of her and applying a blank stare to her face. "Braaaaains!" She exclaimed in a raspy voice as she stiff leggedly chased her mother into the dining room.<br/><br/>They collapsed in their respective chairs, laughing. They proceeded to eat dinner and converse about the happenings of their day.