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Post by emery on Dec 28, 2009 5:14:56 GMT -5
 *i love you and that's all I really know;;
``IT'S A LOVE STORY BABY JUST SAY YES,,
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Emery was working extra hard again, of course when wasn’t she working her butt off these days, she was fifteen years old with a set of twins Noah and Nichole who were now four months old but no one knew that they were hers most people thought they were siblings of hers. But she knew that her babies would know that they were hers they would call her mommy, Emery was determined for that much to happen during her life. She wasn’t going to let those kids think Grandma and Grandpa were their parents. Her parents didn’t produce them even if her parents wanted her to tell her children that. She loved her children dearly. Looking in the mirror in the bathroom you could tell the young girl was tired, she had made a mistake, she had had sex at fourteen, and seven months later and three days before her fifteenth birthday she gave birth to the twins. One boy and one girl both healthy, she was happy for that much she knew it was going to be rough for her, she had tried to put them up for adoption but she couldn’t she pulled out of the adoption.
She couldn’t let them go. She remembered being in the hospital and crying to her mom that she couldn’t do it, that she couldn’t give them up they were too precious she loved them too much. But she knew that her dad wasn’t happy when the twins came home. But She was attached to them, she had cried because she was tired and things, she knew she had wasted her summer taking care of them and getting back into shape. She didn’t tell their father she hadn’t even seen him since she found out she was pregnant because he was suddenly busy again. She had left school when she was fourteen for a school for people who were pregnant like she was. Her mom and brother had been helpful with the twins, treating them like they should even if her mom said if your friends ask tell them that they are your little brother and sister and not your children that they were going to make this work out. So that the twins would have a good life and all of that she had cried though when she was sent back to school and the twins had to go to daycare. She was so worried about them she called them like four times that day to make sure that her babies were fine at the daycare. Now a month later she had relaxed some but only because she knew her babies were fine at the daycare.
Humming slightly to herself she was trying to make herself feel better, the young singer, was trying to keep herself calm, her parents were in the midst of a divorce and custody was going to come up during it, but she was pretty sure her dad was disowning her and the twins. That didn’t’ matter to her anymore as long as her babies were still hers. She couldn’t help but feel maybe she had done them wrong by keeping them, did she do them wrong by keeping them, should she have given them up like she had arranged at first. She had worked out until she was back in shape after she had had the twins, but she kept it limited to in the house and things, and her parents had paid for her to have plastic surgery to get rid of the stretch marks because it was inappropriate for a fifteen year old to have stretch marks.
She looked in the mirror in the bathroom one more time before wandering out into the hallway, it was a good hour before classes would start but this was her only chance to do her homework since she had her children to think about. They would always come first, and the theater manager had been understanding she knew if the other kids knew she’d be the person that would be ridiculed for life but she didn’t care. She knew this for a fact which was why her parents were taking so many precautions to keep this a secret going to her usual place to sit down in the hallway. She laid her head against the wall her books open in front of her and she was working on her home work while quietly humming along with her ipod that was plugged into her ears via headphones, it was on RENT currently which was keeping her busy. She knew how to work with music actually without the noise it seemed harder to focus. She was wearing a pair of jeans she’d gotten over the summer when she got back down to a size two. She was also wearing a plaid top that wasn’t her usual fashion outrageousness but that was ok for a change. She was ok without the newest fad she didn’t need it anymore she needed her children and she was trying to be a good mom to them. God what was she doing this was going to be too hard for her. Her various books were scattered everywhere and since she was trying to get caught up on homework she wasn’t too worried about who was walking by her at the moment she did need help though.
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Post by Alice "A.J." Elizabeth Jareau on Dec 28, 2009 19:33:32 GMT -5
 livin’ on borrowed time so i’ll die tomorrow- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - AJ had no idea why she was at school so early, but it may have had to do with the fact that she’d skipped out the day before and needed to get her work. Unfortunately, going to see the teachers meant she would have to actually go to class today. She was smart enough that she didn’t even need to go to class, but according to the fucking law, she had to go. Fuck school. Sure, she was considered to be one of the no nonsense people…but that’s because she wasn’t pretty enough to be a colada…she wasn’t emo enough to be a sharpie…she was in no way a fucking water down…she didn’t fit any other clique.
She also had no idea what she was wearing. But it was cute…maybe not her sense of cute, but it worked…so maybe that’s why she was wearing it. Her outfit from the day before suited her much better. But today it was good girl AJ…not skip class on the football field and smoke AJ.
Once at her locker, she opened it and grabbed her Algebra II book. Not many sophomores were in Algebra II, but she was. It was a privilege being smart. After shutting her locker, she turned and noticed a girl sitting in the corner with book scattered everywhere. Luckily no one else was around. The girl looked like she was doing homework. AJ decided to go over and see why she was in a corner, instead of the library, which should have been open at this point in time.
When she was just a few feet from the girl she stopped. She noticed earbuds in her ears, but she spoke anyways. “Having fun down there?” she asked, a faint smile or her lips. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! EMERYOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 293 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "LIVIN ON BORROWED TIME" BY PUDDLE OF MUDD |
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Post by emery on Dec 28, 2009 20:55:41 GMT -5
*i love you and that's all I really know;;
``IT'S A LOVE STORY BABY JUST SAY YES,,
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Emery had been so focused on Homework she didn’t notice the change in her hallway at the moment that her hallway was suddenly occupied by another person. The sound of a locker opening made Emery turn up her music just slightly. She could still seem to hear the banging around in a locker and things like that. It was a weird sensation to hear more thoroughly than before butt that was part of have children she turned into super sonic hearing girl suddenly. No fifteen year old in their right mind would have been in the position of Emery. Emery was a freak of the school if people knew her situation but they didn’t at the moment everyone had a different theory as to why she left last year so it didn’t matter. Suddenly gossip wasn’t so bad, suddenly it was just apart of peoples lives and things like that. What did you do about it, but deal with it. She was dealing in the best way she knew how to deal with it and things like that but she was a fifteen year old. She noticed the movement but didn’t think to take in the direction that it was going until it got right up to her.
"Having fun down there?" asked the girl
Emery was a tish surprised that she heard the girl talking to her at all with her headphones in since they were skull candy headphones that she got for her birthday from a friend. She never wore both of them at home though because she needed to hear if the twins would cry. Emery looked up at the girl, she was cute, with her wavy brown hair and her grey floral tube top black pleated pants, the black bleated sandals and polka dot bag that she had. She wasn’t exactly in the same classes as Emery since she knew the girl was a grade above her. Emery looked down at her mostly completed homework, at this point she was on Goodbye Love in RENT, how long had she been working un interrupted which was a weird sensation. No kids crying, no parents yelling no brother being a pain in the butt to her about her crying children. Pausing the music and pulling one of her headphones out of her ear she was ready to have a conversation.
"I guess if homework is your definition of fun" said Emery
Finishing up her English assignment she shut her book for that and then pulled math to the front and center, it was prealgebra since she missed part of that last year when she left. She was too busy being pregnant and things like that. She was way too busy to be in anything higher than that at the moment. And obviously exhausted by the way she was dressed and her hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail at the moment.
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Post by Alice "A.J." Elizabeth Jareau on Dec 28, 2009 21:14:20 GMT -5
livin’ on borrowed time so i’ll die tomorrow- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - AJ chuckled a bit at the girls answer. “Well, I’m actually way too smart for this shit they call school. I don’t even need to go to class. I just go to pass so I can graduate.” She moved and sat down next to the girl in whatever space she could find that wasn’t covered by books. “I’m Alice. You can call me AJ. Need any help?”
It wasn’t like AJ to offer to help someone with homework. She wasn’t much of a tutor but it seemed like this girl was a little desperate. She was…different. Hell, AJ could do her work for her if she wanted her to. It wasn’t like she did anything other than smoke shit and drink ‘till she was nearly dead. It was a miracle that she had all of her brain cells still. She was one of the lucky ones, she supposed. Man she really wanted a cigarette right now. But she couldn’t, unless she got up and left, but she didn’t want to do that to the poor girl. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! EMERYOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 176 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "LIVIN ON BORROWED TIME" BY PUDDLE OF MUDD |
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Post by emery on Dec 28, 2009 21:37:08 GMT -5
*i love you and that's all I really know;;
``IT'S A LOVE STORY BABY JUST SAY YES,,
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "well I’m actually way too smart for this shit they call school. I don’t even need to go to class. I just go to pass so I can graduate."
Emery gave a slight laugh at the girls response to her answer. She knew that her answer was pretty cliché so the change in this girl’s answer was kind of cool. Emery tried to clear a space so that the girl could sit down by her. She didn’t know what to do at the moment she was so overwhelmed with homework and her babies at home, and falling asleep on homework and then seeming frazzled allot lately. Emery knew that most people thought she looked tired, stressed, frazzled, lost, or all of the above. Sometimes that was true she was trying to work out a system so all her work would get done before she got home but it still hadn’t worked out her afternoon classes still had homework and things like that. She was still trying to work it out so that it was going to be good for her.
"I’m Alice. You can call me AJ. Need any help?"
"Help would be amazing at the moment, I’m Emery by the way, unfortunately no cool nickname just Emery" said Emery
She wasn’t the person with a nickname but she was the person who was just trying to get caught up and things like that and make it seem like everything would be good and all of that. She was trying to get through high school so that she could try and offer her twins something. She knew she had a picture of them in her planner so that she remembered why she was doing thing. She knew she had to do this but she wasn’t going to say anything out loud about being a teen mother she’d just say she was a young girl with allot to do at home and thing s like that. It wasn’t necessarily a lie but it wasn’t the full on truth either.
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Post by Alice "A.J." Elizabeth Jareau on Dec 28, 2009 21:53:32 GMT -5
livin’ on borrowed time so i’ll die tomorrow- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - AJ smiled, lips together. She was glad she could be of help. She felt…what was the word?...useful! Yeah, that was it. She sat up straighter and said, “Okay, then. What are you working on?” This girl had to be a freshman, considering the material she saw on the floor. Freshman year had sucked for her. Not because it was freshman year…but because it was freshman year. She had to get out of this shithole and fast before her head fucking exploded. She could have had her Doctorate by now, but her parents insisted that she stay behind and learn like a normal child.
Well, that was her middle name: normal.
Actually, it was Elizabeth…but that was beside the point.
The girl introduced herself as Emery, claiming she had no cool nickname. AJ laughed. “Well, I’m going to call you Em. It’s a nickname, and it’s short for Emery. How’s that sound?” Now it was time to tell the story of her nickname. Well, there was no story, per se. “My last name is Jareau, that’s why they call me AJ. Alice Jareau.” It was stupid, but it worked. “I think my last name is French, but I’m not a hundred percent sure about that.” It was true. She had no idea what nationality her last name was. She did, however, know that her first name, Alice, meant “Of noble kin,” which she thought was retarded as hell. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! EMERYOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 237 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "LIVIN ON BORROWED TIME" BY PUDDLE OF MUDD |
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Post by emery on Dec 29, 2009 1:06:56 GMT -5
*i love you and that's all I really know;;
``IT'S A LOVE STORY BABY JUST SAY YES,,
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Emery showed her the literature homework she was working on along with her Spanish homework and Chemistry. This year was proving to be difficult not because it was her freshman year but because she was a mom and a freshman and so much more than that. Her drama teacher was understanding of the situation. The situation was rough though it was hard for her to be a mom and a sister at the same time. She was lonely and frazzled and stressed and tired from being a mom but at the same time she loved it. She was the kind of person that loved being a mom, even if she got so frustrated and upset and all of that. She was the kind of person who was quiet though except when she was singing. She was this little singer who had a big voice when people got her going on it.
”Well, I’m going to call you Em. It’s a nickname and it’s short for Emery. How’s that sound?”
"Sure that works I guess" said Emery
”My last name is Jareau that’s why they call me AJ. Alice Jareau. I think my last name is French but I’m not a hundred percent sure”
"Ahead of me I don’t know if my name’s origin is or anything like that and haven’t really had time to look it up or anything like that" said Emery
Emery knew what her kids were more important than that and she knew what their names meant and things like that. Since she’d spent hours mulling over names even though she was told not to get attached to her children because she was putting them up for adoption and all of that Jazz. She was calm and things like that at the moment but she was exhausted and tired and really wanted to go home and sleep and spend time with Noah and Nichole.
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Post by Alice "A.J." Elizabeth Jareau on Dec 29, 2009 10:08:35 GMT -5
livin’ on borrowed time so i’ll die tomorrow- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Taking the literature homework, AJ looked at it. “Oh yeah, I remember this from last year. Easy shit.” She took a pencil out of her pocket and said, “I’m going to write some things on here to give you a head start. Just say the word and I’ll do the work for you, then show you how I did it.” She gave her a wink and went to working on the paper a little. Of course, she wouldn’t do the work for her unless she asked.
AJ took a look at the Spanish and Chemistry homework. “Um…well, I’m only a genius in English, so the Spanish homework I’m not sure how much help I’ll be. The Chemistry will be a piece-o-cake, so no worries about that. You’re getting it good with me, Em. Believe that.” She looked at the lit work again and continued working. “So, you’re a freshman, huh? You must be pretty damn smart being in Chemistry. That’s a sophomore/junior/senior class.” - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! EMERYOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 163 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "LIVIN ON BORROWED TIME" BY PUDDLE OF MUDD |
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Post by emery on Dec 30, 2009 3:40:11 GMT -5
IT SAYS SO MUCH, IT'S NO SURPRISE TO YOU
But I've got something left inside ---------------------------- ”Thank you so much you maybe saving me from having a whole incompletes thing again” said Emery
Emery looked at AJ she needed this help from this girl, she need some kind of help. Emery nodded to the girl in understanding of what she was saying. She was kind of glad for the extra help having children took time and effort, her social life was zero at the moment so she was the shy girl who didn’t know how to talk to people. She knew that she was smart she’d taken a couple extra classes over the summer to get ahead so that the stuff required before Chemistry was out of her way, but unfortunately with the birth of the twins that was all she had time for over the summer and so she wasn’t going to be able to graduate a year early like she wanted to. That was the big thing for her was trying to get done so that she could take care of her babies better.
“Well I have a grandparent who speaks Spanish, I’ll get her help with it. And again thank you, I can’t afford another incomplete in any classes right now.” Said Emery
Emery was sitting there still and gave AJ a smile it was kind of nice to have an actual smile to give her. She was glad for extra help especially when Emery only had one maybe two hours tops because the twins were fussy last night and cranky and all sorts of things like that. So she’d spent most of the night holding two four month olds. Both of her hands were full most of the time and if one was empty the other was full so homework wasn’t usually an option having twins made that really hard. She was a busy person and things like that especially lately.
“Yeah I’m a freshman, not so much smart just the kind of person who took some extra summer courses to get ahead” said Emery
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How's your muse? fine
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Post by Alice "A.J." Elizabeth Jareau on Dec 31, 2009 21:10:17 GMT -5
livin’ on borrowed time so i’ll die tomorrow- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - A.J. nodded. "Yeah, I didn't think you looked old enough to be an upper classman. Hell I don't even look young enough to be an under classman." She laughed and handed Emery her paper back. "Okay, I gave you a headstart, putting in little hints, so you should be able to get somewhere with this." A.J. had completely dominated literature last year, so Emery had no worries with her.
Taking the Chemistry homework and took a look at it. "Ah, yes. I know this too, unfortunately. I wish I didn't because it's so stupid." She turned to the paper and began to work. "So, have you always gone to school here? I've never seen you around before, that's why I ask." A.J. had lived here her entire life and she couldn't wait to get the hell outta dodge. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! EMERYOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! idk CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "LIVIN ON BORROWED TIME" BY PUDDLE OF MUDD |
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Post by emery on Jan 1, 2010 18:28:08 GMT -5
IT SAYS SO MUCH, IT'S NO SURPRISE TO YOU
But I've got something left inside ---------------------------- ”Thank you, I’m seriously on the verge of failing this semester at the rate I’m handing homework in” said Emery
Emery was out of school allot because of the twins, she couldn’t go to school when they were sick or anything like that. Her mom still had to call her in when she was going to end up home with the twins, so she was used to people wondering where she was her drama teacher was the only one that didn’t ask where she was when she was gone. Emery had only started going to school there since the fourth grade when she moved her when her dad decided to retire from the military that was when she noticed that her parents fighting started because they weren’t travelling and they were seeing too much of each other now. She knew that her family was a little nuts and that her parents were now getting a divorce even though they never spoke of it to them. The house was oddly quiet when the family was there since their parents never spoke up unless it was a fight.
“No I am a military brat, my dad’s job had us moving around allot for things” said Emery “I’ve been here since the sixth grade and was homeschooled part of last year”
Emery knew that was too much information people always asked why people were home school sometimes there was a reason like in her case, or other times there wasn’t. In her case she’d been home schooled because she was pregnant with the twins and they wouldn’t let her go. She was just that kind of person at the moment.
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please remember, remember December Whatcha listening to?;; Without you from RENT
How you feeling?;; good
How's your muse? fine
Credits!;;
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Post by Alice "A.J." Elizabeth Jareau on Jan 2, 2010 22:21:50 GMT -5
livin’ on borrowed time so i’ll die tomorrow- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "Ah, I see. Army brat. Like Lois Lane." A.J. chuckled while keeping all of her focus on the Chemistry homework. "I've been a Laurinburg native my whole damn life, so I can't wait to get the fuck out." She sighed. "I'm thinking of graduating a year early just so I can be done with this joke they call high school. I'm way to smart for it." She didn't mean to sound pessimistic, but that's kind of what she was.
A.J. took a quick glance at Emery. "How about you? Do you like school? What do you want to do with your life?" Maybe she was getting in a little too deep, only having met this girl ten minutes ago, but she was helping the chick out with her homework, so it was a great conversation topic. Either that or she could really verbally tutor her on the assignment which she really did not want to do. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! EMERYOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! idk CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "LIVIN ON BORROWED TIME" BY PUDDLE OF MUDD |
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Post by emery on Jan 2, 2010 23:02:16 GMT -5
 It doesn’t matter what I needYou’ve made up your mind to goI won’t beg you to stay [/color] You’ve been in a cageThrow you to the wind you fly away[/center] Emery laughed at what AJ compared her too, Emery was kind of working on her Spanish work but she was really more interested in learning about the person in front of her and being at home with her twins. She could drop out when she turned sixteen but she wouldn’t but she was the kind of person who just wanted everything to be right in the world.
“I’ve been all over the place, but I’m finding that this place is lovely and fun” said Emery “Sure the bigger cities have more to do but I feel like I fit in here”
Sighing slightly she looked at AJ trying to think of a good answer to the school thing. No she didn’t like school she liked music, but she wasn’t going to quit school either. She knew she had to be careful about how she answered the question about school and things.
“No I don’t like school, I like to sing, I’d love to be a musician and sing somewhere for the rest of my life but I can’t quit school to pursue that unless I know I can support myself in my music, but my music dreams have gone on the back burner for a while” said Emery
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Post by Alice "A.J." Elizabeth Jareau on Jan 2, 2010 23:23:14 GMT -5
livin’ on borrowed time so i’ll die tomorrow- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - A.J. nodded as Emery told her what she wanted to do with her life. "Oh, that's cool." Then Emery said something that caught her attention. Her dreams had been put on hold for a while? A.J. frowned. "Why's that?" Was Emery giving up on her dreams because of school, or was there another reason behind it.
She didn't mean to sound pushy, but she loved talking to Emery. She wanted to know everything about her. Yeah, she was that interesting. A.J.'s life was dull compared to this freshman's and that was sad, considering that A.J. was older, but then again, A.J. had been stuck in one place her whole life. Sure, she had two really close friends to keep her busy, but still...B-O-R-I-N-G. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! EMERYOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! idk CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "LIVIN ON BORROWED TIME" BY PUDDLE OF MUDD |
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Post by emery on Jan 3, 2010 0:16:59 GMT -5
It doesn’t matter what I needYou’ve made up your mind to goI won’t beg you to stay [/color] You’ve been in a cageThrow you to the wind you fly away[/center] Emery looked at her she was kind of at a loss for words. She couldn’t help but try not to say what her problem really was, she had things that were more important. Things that were always more important and always would be. The two little lives that were in her care and held in her arms and cradled. She was the one who was up at weird hours of the day and night.
“I have things that are more important to be cared for so I can’t pursue my music” said Emery
They would always be put on hold for them. She was always going to be around her children they were the most important thing in her life. She knew that if she saw her it would be quite a thing between them and all of that. She wanted to be with her twins always if she’d pursue her music she’d be the kind of person who’d end up losing the twins that was why she could only pray that she could talk to their father again start something with him again she loved him did he love her yet.
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