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Post by Spencer Adam Hall on Dec 28, 2009 15:50:14 GMT -5
 you’re the new classic, you’re the new p.y.t.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Spencer had been at the Galleria for two hours now, sitting in the food court with nothing but a bottle of water, watching the people pass by. It was 1:30 in the afternoon and the lunchtime rush was slowing down. He was used to loud, being a musician, so it didn’t bug him. The noise was slowly fading away…all floating from downstairs where most of the mall goers were at. What was he even doing there? All he’d been doing was sitting there, listening to the noise of the people and holding a bottle of water. Was there something wrong with him?
Nah.
Eventually, he took a napkin out of the holder and the pen he had in his pocket. He needed a muse. But what could spark the muse to write a song? Nothing in view. Nothing in his thoughts. Come Spence, he thought. Think. Look. See what’s out there. Something will help you out. You’re the maestro of music. Uncle Evan says so. The next big thing. Come on man. The food court was near empty. That wouldn’t be much of a song though. He needed an in with something….but what? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! OPENOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 193 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "NEW CLASSIC" BY DREW SEELEY + SELENA GOMEZ |
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Post by emery on Dec 28, 2009 20:32:07 GMT -5
 *i love you and that's all I really know;;
``IT'S A LOVE STORY BABY JUST SAY YES,,
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Emery was in the mall with her twins, Noah and Nichole, they were precious to her, but she couldn’t tell people that they were hers unless they knew that already. Most people who knew her very close and personally knew that the twins were hers those who weren’t close to her thought that they were her younger siblings born late in her parents lives. She’d been sitting in the food court for half an hour a bottle in each hand feeding the hungry infants in the stroller. She wasn’t out there for herself anyway, nothing she did was for her anymore it was all for her twins. She had them dressed according to gender Noah was in blue with a little boy pair of jeans and tough looking shoes. While Nichole was dressed in pink, with little girly shoes and a dress. Keeping her twins close to her and balancing the two bottles on one arm as she took a bite of the food that she’d bought for herself that she hadn’t even had a chance to try and eat yet. Emery was dressed like any typical fifteen year old in some kind of plaid shirt and a skirt with leggings on under it and some kind of cool looking shoe. The young songstress was humming Blackbird by the Beatles to her Twins. Ok not a lullaby but she didn’t like traditional lullabies and things so she picked unique ones for the twins. Things like Without you from RENT, and One Day I’ll fly away from Moulin Rouge and things like that. She was a musical girl all the way, so her children were going to grow up on it though. She knew how that went she grew up on musicals herself. But she’d support her children whatever they wanted to do.
This moment where she was out in public with them her hair pulled into a braid and she was feeding them and they were happy and cooing while she was humming was one of those moments where she was glad she didn’t give them up. She knew she wasn’t as mature as most parents, but she knew that there was nothing she could do about it. She was totally relaxed at the moment the twins weren’t crying or anything. She wasn’t up at four o clock in the morning because they needed something. She was in the mall with them, it was day time they were happy everything seemed to be ok, even if the fifteen year old still had some of her selfcentered traits that most fifteen years old had. She sometimes felt that the twins should wait for her to do things first not the other way around at the moment but what did you do about it. She was just fifteen the maturity would come given the time to gain it to be with her twins and love them more than she did herself. And that was ok she did love them that was the thing that was why she couldn’t give them up but maybe at the same time she would have recognized that she needed to love them more was to give them up but she couldn’t part with them they were hers, and they were perfect she’d pulled out of her adoption from before hand and things like that.
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Post by Spencer Adam Hall on Dec 28, 2009 21:04:35 GMT -5
you’re the new classic, you’re the new p.y.t.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - It was like she’d been summoned! Spencer sat up in his seat when a young female with two babies came walking through the food court. She sat down and began to feed the two children. He’d seen this before. Only it was live. It was through old home movies of him and his mom when he was just a baby. His uncle had filmed the early years of his life…which also meant the last two years of high school for his mother. Erin Hall had a one night stand with a guy from her class and Spencer came along eight and a half months later. Uncle Evan was always the father figure to him.
However, Spencer wasn’t assuming anything but he was curious. Curious enough to ask this girl if those were her children. He hoped she wouldn’t take it the wrong way, but he had to ask. Maybe this was the muse for his song that he’d been looking for.
Spencer stood up and walked over to the girl. “Uh, hi,” he said. “Do you mind if I ask you a personal question? Are those your children? I don’t mean to be rude, I just…I’ve seen this scene before. I can kinda relate to it.” He said it in the least rudest way possible, keeping himself very optimistic and pleasurable. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! OPENOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 221 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "NEW CLASSIC" BY DREW SEELEY + SELENA GOMEZ |
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Post by emery on Dec 28, 2009 21:25:05 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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Woah what just happened there, thought Emery to herself. She was suddenly not sure what to say because her parents told her to lie but she loved her babies how could she tell some guy they weren’t hers when she spent all her days and nights with them except when she was at school. She had some post partum depression when she was sent back to school but her mom had helped her work through it telling her that Noah and Nichole would be there when she got home from school that no one was taking them from her. She looked at the guy her humming ceased to exist which started to make the twins a little fussy. She couldn’t seem to find the words right away. She sighed and pursed her lips slightly but didn’t know how to make the words form where she didn’t sound like some kind of whore. She’d only had sex once with the one guy which was how she ended up with the twins, the beautiful twins who were her life, and she still loved their father but she couldn’t mess up his life like she messed up hers. She put the bottles down and then picked up both of the fussy twins one in each arm bouncing them lightly to keep them entertained and everything like that so that they’d settle into a nap.
"Y-yeah th-they’re m-mine why do you ask" said Emery stumbling over the first part of the sentence
She’d missed most of his sentence before and after the question about if her kids were hers. She was fifteen she couldn’t look too much like a mom could she. But then again the way she acted with the twins said a thousand words as to how the twins could be hers. She was gentle and motherly toward them it wasn’t like a sibling was to a sibling it was how a mother was to a child. She knew that she’d changed since having them that they made her strive to be a better person and not this person who was just trying to get through with her life and things like that like most teens did. She didn’t’ think she was indestructible she saw now how fragile she was with the twins in her arms she felt even more vunerable. The fussy twins were starting to settle with her slight bouncing to calm them down. She knew that he wasn’t trying to be rude by his tone but his question had taken her off guard was all.
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Post by Spencer Adam Hall on Dec 28, 2009 21:36:53 GMT -5
you’re the new classic, you’re the new p.y.t.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Spence could tell that the girl had obviously been taken off guard. He needed to tell her why at this point, just so she wouldn’t think he was some random fucking weirdo. “Well, you’re children…that used to be me. My mom was a single teen parent. You are a teen aren’t you?” She couldn’t have been any older than seventeen from what he could tell. She was beautiful too. He had to give her that. Spencer casually sat down in a seat near him.
He spoke his next statement quietly, yet audible. “I’m Spencer by the way. I’m a local musician and I think you just sparked my muse for a new song.” He also hoped she didn’t take that the wrong way. It was just the truth. Spencer was nothing if not honest. It’s how he was raised. Despite being raised by a teen mother and minus a paternal father—despite his father figure-- he’d turned out pretty damn good. “I hope you don’t think I’m some floozy. I’m not psycho or anything. Just creative and curious.” He offered her a friendly smile to break the ice. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! OPENOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 188 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "NEW CLASSIC" BY DREW SEELEY + SELENA GOMEZ |
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Post by emery on Dec 28, 2009 21:50:53 GMT -5
*i love you and that's all I really know;;
``IT'S A LOVE STORY BABY JUST SAY YES,,
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "well you’re children, that used to be me. My mom was a single teen parent. You are a teen aren’t you?."
Emery nodded slightly to what he said about her being a teen parent. She was younger than most teen parents were she was only fifteen and had two children that she couldn’t give up. She loved those two more than anything in the world even if it was hard on her to have them so young. She adjusted slightly as Noah started to fall asleep, she knew Nichole would soon follow that was how it always was, on started crying they’d soon both be crying, one fell asleep both would be in a short amount of time. She didn’t turn this guy away but she wasn’t exactly sure what to think just yet so she kept quiet andcalm rather than panicking right away. She’d know if trouble were coming soon enough.
”I’m Spencer by the way. I’m a local musician and I think you just sparked my muse for a new song”
Ok weird, she was someones muse, that seemed weird to her, and things like that. She wasn’t sure what to do about that so she just kept quiet at the moment and things like that. She just sat still with the twins trying not to seem more shy than she was already. The young girl shook her head slightly to move a chunk of hair out of her eyes and things like that. She wasn’t exactly the kind of girl that would be able to go into modeling anymore and things like that. She sighed and then looked at Spence r again he didn’t seem too much like he was mean or anything like that.
”I hope you don’t think I’m some floozy. I’m not a psycho or anything just creative and curious”
"I’m Emery, I don’t think you’re a psycho, you’d just took me off guard is all" said Emery
Her brown hair was in her way again so she shook her head once more, keeping her blue eyes steady and calm though even though she was panicking a little bit on the inside. She was just trying to keep calm the calmer she was the better off she was, right she hoped that was right it would have gone the other way she guessed but she didn’t really know about things like that. She knew her long hair was going to be an issue when hair pulling got involved with them.
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Post by Spencer Adam Hall on Dec 28, 2009 22:03:05 GMT -5
you’re the new classic, you’re the new p.y.t.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Spencer smiled. “Well, it’s nice to meet you Emery. And thank you for not thinking me a weirdo. I’m a just a nineteen year old artist. Nothing more, nothing less.” He laughed. He looked at the children again, as they were drifting off to sleep. “They’re beautiful kids. Do you mind if I ask their names?” He remembered the story of why his mother had named him Spencer. It was the name of her best friend who’d died in a car accident when they were 13. It had been a girl friend of hers, and luckily it was a unisex name. He didn’t mind being named after a girl. It worked for his mom and it worked for him.
His uncle Evan had hated the name at first from what he’d heard. Spencer still laughed today at his mom’s brother for making fun of his sister’s choice of name. Now, Evan thought the name was okay, but he loved his nephew. And Spencer loved his uncle, who was more of a father than an uncle in many ways. Spencer just wished that his uncle had married someone and had kids so he could’ve had someone to play with as a child. And since he was homeschooled, it didn’t help matters. The fact was, his mom and uncle just couldn’t afford to send him to school. Luckily, they were smart enough to teach him themselves. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! OPENOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 234 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "NEW CLASSIC" BY DREW SEELEY + SELENA GOMEZ |
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Post by emery on Dec 29, 2009 2:40:54 GMT -5
*i love you and that's all I really know;;
``IT'S A LOVE STORY BABY JUST SAY YES,,
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "Well it’s nice to meet you Emery. And thank you for not thinking me a weirdo. I’m just a nineteen year old artist. Nothing more nothing less" he laughed ”They’re beautiful kids. Do you mind if I ask their names?”
Emery sighed slightly shifting her weight again to keep both kids from falling. She was good at this balancing act at this point in time with the twins at four months old they were everything to her. She was calm and everything like that though even though anyone could see it in her face she was tired but she seemed to have that kind of a serene thinking to her that made her look not quite as tired. She had her long hair behind her shoulder and in a loose braid to keep it out of her way and things like that and if she went two days without being able to wash it more than once for that long. She was having one of those days where she couldn’t really stand to be out and about but her babies needed stuff and her parents were nice enough to give her the money for it.
"The little girl is Nichole and the boy is Noah. Noah means Rest, Peace because he’s my peaceful guy. Nichole means Victory of the People because she’s my strong girl, she’s my strong one, my little fighter" said Emery
Nichole had been a little fighter, she’d been a very ill little girl when she was born she had to be a fighter to get better and all of that. Emery remembered sitting there wishing that the girl would wake up and cry or something like that. She just wanted the little girl that would be pretty or something like that. Something special was going to come from that girl and she knew it would. Just like her peaceful boy would do something special and amazing and peaceful. Noah was the calm one and the sweet one and things like that. She was just hoping that both of her tiny babies would be ok.
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Post by Spencer Adam Hall on Dec 29, 2009 9:27:25 GMT -5
you’re the new classic, you’re the new p.y.t.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Spencer smiled. “Those are nice names. I was named after my mom’s dead best girl friend. Long story.” He noticed that she was balancing the twins wells. Should I offer to help her? he thought. This was one thing his mom probably couldn’t relate to. Spencer was an only child, sadly enough, and his mom always had one arm open. And when his uncle took over for her, she had both arms free.
“Are you doing anything in particular here? I could take you somewhere more comfortable. I would really like to get to know you, Emery. And if I could be of any help, I would gladly do so.” His instincts were telling him this was the right thing to do and it felt good to help out someone in her position. He almost wished that his mother had never been in that situation, but without it, he wouldn’t be here. Emery seemed like a really sweet girl who just got herself in a bad place. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! OPENOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! 167 CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "NEW CLASSIC" BY DREW SEELEY + SELENA GOMEZ |
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Post by emery on Dec 30, 2009 0:36:31 GMT -5
IT SAYS SO MUCH, IT'S NO SURPRISE TO YOU
But I've got something left inside ---------------------------- ”I named them for their personalities and how they came into the world, Nichole had to fight to survive, which is why her name means Victory of the people” said Emery “Noah’s always been my calm quiet one. Very peaceful and his name is restful, peace”
She knew that she needed some help so that she could eat but the twins were more important than that. She knew her babies were always going to be the most important thing to her. She blew her bangs off of her forehead since they were in her eyes and things like that. She knew that she was bothered by it and things like that. She knew she needed to get a haircut but money was tight with the twins around so she was forgoing some of the things she liked and wanted and things like that. She kissed the top of Noah’s head and then the top of Nichole’s head she needed to take care of them she loved them. She was always there for them and she’d be there for them for their entire lives. She knew that some day they’d get mad at her she’d say no to them. She knew that they’d get upset with her, she’d get upset with them but she was ready for that kind of things, she’d always love them even if she did decide that she couldn’t do this alone anymore.
“I was doing some shopping for the twins” said Emery]
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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!;;
This thread was made by Haleigh1014@ CAUTION TO THE WIND. You thinking about stealing? I'll have you assassinated. Lyrics are Remember December by Demi Lovato.
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Post by Spencer Adam Hall on Dec 31, 2009 21:22:58 GMT -5
you’re the new classic, you’re the new p.y.t.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Spencer nodded. "Well I would love to be of help. Anything you need." He was one hundred percent honest and faithful. He was going to help Emery out, even if it killed him. His mom, Erin, had always said he needed to do some good in this world that didn't have anything to do with music. This was going to be it: helping out a young teen mother almost exactly like his own mother.
Erin and Evan would certainly be proud of him. It was like deja vu, though, so they would probably question him. The first question that would come up was if he was the biological father, and his answer would be hell no because he'd just met her. He was sure they would understand. Even though she wasn't family, she was still in dire need and he could tell that much just by taking one glance at her. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! OPENOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! idk CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "NEW CLASSIC" BY DREW SEELEY + SELENA GOMEZ |
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Post by emery on Jan 2, 2010 22:50:09 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] ”I was hoping to get to eat something but probably not going to happen with the twins they always seem to have other ideas when I want to eat though” said Emery
Emery didn’t’ mind she loved her twins they were hers, she knew that questions always went around them for things like who was the father, the father well Emery still loved him. She always could love him but she couldn’t tell him that he had twins because his life could still go somewhere. She needed him to be around his children but she couldn’t do that to him because of it. She loved it, she needed to deal with everything on her own. She loved him though and she wanted to scream it at him everytime she saw him. She wanted to scream I love you to him all the time. She didn’t know what else to do and things like that. She was too shy to yell it out at him that he was a father and that she didn’t want to be without him how could she want to be without him how could she ever want to be with out him. She knew that she loved him and she hoped he felt the same about her but she could never tell because they were just watching and things like that.
“They always have other ideas don’t you babies” said Emery partially to Spencer and the twins.
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Post by Spencer Adam Hall on Jan 2, 2010 23:29:29 GMT -5
you’re the new classic, you’re the new p.y.t.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "I could always go get some food for you," Spencer offered. "Or I could keep an eye on the twins while you do it yourself. Although, option one probably sounds better to you considering we just met." In his own mind, he knew Emery would be able to trust him with her twin, however putting himself in Emery's shoes, he wouldn't trust him either.
There was no offense taken.
Spencer was prepared to do whatever he could to help this lonely teenager out. He knew they could become great friends. Personally, he would be greatful to her for putting him to work...giving him something useful to do. Erin and Evan would definately be proud of him. Spencer would be doing something productive. Other than his music, not much more of the things he did were productive. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGS! OPENOUTFIT! BAMMNOTES! NONEMOOD! TIREDWORD COUNT! idk CREDITS! SAM-A-LAM LYRICS! "NEW CLASSIC" BY DREW SEELEY + SELENA GOMEZ |
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Post by emery on Jan 2, 2010 23:59:25 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] “It would be nice if you’d get me something to eat” said Emery
Emery was still the person that had a hard time letting go of the twins. If their father came up she’d pretty easily hand him one but other people who weren’t family to the twins were hard for her to give the twins too incase they’d take them from her. She’d be devastated if she’d ever lose her babies. She couldn’t give them up for adoption like agreed to in the first place. She’d been crying when they tried to take them from her and she just held tighter and more necessary and much more protectively of them. She could never lose them, they were her babies. She’d spent a long time trying to bring them into the world letting them go was harder than she’d ever thought it would be. She wondered if anyone else felt like that when they didn’t have the means to take care of their kids. She did have the means but she was so young. She loved them more than she thought anyone could love another person.
“I agree with the first option thing, I have a hard time letting them go” said Emery
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Post by Spencer Adam Hall on Jan 3, 2010 11:58:27 GMT -5
you’re the new classic, you’re the new p.y.t.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Spencer stood up. “Okay. Be right back.” He turned to leave, but then realized he didn’t know what she wanted. He turned back. “Uh…what is it exactly that you’d like?” Spence didn’t want to get her something that she wouldn’t like. That was of course unless she left the option up to him, then he’d probably get her Subway or something. A new mother needed healthy food…his mom always told him that.
Of course, he always thought it was a bunch of bullshit until now.
With his uncle, Spencer had always been steered right from wrong. His mom had done a fair job of raising him when she wasn’t working. Evan had insisted on Erin being a stay at home mom, since his role in the music business brought in a lot of dough. However, Erin was a working girl and she needed to do something productive outside of her son’s upbringing. That was fine as long as it was only a part time job. Evan didn’t like Erin being away from Spencer that long.
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