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 Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 3:00 pm
 ==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== "It's because I would start it off first.. I can always bring them in.. or wait and see how long it takes them to figure out that we aren't fighting..." She then just stares at him cold as she knew he was joking that he would not start a fight with her. She then got her slung a bag over her shoulders as she then planned to leave.. not for bar..but shopping. "I'll be going; checking out the shops and stuff and hopefully they have something useful I'll get, see ya." She then exits and goes down to the lobby and out as she checked out the outlets and all that.. clothes, shoes, etc. Some things she knew her stuff will wear out.. she then shrugs it off knowing that THIS was NEVER harmless.. unless you spend it from the boy's money.. then it's harmless.. she then chuckles as she checks out Hollister first, wanting to see the shirts and if she wants one of not.==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 3:52 pm
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Once again, he found himself weaving through the streets of Minneapolis. This time, though, he had a much more pleasant target. Slipping through the gates of the first park he could find, he seats himself on the first empty bench. Pulling a book from his bag, he claps the headphones from his tape player over his ears in an attempt to drown out the sounds of the other people in the park. The peace was not long lived, however, when he became swamped by teenage girls. Stifling a heavy sigh, he puts on his best Yes-I'm-Famous-But-I'm-Not-A-Jerk smile and goes about being general In-Public Emile.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 10:04 pm
==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== She then looked out from the mall window.. and well.. not surprisingly she sees Em with the many girls right there. She frowns as she then just continues shopping...forgetting about that same attention she kind of wanted like Em gets as much... She then shakes her head feeling ashamed as she is as she then just goes to a shoe store to look at the shoes that she plans on getting.. since her old eyes are now starting to get holes. She then started to remember the times when she and her Dad shop around and it was always a good time.. most of the girls though don't like their dads shopping with them, but Laura did. She sighs as she didn't get what was so special about Em that girls see? Charm? Look, Attitude?! Oh wait.. Attitude was bad.. she sighs as she then gets the shoes she wants and then leaves the place.. now not in the mood to go on and shop.. She got back to the room with the new shoe in the bag as she then just sits down and sighs. "Don't girls have anything better to do than following a damn celebrity..?"==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 8:58 am
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 7:48 am
==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== She then grumbled as soon as she felt the hat hit her eye as she then stands up and rubs the eye that got hit as she wondered why he was back like 10 minutes after her? Guess he got tired of being chased around by women.. she snickers at the thought..but never imagines herself going after a celebrity really..it was just a train of thought. "Tired already? Thought it would take you 30 minutes before you get too tired of the women.." She was going to try to act normal for now..even though the cake was being made for them after the concert...it was just something that kind of stirred her mind, and also that prevented her from doing anything stupid for a couple days until the concert was up..otherwise she wondered why the hell Em was so famous even though his attitude sucks..==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 1:51 pm
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 5:08 pm
==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== She then sees that he gets out of the room as she sat up and decided to take some notes on that song she was gonna sing to her 'oh lovely' mother...bunch of s*it. She rolls her eyes and chuckles as she then wrote down some more while watching the Travel Channel which Ghost Adventures was on investigating the Vista Hospital in Los Angeles. She wondered if maybe she will go to a haunted area.. it will be VERY interesting.. she wondered if there was any of those locations nearby as she then sits up and bed, instead of writing of her mother, writing down about ghost and demons......
She wondered how long it was sine she watched the show, and taken notes.. she felt a litle numb as she just laid there, yawning.. sometimes closing her eyes because of her laziness right now and all..she felt hungry but knew it was bad to eat a lot so she just laid there, watching TV, and sometimes looking down upon her notes to make sure it sounds right.==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 6:16 pm
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