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theshy1sout · 4 years

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Poppy’s extraordinary playlist

As you can see, it’s a crossover fanfiction ( TrollsxZEP AU). I wrote it because my English teacher said that I should write stories to train my language skills (I have a really big problem with past tenses). So... I decided to write this. It’s also a story I promised to write for my best friend (yep, I mean you, @livinginithilien-blog). Please, don’t take it seriously I’m just learning English XD I’ve decided to publish it cause it’s a really cringing and funny idea.

So... Let’s start?

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Chapter 1

Sun was rising. Birds were singing. Whole Trolls Village started the day like always, humming morning songs and making streets full of colors, smiles, and laughs. Days like this made Poppy feel she was the perfect Queen in the happiest place ever. She could make every single troll happy, wasn’t it the best proof?

- Sup, Pops - she heard a familiar voice, so she turned around to find out which of her friends it was. Poppy smiled when her eyes lied on an orange-hair red-skin troll.

- What’s up, DJ? It’s really surprising to see you up your feet this early.

DJ chuckled.

- You mean 9 am?

- Yea - Poppy smiled wider.

- Oh girl, is it that bad with me? - she asked, rubbing her bit blurry eyes and then yawned loudly.

Poppy giggled. She called all of her friends from the Snack Pack ‘besties” but if she had to point the closest one, it would be DJ Suki. She was always chill the peaceful and kinda tired whole time. But the most important for Poppy was the fact that she treated her so… normally. She could forget about being Queen and felt truly like a regular troll from the Village with her.

- Oh man, yesterday there was a really huge party and I hosted it the whole fricking night - DJ started tiredly, out of nowhere.

- I know, Suki, I was there - Poppy smiled. - I even talked with you once and brought you a drink while you were remixing this funny song about muffins.

DJ looked at her really confused. But then she smiled too, facepalming.

- I forgot... I really forgot! - DJ chuckled. - I Just played music the whole night. I was, you know, on the...

-... DJ wave - Poppy interrupted her doing wave by her arm. They laughed so loud.

- You're really good at it - Poppy added.

- Thank you! Wanna hear my brand new song? - she started out of nowhere as usual, excitedly clenching fists.

- You made a New song?? How did you find time to do it? - Poppy was really impressed.

- Oh well - DJ waved one hand. - You know... Anywhere. During the parties for example. Anyway, I was soo ecstatic to show you this one! That's why I woke up so early to catch you before your Queen’s routine. So! We have to go to my pod till...

- Good morning, my ladies - They heard the voice behind them. It was Creek. DJ clenched her teeth.

- Too late - She whispered quietly so Poppy couldn't hear it. Before Pink troll could ask what she said, she felt gently kiss on her cheek.

- Mornin, sweetie - Creek smiled mildly.

- Mornin, honey - Poppy smiled back.

- What are you doing? - He started, forgetting about greeting DJ Suki. But also she looked kinda glad about it.

- Just walking and talking. Kinda normal morning - Poppy answered. - I’ve been thinking about visiting my dad lately.

- Oh, we can do it now if you don't mind it.

- No, it's a lovely idea! - Poppy beamed.

- Go without me. I... I'm tired, I'll catch a nap - DJ said tiredly and then started walking faster through her pod.

- I'll meet you later? - Poppy just shouted cause DJ was now too for asking about... whatever was wrong with her.

- Sure! I'll be in the pod all day! - She screamed back and went away.

- I feel like she doesn't like me - Creek said sadly, holding her hand.

- No, I think she just wanted to show me something. Don't worry, she's DJ Suki! I'm sure she's just tired after yesterday's party.

Creek nodded his head.

- Yea, It was HUGE!

- Yes, it is! - Poppy smiled widely. She squeezed his hand and felt as he squeezed her back. She took a deep breath just enjoying the day. It was just another perfect, lazy morning in her perfect, happy life. And there was nothing that could destroy it.

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Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap...

- Queen Poppy. Can you just stop tapping on my desk for a sec?

Poppy stopped confusedly, placing her hands on her knees.

- Thank you - Doctor said and looked back at papers he read.

Poppy had never been in the hospital before. There was so white, so quiet and so tension. She wished she didn't have to go here again. She was just waiting till the doctor would say her dad’s ok and it was just normal fainting during the walking just because he’s old and he gets tired faster than before. She was sure that, King Peppy was such a very strong troll, and going with him to the hospital wasn’t really necessary.

- So - Poppy jumped on her seat when the doctor suddenly started talking. - I should begin with: That hadn't been just normal fainting as I Thought before X-ray and MRI.

Poppy gulped, which sounded so loud in the big empty doctor's cabinet. The doctor put papers on the desk, split hands, and looked straight in her pink eyes.

- I need to be honest with you, Queen Poppy - she said calmer. - Your dad has a tumor in his brain and there's nothing we can do about it. It's just too late. We can only make him stay alive with chemotherapy, but you have to prepare yourself for his... Passing away.

Poppy had just a blank face. She didn't know what she could say, do, or even think.

- I know how hard it is for you - Doctor tried to lift her spirit a bit up. - The good thing is that you have lots of time to spend with your dad and say goodbye to him. I'm sure he will live for a whole year, maybe a bit more. Till then, he has to stay here, we'll give him medicines. We have to start chemotherapy as fast as it’s possible. And don’t worry about visiting - you can come here every time you need.

Poppy stayed quiet. It was too much, too early, too unexpected... She stared at one point with a blank mind and a fast-beating heart.

- There's also one important thing you should do - The doctor took some other papers and started writing. When she finished she gave them to Poppy with a serious face.

- This is an agreement for an X-ray and MRI for you. There is a big chance that you have a tumor too and this time we have to know it faster.

Poppy set her eyes on the paper in her hand. She felt bile on her tongue.

- Can you give me a claim that You'll do it? - Doctor asked.

Poppy nodded slowly.

- Yes - she said gulping loudly. - Yes, I'll do.

After she left the doctor's cabinet she saw Creek who was waiting for her in the hall. He went toward her as he saw her.

- Is everything ok? - He asked holding her arm with his hands and trying to catch her empty sight.

- No - she said calmly. - No, nothing’s ok.

She felt his arm on her back as he hugged her tightly. She didn't see anything at this moment, didn't think anything and didn't feel. She just didn't understand. Why? Why did this happen? Why her father?

It was just unfair.

For some reason, she didn't want to talk about it with Creek. She told him of course but didn't want to talk. She just didn't let herself feel or think about her dad till she did X-ray and MRI. So it was the only thing she wanted to do after talking with a doctor.

While she was walking with Creek through the hospital hall looking for an X-ray room, she noticed that there was so dark even though it was the middle of the day. She took a look through the window and saw that rain was pouring heavily. It made her feel even more blue and empty, cause in the Trolls Village it's barely raining.

They found an MRI room first so Poppy decided to go there before X-ray. She desperately wanted to put it behind her as fast as possible. The white, violet-hair troll in the MRI room was really nice. He described everything she had to know about MRI and guided through the machine. Finally, when she lay down on the white table, he showed her big red headphones, looking exactly like the Suki's one.

- It’s really loud in there. I can put on some music for you. Wanna?

Poppy sighed. She wasn’t in the happy-pop-music mood.

- Ok - She answered. - But please, put something calm.

He smiled giving her headphone and then looking at his Phone.

- Do you like the piano? Just the piano?

- It would be perfect. Thanks.

He left her alone in the room and after a brief while the table where she lay started moving into a big, white, donut-shaped machine. She heard smooth piano sounds but still felt bad and kinda dizzy because of feelings and thoughts she was trying to hide so hard. She closed her eyes and tried to let the music calm her.

The machine trembled. She opened her eyes only to see that everything was shaking. She heard muffled sounds, but she couldn’t recognize any of them. She wanted to take off the headphone but then when she got her hands up to ears she was blinded by the white light. She closed tight her eyes. She desperately squeezed her head trying to stop seeing a really bright light. The head started filling with sounds, voices, and screams. She was terrified.

But then everything just stopped and she woke up outside the machine lying on the white table. She was breathing hard. She threw her eyes in every direction trying to understand what had just happened.

- Everything’s okay? - She heard the violet-hair troll voice.

But no, there was nothing ok in there.

- Yea... - She breathed quietly.

- I’m not sure what’s happened in there - He said ribbing his neck. - I saw something during the process, but maybe it was just my imagination. ... But you look really terrified. Are you sure everything’s alright?

She was silent for a while, trying to gather the thought and feelings.

- What did you see? - She asked, ignoring his question.

- I saw... Kinda... lightning hitting the MRI machine? But I’m sure it was only my imagination. I guess...

He looked really worried. She wanted to show him that she felt good and there was nothing wrong with what he did so she sat on the table and took off the headphone smiling as wide as she could at that moment.

- It’s ok - She said. - I’m ok. But... The MRI is done?

- Oh, yea, of course, I’ll give you CD, gimme a sec - And then he ran into the computer lab where he was during the MRI process.

She left this room with a weird feeling. But the X-ray went without any problem so she could come back to the doctor cabinet faster than she’d thought. But still, she couldn’t forget about the MRI.

The doctor took the CDs from her and started to open it on the computer and print the most important ones to show Poppy later. Queen waited patiently, but couldn’t stand the silence in the small white room anymore. So she decided to talk with the doctor.

- How is it? - She asked out of nowhere.

The doctor looked at her confused.

- How is what?

- Being a doctor. You know, helping trolls every day is really... making you happy, I guess? I love helping trolls with their problems! It’s like...

- I’m sorry, Queen Poppy. I can see your point, but being a doctor is not the same as Being Queen.

Poppy stopped for a sec surprised but her answer.

- So... How is it? - She asked again, not knowing what kind of answer she could expect.

Doctor sighed.

- You know every day is like...

And then she stopped. She looked like thinking a lot so Poppy let them stay in silence for a minute, hoping that She answered soon. But suddenly she heard gently piano music. She turned around to find where the music was coming from but there was nothing but a doctor’s desk and the computer. She wondered whether the doctor played the music from the computer to make the vibe or something like that. But it seemed absurd and pathetic. Even trolls didn’t do that in the middle of the hospital, especially the doctor, who was a really serious person. Poppy looked at her trying to find out if she really played this music from the computer, but she was really focused on her thought. And then, making Poppy surprised, the doctor started to sing:

Hello Darkness, my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again

- Emm... Excuse me? - Poppy was seriously confused, but the doctor evidently ignored her.

Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping

The doctor stood up from the chair and dancing slowly she came to the window behind her.

And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence

- Ms. Doctor... - Poppy stood up to and went toward the doctor, but she behaved like she didn’t see the queen and didn’t even hear her. She continued singing, looking sadly through the window at the trolls walking around the street:

And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share And no one dared Disturb the sound of silence

After the last line of the song she came back to her desk and sat down at the computer. Then she noticed Poppy wasn’t on her chair and started turning around just to find her standing by the window.

- What are you doing here? - the doctor asked her like she wasn’t there a few moments ago.

- What am I doing here? What were YOU doing here! I saw you singing and dancing a song! A really depressing one! - Poppy couldn’t control herself, throwing arms everywhere.

- What are you talking about? - Doctor frowned. - I’m just sitting right here all the time. Just... - She stopped, her face melted a bit. - thinking deeply about things, but nothing else. I don’t know what’s in your mind, but if you can’t stay patiently in silence for a minute you can wait in the hall.

Now Poppy disoriented and angry at the same time. Cause that was rude. And humiliating for her as queen. She turned red and left a cabinet not feeling great with that.

- Something more is wrong? - Creek tried to guess seeing her king of mad. She noticed him only second later. She rubbed her face by her hands trying to calm herself.

- I’m just tired - She sighed. - Let’s go out of this place.

- But don’t you want to visit your dad? - Creek asked confusedly, running behind her.

- Please, I want... just leave this place - She mumbled not stopping walking.

They then went out of the hospital, the rain was just a drizzle. The sky was milky grey and the trolls were just walking around enjoying fresh wet.

- Poppy, I’m so worried about your behavior - Creek started talking, walking by her side. - You’re just doing the really weird the whole day. I know you’re the really upset cause of your dad, but you can help yourself by escaping from him and your problems!

Poppy stayed quiet, holding her arms by her hands and walking through the street full of trolls.

- I don’t need help - She answered after a while. - I just... needed some fresh air and...

Help! I need somebody

She stopped. Someone sang in the middle of the street. She started looking around.

Help! not just anybody Help! you know I need someone Help!

She saw him. It was a random orange troll with green hair. He definitely just stopped in the middle of the street and sang. She could say that it was normal, trolls sang a lot, every day was full of happy pop songs, but this one wasn’t happy. It was a sad song. Again.

Suddenly the girl in the shop started singing too. And even dancing.

I never needed anybody's help in any way But now these days are gone, I'm not so self assured

And then a few random trolls joined them.

Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors.

- Creek, do you see that? - Poppy turned to him. She was really scared. But he seemed not to notice anything weird on the street. He looked around and asked what he should have seen. She couldn’t believe that he didn’t see or hear it cause now every single troll on the street was singing. And they were singing TO HER.

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down And I do appreciate you being 'round Help me get my feet back on the ground Won't you please, please help me?

What’s happened? What’s wrong with her? She couldn’t understand why they sang that to her, she always thought that she’s a perfect queen in the country full of happy trolls. But they sang they needed help. She couldn’t help everybody!

And now my life has changed in oh so many ways My independence seems to vanish in the haze But every now and then I feel so insecure I know that I just need you like I've never done before

She couldn’t stand it anymore. She started running ignoring Creek calling her out. She ran through the street and the singing troll were running after her not stopping the song:

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down And I do appreciate you being 'round Help me get my feet back on the ground Won't you please, please help me

She escaped to the forest, out of the village. But she didn’t run so far. Just a bit, only to stop hearing the singing trolls. She was afraid of the forest a bit, she didn’t want to be lost in the woods, she just wanted to be alone for a sec. She sat by the nearest tree and held her knees, breathing hard. She was watching the trolls between the leaves. They started walking just like they hadn’t sung or danced a second before. Like any of this hadn’t happened. She tried to calm herself down and understand what it was.

The melody of the “Help” sound sounded in her ears. She wonders if it were exactly the trolls’ thoughts. It would make some sense why the doctor sang that sad song too. But why did she see somebody’s thoughts as a sad song performance? She tried to rewind the memory of the last few hours. And then she realized something.

The MRI.

Maybe the violet-hair troll truly saw the lightning hitting the machine. And maybe it caused some kind of... Intermixture between her mind and headphone? It sounded ridiculous, but there was kinda weird logic. Plus she couldn’t explain it to herself better than that.

- So... You can hear trolls thoughts as a sad song by now - She said to herself, laying her head on her knees. - You’re a little weirdo, Poppy. I hope you can’t hear every single thought, it’d be the weirdest disaster ever.

She sighed. For a sec she let herself not think about anything. It was enough that her feelings were a terrible mess. She felt so lonely with them like nobody cold help her or even understand her.

And then she heard it. An angel voice.

All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces

She turned her head up to find who’s singing this time, in the forest on the edge of the village.

Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere

She found him. He sat really high on a branch and looked sadly down on the village.

Their tears are filling up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head, I want to drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow

He sang genuinely clear and he put into the melody lots of sadness and melancholy. For some reason it made her feel kinda understood and not that forlorn. They were there both, her and this stranger on the tree - grieved, alone, and lost in the woods. She closed her eyes and let the genius singer sing.

And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very very Mad world, mad world

He finished. After a while of silence, she opened her eyes to check up if he was still there. Yes, he was. She was curious about who was that. She knew exactly every single troll in her village but she felt like she saw him for the first time in her life. She squinted her eyes to see him better and then she saw it.

He was gray!

She didn’t know that there was a gray troll in her village! How was it even possible? She stared at his black hair in the distance without any moves. He Must have lived in the forest, there was no other point why she hadn’t known her before. It was awful. How long did he live there without any help? It was her royal duty to make sure that every single troll in her village was happy!

She looked at the trolls walking peacefully through the village streets. She had to help them. If there was a troll who could do that it was her. Maybe that’s why she got this weird thoughts-hearing power. She was like the chosen one and the quest. Started. Now.

She stood up and looked up at the gray troll’s branch, but he disappeared. She decided to find everyone who could know something about him. She would find him and she’d help, as a good queen does. Feeling strong with that decision she stepped into the village, ready for everything.

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There’s one important thing I have to say about writing this fanfiction - my bestie (much better with foreign language than me) helps me a lot with writing it correctly. She checks up every single chapter before I post it and fix most of my awful mistakes. Thank you very much @livinginithilien-blog, I will thank you after every single chapter I’ll post.

And below every chapter, I’ll write ang link song I use them. Tell me If you like it in this way or maybe you prefer idk if I link the songs in the text on the beginning? Tell me about it, please

The Doctor - Sound of Silence

Trolls - Help!

The mystery grey troll (no one knows who is that. No one.) - Mad World

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polygamyff · 4 years

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40. Part 2

Leon grinned at me “what?” I said confused that he is staring at me like that “nothing, just seeing my friend flourish. You were sat there telling me you were bloated? You are a lying fucking bitch, you are stood there with your legs out, with your little black dress on. Bitch you are wearing the shortest of dresses, bloated where!” he shouted at me, I giggled as I opened my red lipstick “well I felt it, I don’t know maybe it was just me. Don’t judge me ok? Do I look good?” I twirled around “you look so beautiful, weird enough you look less stressed. You look so happy, that is weird” side eyeing Leon “stop it, don’t think because I am single that I am happier, I’m not. I wish for things to be different, but I can’t just lay in my bed and cry about it can I? And also, you said something that triggered me, I wasn’t myself, that confident me. I want that again so we are going to go out and have some fun” turning around to the mirror “mhmm, don’t lean forward too much, can I send a picture to Maurice? Please” I chuckled “nope, you do not do that. Leave him out of it, I am excited to see your other half, is he cute? I am happy to have another gay bestie, I can share” applying my red lipstick “no, you are my baby mother. I want to keep you both separate, I told him how much you mean to me and he is so excited to meet you. I have a few others coming over, also a surprise. A little one anyways” popping my lips in the mirror “cool, I am glad that Reign is with her dad now. I am settled to start having some fun. You know what Leon; I am so thankful for this dress. You got taste or did you want me to look a whore?” Leon laughed “erm, well when you split with him, I was like she needs to have a good time, and I thought you would look good. Tight little black dress, your body is so nice though. How can any fucking man cheat? I don’t get it; I mean he didn’t cheat but what the fuck!? You’re beautiful” Leon is too sweet to me.

Walking down the steps slowly “oh wow, Robbie. Are you looking for another man?” My mom said “Oh no mother, I do not want a man right now. I want y’all to know that, I am going out for me. I am going to go out and have fun, also if he sees then I hope he misses me. I just think I need to be me; I need that Robyn back. Leon is right, I lost myself in his shit. Anyways is the Uber here?” my mom is being judgemental with her looks “it is, let’s go beautiful. Bye mom” Leon said, my mom smiled at me shaking her head “bye mother” opening my bag, just to check that my lipstick is in here and it is “I wish we didn’t need to get an Uber, we should use Maurice’ name and get a SUV” opening my front door “nope, we do not do that silly” stepping outside, I am ready to let my hair down to be honest. Walking towards the car, with Leon behind me “you know I am only joking about you finding a man, I know you’re not here for that, we will have a good time” I don’t understand what made them think I wanted another man, the only thing I want is to have a good time and if I end up drunk I hope Leon hides my ass and helps me to bed, he best not get drunk either because he needs to save me, he needs to make sure I am ok first. Leon said that I changed, I did change because I was so stuck in my ways with everything in my life. I know I still have the shit going on but I just want to party, have a good time and be drunk as fuck.

Grabbing my bag from Leon as I got out of the car “thank you” pulling my dress down “you’re really like my husband, it’s funny” Leon grabbed my hand and placed it over his shoulder as we made our way to Playhouse “let’s see what other rich men we can find in Hollyweird, also we can stay at Jacob’ place, he has a spare room. So if you do get drunk we have a place” the security just stared at Leon and then me “it’s her birthday, be nice” Leon announced “happy birthday” smiling at him “if you need any protection let me know” I laughed walking into the club “Jacob is already here!!” Leon shouted over the music; it has been a while since I have been in a club, I have missed it to be honest. Following behind Leon “we have got a table!” I can tell he has, we are going to the stage, I guess we got a table to the set, I am here for that. I feel so giddy, like I cannot even contain myself right now “Jacob!! My girl, Robyn she is here!” Leon ran towards this guy; oh he is cute. Leon hugged him, my mouth hung open pointing, Damon just smiled at me “I have heard so much about you, finally we meet. You are Leon’ wife, baby mother and everything else. I am Jacob” smiling at him “nice to meet the man that is settling this whore down” I thought we was going to shake hands but he hugged me “I am so glad to meet you, I have heard such good things about you and happy birthday girl” I laughed “thank you Jacob, I really appreciate it. You are handsome” I pointed at him moving back from the hug “Robyn, this is my girl. We work in the club together Asia, she is so cool. Like you will like her” she is Asian, funny enough her name is Asia “nice to meet you, I love your dress. Did Leon also pick that out? I know his taste” she laughed “how do you know, he did. You look so pretty, like Leon says how beautiful you are but you are so pretty” she got the weed, I peeped the blunt “thank you” looking at Leon “why did you bring him?” I mouthed to him; I didn’t think Leon would understand but he did “he asked! He missed his friend” Leon winked; well I wouldn’t say that but then again we didn’t leave on bad terms either “stranger as fuck?” Damon said “me? Never, you just forgot about me, come on now” I lied “you know damn well, you had the baby and that was it, oh I will bring her in. You are a liar” I laughed, he is right “happy birthday though” smiling at Damon “thank you, I mean I was eventually going to bring her in” I lied.

Sitting next to Asia, I need new female friends besides Nalah “I rolled you one” she is sweet “thank you, how sweet. How did you know?” I asked “you eyed it up, I knew from the start. Leon asked, he goes my wife, she don’t have many female friends because they are all full of shit, they break her heart. And I was like Leon if she puts up with you, she must be cool, and look at that” placing the blunt between my lips, she held the lighter to me. Maybe she is lesbian, I didn’t think that. I have not had this in so long, it’s been so long. Closing my eyes as I blew the smoke from my lips “you needed that girl” she nudged me, opening my eyes “I did” I laughed “it’s going to hit me hard, I know it. It’s been a while, like I haven’t come out like this in so long. When I became a mother, it was like I changed and I wasn’t like this” rolling my eyes “you’re a mother, wow. You let someone breed you? You seem like a girl that would be fussy” she is funny, taking some more of the blunt in “love sucks girl” blowing the smoke out “it does, but incoming” she pointed behind me, looking behind and seeing Damon “it’s not him is it?” shaking my head “hell no, I work with him” Damon sat across from me “no, that is not mine” I shook my head “come on, it’s your birthday! Take the damn shot!” I hate it, like I am not that “come on now” he held it out to me “come on now, all of you. I ain’t got these just for me to have” seeing as they all are doing it, taking the shot from him “To Robyn Willis!!” he shouted holding it up, I want to gag already “Robyn Willis” they all said, let me just down this quick as I can because no, downing the contents.

Who would’ve thought, I am on my second blunt. I am so glad someone got weed here, feeling a pair of arms wrap around my shoulders “And you'll be left in the dust, unless I stuck by ya. You're a sunflower, I think your love would be too much” Leon sang in my ear “You're the sunflower” we both sang together “oh he fine, ain’t that like Odell. That football nigga” Leon said, nodding my head “oh he is so sexy!” Jacob spat, I just laughed as he walked by to go to a different table to us and he did look but I am honestly just smiling at anything right now “she is single, it’s her birthday!” Leon shouted; he is so dumb. He just smiled; oh he got a cute smile “a drink for you” Damon held out to me “erm where is mine!?” Leon spat “I invited you, her pussy is off limits for you. You both are friends” taking the drink from Damon “thank you” I grinned, he is cute “I am not like that, come on now. We friends, Leon you are starting this mess” he is right Leon is, he is trying to cause some problems, he is being a messy bitch right now. Dipping my middle finger in my drink and mixing it as I walked back to the table, pulling my middle finger out and placing my middle finger in my mouth and sucking the contents off “this is a double” I know it, looking to the side of me and Damon is just gawking at me “you sitting there or not?” he shook his head.

I like this Asia chick; she knows how to take pictures too. This bitch be getting my best side too “you fine!” we both said together “wow, that is creepy” I said and we both laughed “you good with me posting this, I will tag you. I need your Insta though” nodding my head, I gasped “this is for my ladies tonight” me and Leon just stared at each other “look at y’all Niggas” me and Leon both pointed at each other singing, Leon ran up to me and grabbed my hand as I got up. I didn’t notice that the club has become so packed, standing next to Leon as we both sang “even if that nigga flew me and my bitches all the way out to Dubai. Pussy you tried, pussy ass nigga you lie. Pussy ass nigga you high. Bitch I'm me, hundred on the wrist” the DJ mixed it up “Happy Birthday Robyn” my mouth fell open, Leon winked at me “I got you girl” Leon said “when you're breaking it down for me, cause I can hear you two times. Run it on back, will it ever make sense to me. I got to do things my own way darling, will you ever let me, will you ever respect me, No!” we both shouted and high fived laughing “whew bitch, I am so fucking high” we hugged each other “thank you for being my karaoke partner” I love him so much for this, moving back from the hug “Your insta! Y’all running off from me” taking Asia’ phone from her “roll me a blunt, thanks” she is my personal blunt roller today, god knows I need it today.

Leon came over to me with such a smirk “so when you back at work?” Damon asked, rolling my eyes “you got nothing else to speak on? I can do without it, but I am coming back sometime next week, don’t worry you will see my pretty face” Damon smiled, he was happy about that “but the rumours of you moving?” I shrugged “rumours” I pointed at him “look at this” Leon couched down to me, taking his phone from him. My face softened, I am drunk somewhat and I can’t read that right now but this picture “this was at Dubai” I know it was, I looked really happy here, I don’t remember the selfie but clearly it happened and he took it, he took a good selfie for once. My smile, pure happiness in my eyes. Maurice pressing a kiss to my forehead and me, smiling looking like I have everything and more and I did well do, maybe have I am not sure “you done looking, anyways” he snatched his phone back “it says Happy Birthday to my baby mother Robyn, hope you have a great day. Love Reign and I” Leon looked at me “that’s cute” he posted that when he didn’t need too “table three” looking up at this lady “this has been sent from table one” she pointed, I looked to where she is pointing too and I just wanted the ground to swallow me up “for you, he said” my eyes bulged out, looking over at the lady “me!?” I spat “you telling me Odell Beckham has sent Robyn a bottle of Ace of Spades” Leon spat “yes, he said happy birthday” looking back at him all wide eyed, he raised his glass to me, the lady walked off and I felt like everyone screamed at the same time “I can’t take that Leon? I am not doing this” I laughed, like no I don’t want it “well it’s here now, we can’t say no. You need to say thank you” Leon eye balled me “I will walk you, you got to say it. I mean he likes what he sees” Jacob said, I am not about this life.

Jacob held my hand as we made our way to table one, his entourage is huge and I am a little tipsy “it’s the Birthday girl” some guy said, I don’t even know these people “I just wanted to say thank you, you didn’t need too. Like really” why am I even speaking to this guy when Odell is right there “I just wanted to say thank you” I said to Odell “don’t be, you can party with us if you like?” I chuckled “oh well I mean if you don’t mind, I mean you could come to our table. It’s less noisy” I am digging, really digging right now “I can come there if you want?” Jacob is laughing at me “yes, I will just go back there” letting Jacob’ hand go and rushing back to my table, Leon is staring all wide eyed “don’t say anything” I said as I walked by Leon “oh you done pulled him, oh girl” Asia said as I sat down “now you got Odell? I thought you are with Maurice?” Damon asked, clearing my throat “let’s just not speak” Odell is actually so sexy, like wow ok “I saw it was your birthday and I thought why not, you look like a girl that can party” I smiled “you think? I mean I don’t do it often but you know, it’s my birthday, so I thought why not” I think it’s my home time “you want to come back to mine, we partying there?” licking my top lip, I would love too but that is trouble and I am not looking for that, I am hurt but not stupid “I can’t” I finally said “I mean my friend over here is single” I pointed at Asia, Odell smirked “you see if I was looking for her I would have asked, but I’m not” I need to get myself out of this “uh, how about you give me your address and I will see what I can do” oh Robyn, you are just doing the worst “playing hard to get, I like that” he pointed at me “so did my ex” I said laughing “your ex is dumb, give me your phone I will type in my address but I got a feeling you won’t turn up” I laughed at the fact he is not wrong “aren’t all men just the same but here” unlocking my phone “type away” holding my phone out, is this how Maurice feels when he does this because it’s fun but yet not because, in my heart I rather be with him “if you do come then you never know what could happen” I sniggered “I know what you want to happen” it’s like I am not even thinking “it’s the drink talking, ignore me” I need to take my ass home.

Pressing send as I looked up ahead of me “But stay woke, niggas creeping” bopping my head, I like this song “wait, where am I?” who is this car “we going to Jacob’ home!” Leon came into my eye view “how did I even end up in the car?” I laughed “no, seriously, how?” I don’t remember “you just need to know you are safe with me, and what is this” Leon took my phone from my lap and I just giggled “oh god, I don’t feel too good” resting my head on the headrest in front “Robyn, no. Your stupid phone locked, look at me. Unlock this!” Leon yanked me back, I need to go to sleep “what she do?” closing my eyes “no, look here” opening my eyes, squinting my eyes at the bright light “thank you ma’am, oh she been bad, bad. Asia, why didn’t you remind me to take her phone from her” I chuckled “Asia, you are so pretty. Like you are just gorgeous, stunning!” she is really is “noooo, Robyn. Why, turn it down Jacob. Thank you” my eyes half hooded smiling at Leon “ok so Robyn is texting her ex, her baby father. So, she started with, asshole. Yeah this is saying asshole, she sent that and then she typed oh my god. Robyn, why are you like this, dike app. She meant dick appointment, he text her back, I mean it’s early there but he put what and a question mark, and she went on a rant but I am sorry, it’s the worst typing ever, I think” I put my hand up, Leon held my hand “she put dick appointment dick, I come over to you. We meet. Listen it’s hard to read, he put I am in New York Robyn, it’s late and are you ok? And listen to this, Oh my god I can’t even! She put I am going to get dick” Leon cackled, I have a headache like I need a bed “so he put, who and a question mark and she put rich, and he asked again who. She put yo, then he texts her saying I am up with Reign shall I call you or get a car to pick you up and a question mark, she put god, dick that it. I hate you real. And she put yo and he has been texting back ever since while she ignores him asking if she is ok, oh he has texted again now saying shall I come there, girl. What is wrong with you? Now I will keep your phone, ok? You sweet baby wanted some drunk sex too, aww. I am sorry, well we can hug. And I have replied back to him saying all is well, Robyn needs sleep don’t you.” Leon is laughing at me, I don’t like it.

I pouted at Leon “I like her Leon, but if she is sick on my floor” I sighed out heavily “you should have put Odell is giving her some dick, I can’t believe she pulled Odell” Leon hugged me “Maurice is also my friend, I am in the middle so no but if he was a random guy I would Jacob, ugh. He is ringing, look what you done Robyn. Stop drunk texting him, bitch!” I laughed watching Leon “hello” I am feeling dangerous right now, Leon looked at me and he pulled a face at me “stop it” he grabbed my hand “oh nothing, but she is fine. Erm, I mean yes clearly drunk, but I am with her and she is totally fine! Stop it” I laughed out hiking my dress up “I done already seen your pussy already so it’s nothing new but wait” waving Leon off “no, look! Maurice, I am not dealing with you and then her, she is dumb. She will be going straight to bed, we are in a Uber going to Jacob” seeing Jacob’ face as he turned in the front seat “shall we fly you to New York to get your dick?” he said “Oh my god! Jacob is gay! He is with me!” Leon shouted “like what the hell are we going to have, a threesome” looking over at Leon “speak to her, how? I mean she is not the least bit herself; you know what fine. Robyn, tell him that everything is ok” Leon pressed the phone against my ear “Robyn?” moving away from the phone shaking my head “she doesn’t want to speak to you, I promise you shit is fine. The bitch wanted sex from you, that is it but clearly it’s not going to happen” I just need to sleep.

#Chrianna #Chrianna FF #Fanfic #Fanfiction

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06.12 - 06.18: How I Ruined My Life In Under a Week

This was by far my busiest week socially (this says a lot about how uneventful my life has been in my 21 years of life). Regardless, it was very enjoyable and provided a much needed change of pace.

Breakdown:

6/12: Had a celebratory dinner for the end of finals for Baery’s ass. We ate at The Boiler, which was really good, so much so that I am going again with my family soon. Then my friend imploded on both of us and left an unsettling mood for a bit. Condolences.

6/13: Another dinner plan but this time with Francis and Andy in OC. We ate from one of those random local taco trucks, the food was decent. After, we got boba and watched Avengers, which they both really liked (I already saw it prior and it was extremely difficult not to spoil).

6/14: After work, I headed to Riverside for Jackie’s party. Caught up with AJ and Royce at Tiff’s apartment (haven’t seen them in over a year and surprisingly it was still natural talking with them). Once we were at Jackie’s, holy shit it was so hot and musty. All these sweaty ass Asians cramped on one floor, half already gone, while the other half are in awkward cliques. After a few shots, an L in beer pong and some small talk with random drunks we left that sausage fest (thank god).

6/15: My first time at a company party, and I had a lot of fun. The event was much more organized than I expected. They had casino games, two djs and plenty of food/drinks. It was my first time gambling (although it was with fake money) and my luck was the best of the night. I drank about 5 shots and two cups of some mixed drink (personal record so far) and surprisingly I was still functional by the end of the night. I never really believed/understood the social aspect of drinking with your bosses, but this night proved to me that it is a very real thing. Overall the night was filled with many memories that I will cherish.

6/16: Lione’s show at The Union was on Saturday. To be honest, I only knew one of his songs, but Francis was super excited to see him and the tickets were only $13 (I’m guessing Ami was there for the same reason as me). We made our way to KTown for food and to kill time before the show. I told them we shouldn’t go on time because only losers go to events right on time (Shout out to Barry for teaching me that). We got boba at Tan-Cha and I must say their matcha was one of the highest quality I’ve ever had from a boba place. For some odd reason they were playing strictly Taylor Swift in the store even though majority of people in the store were fobs. I tried to make small talk with a cute worker at an ice cream store where we were getting dessert at. She was not having it LOL. Around 10:00 we made our way to the venue, struggled a bit, but got that free parking. The setting was very similar to Jackie’s party situation, a bunch of sweaty Asians, but this time in a dark room with loud EDM blasting. Although we only went for Lione, the opening acts were all really great. There is something so surreal about live performances, I felt so immersed in the music. I was DD so I bought rounds for Ami and Francis (an early graduation gift for them) because they were literally walking hours after the event. In attempt to get out of my comfort zone again, I asked a girl if she wanted to get closer to the stage (I really was trying to dance with her) but she declined it LOL. To make matters worse, some rude white bitch yelled at me to get away from her friend when I was asking her if she wanted to get past me. This bitch really thought I wanted her beanpole friend who was flailing around on the dance floor. Lione’s performance was really amazing, the energy of the crowd was unreal. We left the event with two new friends, who were nice enough to walk us all the way to our car. Francis was really into one of them (Nicole), too bad she has a bf. Once I got home, I had trouble going to sleep because I was overwhelmed with emotions from the whole experience. The whole day was a great time, I am really happy I decided on a whim to go.

6/17: Sunday was a necessary break from all the hectic events. All I did the whole day was hw and worked on my new business venture. I also reflected on how I could be a better person for myself, my family and friends/loved ones. The most productive day out of the last 6 for sure lol.

6/18: This was the most important day out of whole week of events. My bestie Barry was finally graduating after all the years (I’d like to believe Tiffany and I played a big role in convincing him to walk). I freed up my whole day in honor of his dumb ass. I couldn’t sleep the night before I’m not sure why. I was a little anxious about the ceremony because I thought I was going to be watching alone, but luckily Jenna spotted me and we all sat together. We all bonded through our jokes about Barry and the ceremony seemed to fly by. His family was super cute and supportive with their print outs of his many expressions. It was wholesome af! I was the first person to make it to Parkway Grill besides Barry’s family and I was awkwardly engaging in small talk with them. Despite the large party, lunch went smoothly. I didn’t feel out of place at all and we all shared food and laughs. But the celebration was far from over, our next location was at Barry’s family’s house. We played a few drinking games (some Chinese game that I still don’t understand and beer pong) before hopping into the pool to play volleyball. Huy and I won both games, even though they don’t want to admit. Sherry and the others started barbecuing while the rest of us proceeded to dry off. My second bestie, Tiffany, finally showed up and the legendary trio was at last complete! Around 7-8pm is where mistakes started to be made (lol *facepalm*). Succumbing to many opportunities of peer pressure I kept taking shots with everyone. I was feeling good and thought this time around I’d be okay because I ate before, but almost all at once the alcohol hit my system. By 10pm I was clearly drunk, flushed face, sloppy motor functions and touchiness. Thanks Sherry for letting me lay on you and keeping me warm (; (sorry Tiffany). Courtney and Mark dragged me off her and brought me inside to rest on the couch. The whole time I’m having an internal struggle between my body’s desire to vomit and my desire to keep it down. Eventually my body gave in and I threw up 4 times with most of it going into the bag (sorry once again Tiffany LOL). Immediately after my violent vomit session I felt much better, but I was still dazing in and out of consciousness. Many people were coming in to say bye (Sherry, Courtney, Mark, Brandon, Tiffany are the only ones I remember). Although I planned on driving home and going to work on Tuesday, I ended up crashing at Barry’s parent’s house in the guest room. Huge shoutout to Barry and his family for having unrivaled hospitality. That was my first time ever having to stay the night due to intoxication, it was lit as this generation would put it. To end this insanely long post, I want to extend my congratulations again to Barry and Tiffany for graduating. They’re my bbs and I always wish the best for them. Looking forward to more days/weeks/years with memories as sweet as these.

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Quarantine 2020: You're Still A Power Woman

Friends, I am not okay. That’s not something I’m usually open to admit because I have a serious Superwoman complex, but it’s necessary to express that now because none of us are okay. We’re shut in the house, working from home (if we have the privilege to do so) or sacrificing ourselves to go to work, we can’t visit our families and friends, the pastimes we used to enjoy are no longer available… Life has drastically changed. Our mental health is taking a hit, the economy is on the verge of depression and the media is scaring us. Dealing with all of that and what limited power we have over the majority of these things, I am reminded of an email my mom sent me two years ago (yes, I kept it because it was that good) after a really bad breakup. Seeing as how we’re all pretty much going through a breakup with life as we knew it, I’m led to share it with you, too. Note: I’ve reframed these to fit the circumstance we’re in but they can all apply to life after lockdown.

Subject line: Tips To Reclaim Your Power

1. Are you busy for the sake of being busy so you can avoid what is truly troubling you? If so, let's unpack that.

I often hide behind my work -- if it’s not my full-time job, I’m finding a freelance project to work on, helping my friends bring their visions for things to fruition, or sitting on this board or that one not just because I haven’t learned to say “no,” but because I would rather be distracted from my issues than to face them head-on. And I can’t do that anymore. Everything is on pause. So unpack your bags, friend. I know that everyone is telling you that you need to be on your grind right now, but I’m telling you that quarantine is also a time to unpack your bags. Deal with your luggage and clean up your mental space.

2. Is your mind cluttered? Are you self-soothing or meditating with self-sabotaging behaviors; i.e, shopping, alcohol, tv, food... etc

I love shopping. Retail therapy is an actual thing for me. I have so many clothes I can go weeks without having to do laundry. Freda -- that’s my mom’s name; Freda. She doesn’t let me call her that, but when I’m talking to my friends I tend to think I’m grown and refer to her by her name. Freda says it’s a problem that I can go so long without doing laundry, but shopping is fun. To my mom’s point, though, it’s my self-sabotaging behavior. If you’ve ever read the book Confessions of a Shopaholic, then you’ve met me before. Bad day? I’m going shopping. Bored with nothing to do? I’m on my phone shopping. It wasn’t until I realized how much money I’ve been wasting and how bad I needed it when I was in an unexpected rut, that I took time to actually reevaluate how I cope. So I was doing so much better until...quarantine. Everyone has a sale on work-from-home clothes. Work-from-home sales weren’t even a thing before the novel coronavirus reared its ugly head. However, I’m working on reclaiming my power and trying to find other ways to deal with my boredom and cluttered mind. I started going back to yoga (virtually), meditating, praying more, reading and having DIY spa nights so that I can refocus my energy.

3. Do you love yourself? If so, act like it. Care about your long-term spiritual, mental, physical and emotional health.

Freda said “don't let anyone put asunder what God has put together,” is not just a wedding vow. The bible says you are individually and wonderfully made, therefore, be mindful and engaged in taking care of God's artistry. Her tips:

Say positive, affirming statements to yourself. I write on my mirrors with a dry-erase marker (I got that from Being Mary Jane and her sticky notes) to remind myself of who I am and WHOSE and how dope I am when I see me.

Take walks, do home exercises -- 30 minutes a day -- take stairs instead of elevators or park further so that you have a longer walk into wherever you’re going.

Avoid overindulging in sugary food and drink, as well as butter and fatty foods -- read labels and fill up on vegetables. That’s especially important for us as black folks because heart disease is a big issue in our community and a part of the reason this virus is hitting our people so much harder than it is others. So even though we’re at home, we still have to watch our intake.

Feed your mind and spirit.

4. Pray and read your bible every day. Your power comes from the word of God -- the more you read it, the stronger you become.

This is facts, ya’ll. We’d be here forever if I went through all the reasons why but it makes me feel so much better when I spend time with God. And, because he’s so down-to-earth (no pun intended because He literally came to Earth…), I can have plain conversations with him and talk to Him about how I’m feeling without having to sound like I’m the intercessor at church who knows all the big words and can make you shout. We just talk. The same way I’m talking to you. I lay all my cares on Him and He helps me deal. I mean... He probably thinks I’m crazy, but He loves me for who I am.

5. Share ideas

If you’ve found a fun way to virtually connect with your people, let someone else know. If you have this whole work-from-home situation down to a science, or this is your norm, share it with the masses. We’re all trying something new here, so sharing is caring.

If you just edited another #dontrushchallenge video with your friends...save it. I’m #dontrushchallenged out by now.

Here’s what I’m enjoying:

I joined a Facebook group with nearly 400 of my fellow wine-loving sorors across the country and we have virtual meetups where we talk about all things wine and get to know each other.

Zoom brunch and happy hour is a vibe right now. Several restaurants are still open and offering curbside pickup and delivery. Order in advance and go pick up what you need to get into brunch with your peeps.

FaceTime with my family is always fun. Between my niece singing songs trying to figure out how you got inside the phone and my parents getting introduced to all this new video chat technology, it’s quite fun to watch.

If you haven’t been to Club Quarantine with DJ D-Nice, you’re missing out. I’ve been several times and I’m always running into my favorite celebrities. I saw Michelle Obama a couple of times. She kicks it.

6. Think about the advice you would give the 18 to 20-year-old you. If your best friend came to you with the same challenges you are personally experiencing, what advice would you give her? Listen to the wiser you so you don't make the same mistakes.

Here’s what I would tell me if I were 18 to 20 in quarantine:

He’s bored, sis. After lockdown is over he’ll be back to normal. Right now, he’s forced to sit with himself and think about how you could’ve been Quarantine Bae until he messed up. Now, he’s just going down the line trying to see which one of us is going to entertain his shenanigans. Don’t fall for it.

Words for my bestie:

As young professionals, we’re at the peak social era of our lives. We didn’t know what we were going to do with ourselves in the house for what will be three months, but we’re figuring it out. It doesn’t have to be the end of the world. Have a positive outlook and think of things you can do to keep your creativity alive. Ask yourself what you want to come out of this pandemic with -- a new skill, a new vision, a new motivation to do something good in the world? Whatever it is, use this time to work on you for you -- not you for them. Be still if you need to and embrace peace. This is your time. Use it how you best see fit.

#working from home #reclaim your power #KelseyDH #DeskofKelso #content creator #covidquarantine #empowerment

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loveartfashionme · 5 years

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Day 4: August 2012 at our Awesome 80's Dance party my Young Adults threw! Boy could we throw a party! This Look no sewing needed just scissors ✂️✂️✂️✂️ . . .Shout out my Bestie and my Sister DJ @janeaustenrunsmylife also pictured! (at Praise Chapel Yuba City) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3M1C90h5hv/?igshid=162m5e5dsr02z

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On Point With: Carmen Sidemi

This hilarious drama queen-turned-drag queen is taking over NYC nightlife one venue at a time. Dishing it all about her drag family and the pros and cons of everythingin the biz, it’s the fabulous Carmen Sidemi!

Thotyssey: Hey Carmen! How was Gay College Tuesday at the Ritz this past week? You guest performed while your mama Terra Hyman hosted. Carmen Sidemi: Oh! It was so much fun, We had two amazing DJs, Steve Sidewalk and Mikey Mó. I also never realized how hot The Ritz gogo boys are until last night -- definitely some serious eye candy. Of course, working with Terra Hyman, my drag mama, is always a kiki.

They are cute there on Tuesday nights! Like, the only twinky gogo boys left in NYC, it seems. I was thinking the same thing. Someone posted about how all the gogo boys are so big and muscly nowadays. So now, I can tell them where to find the sexy twinks. Though, if you know me, you know I LOOOVE a big set of arms and thick fingers. Lol, there's something for everyone in this city!

So Carmen, you're at that point in your drag career where you're starting to pop up everywhere.

Definitely, that’s what I love about NYC. It has certainly been a crazy year.

How long have you been Carmen now?

I've been doing drag since late July of 2016, and my original name was Shaneeda Blank. I changed it to Carmen Sidemi about 2-3 months after starting drag. In the beginning when I only saw your name on Facebook, I pronounced it "Suh-dem-ee," like you were some Polish deli or something. I laughed when I first heard it out loud. HAHAHA. Yes, I’ve gotten that before. I have so many great stories about people trying to pronounce my name. Sheila Tack gave up trying and just called me Barbara. And during the Invasion on Fire Island, the host announced me as Carmen Si-Demi. I milked it with a big laugh, mimed "Inside Me" as best I could, and she got it along with the crowd. It was a great moment.

That's the key to a great drag name!

I agree. I love when it takes people a second to get it.

So, where's you're hometown, and what were you like growing up? Oh, man! Well I'm a Florida native, born in Pembroke Pines, and I grew up in South Beach until we re-located back P. Pines in my early teens.

Growing up, I was -- and still am -- very dramatic. About halfway through awards shows, I start pretending like I won and end up sobbing in the mirror, giving full acceptance speech realness. My bedroom was a place where I could be myself and live my fantasy!

In school I loved attention, but was always battling with that because at the same time I didn't want to be noticed -- people made fun of me for being feminine. It felt like a constant game of tug and war.

However, I have to say I was so lucky because my parents and family loved and supported me always. I also had/have two childhood friends that are still so amazing. That's important, I'm glad for that!

When do you come to NYC? 2009, when I went to the one and only AMDA. I left for a year and a half after graduation for some theatre work, and then moved back in 2013. All of that feels so long ago, OMG! Every drag queen in the city went to that school, it's crazy! Do you know any queens on the scene today that were in your classes? She's a newer queen: Chola Spears. We were best friends in school. We lost touch, but then I saw her out one night in drag and we are living.

I didn't go to school with Marti Gould Cummings, but I remember during orientation seeing her picture on the alumni wall with some of the greats that came out of the school. So crazy how things come full circle.

How did you meet Mama Terra?

Oh god, that was the beginning of it all, I feel like. I work at the West End, and when I started there a few years ago they had such a great lineup of amazing girls! Terra was hosting a competition, Brita and Sasha Davenport were hosting "C'mon Wednesday," and Alexis Michelle and Schwa de Vivre were hosting "Super Woman." Terra and I quickly became besties, and would hang out all the time at her place and play video games and Catan till 4am. That group of girls really introduced me to NYC drag/nightlife and made a huge impact. From there, I met Jasmine Rice LaBeija from the RRRRRRoyal Haus of Labeija, and she really took me under her wing and helped me SO MUCH! That's a great pedigree! What was your first number in drag, do you remember? I actually still use it sometimes, It was a "Letter of the Day" inspired number, and the letter of the day was “C.” Then it goes into basically calling everyone a cunt.

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Oh werk, so you had the funny mixes on day one!

I love working and making mixes, and telling a story from my own perspective, if you will.

You're quite a high energy queen, splitting and death-dropping and constantly moving... were you always a dancer?

I can just see the eye rolls from these shady queens in regards to me being called a dancer. People use the word "dancer" very loosely, in my opinion... no shade.

I did always love to dance; I took about four years of salsa in middle/high school before getting into tap, ballet, etc. But I'm very humble when it comes to calling myself a "dancer" because it's not something I do often, lol! But I will split the house down for sure, henny!

You did a great number for Miss Lady Liberty this summer... it had, like, five wig and costume reveals! I always think about how stressful it must be to keep track of the timing of all those reveals during numbers like that. Not to mention having to waddle out there in the beginning like a human lasagna with all that shit bolted down so it doesn’t look like five reveals! GIRL! I had HAD IT that day. I was being such a bitch because I was so hot, and no one understood because I was trying not to spoil it. As far as timing: the song I used was pretty easy to find the timing, so it just made sense to me. It also helps to rehearse the costume and wig reveals at home couple times. I do love watching those videos; my ass looked so good that night, lol! Th next time I did Lady Liberty, I decided I wasn't going to put too much pressure on myself and just do something simple. It was actually one of my favorite performances. Of course I did do a costume reveal!

Sometimes it just takes one reveal to sell it! I like the light blue flowy, witchy robe thing you wear. Are you a designer/seamstress of your looks? HAHAHA. Oh, My summer Poncho? I bought that fabric in every color. I can draw clothes, and can sew basic things, but I'm certainly not a seamstress. I learned a few things from a costume designer in Florida, and even MORE from Jasmine Rice... YouTube helps too! Every drag queen knows, or should know, stretch fabric. Here that, queens! Generally speaking, I feel like you are a like a drag queen’s drag queen. A lot of other queens in the city are really into what you do!

I wanna shout out to some people who have excepted me so open-heartedly to the drag community, and taught me so much! They were booking me when I had no experience! Terra Hyman, Jasmine Rice, Lola Michele-Kiki, Dusty Ray Bottoms, Marti G. Cummings, Brita Filter, Ari Kiki, Tammy Spanx, and Kizha Carr. I'm so grateful to know these talented people.

An amazing group of queens!

Did you go to Drag Con?

I DID! My very first one. I went on Sunday and was so lucky to get to work the Gypsy Wigz booth. They styled a beautiful custom-dyed wig for me, and I just pranced around enjoying all the drag. My best moment was eating a chili dog while walking the pink carpet. If anyone thought I didn't have talent, now you do.

Yas Mama! So, it's about that time of the season when local girls start to disappear on a Mystery Cruise, while by sheer coincidence Drag Race starts filming in California. It seems like throughout the past few seasons, there have been more and more New York girls disappearing... and if our collective hunch is correct, nearly half of Season 10 will be New York queens competing. And on top of that, now we're gonna have a new show to watch exclusively about NYC drag, Shade! Is this an exciting time to be a queen in NYC, or is this all kind of a lot? I can't F******* wait for this season! I definitely think right now is an exciting time for drag in many places, but especially NYC. I'm so excited to see so many girls I know, work with, and respect on Shade. It’s really going to get to showcase what queens really experience when choosing this as a career.

It's funny, I always hear people say "Drag Race fucked up drag,” and I can understand that perspective. But we also get to see so many new shows pop up to make up for the girls who might have other things going on.

Well, you certainly got stuff going on that we should talk about! First off, you've been giving shows at Icon in Astoria for a bit, and now you have a Weekly 6-9pm Sunday spot there, Stay Drunk Sundays. Love that show name! How do you like it at Icon? It went through a change of management and a huge revamp not too long ago.

I love Icon. The staff and the owners have been so generous to me, I'm so grateful. I heard about a few horror stories from the past, which I won't dwell on because no one involved has any ties to the place, so all I'm gonna say is: come back and give it another try. Especially Sunday! How many chances do you get to go out after a boozy brunch, put on some heels that we provide, do at least 30 seconds of a number, and you get a shot? It's such a good time. Two weeks ago, a straight man and woman celebrating their engagement with some friends came by, and THEY ALL did a Spice Girls number. I've had a few new queens pop in to do a number. It really is such a safe space for everyone. Oh, and they have 2-4-1 drink special from 5-8!

And your show there sounds like a lot of fun. As for Thursdays, we can find you hosting Gayme Night at Atlas Social Club with Scotty Em.

Yup, I just added Gayme Night on Thursdays to my weekly schedule. We finally got rid of that bitch, Holly Box-Springs. LMAO, I’m just kidding! To spill some tea, we actually went on two dates before either of us did drag. I love that girl.

But back to Atlas, I'm there Thursdays for trivia and all sorts of games, 8-12. We give away drinks, special prizes, and JUST added a few gogo boys to serve up trade realness. I'm thinking of new ways to make it my own; I want to have a Twister tournament one night! That would be fun! Another drag Holly, Ms. Dae, used to host "naked" Twister at Phoenix!

OMG! I love her, she has one of the BEST senses of humor.

Okay, anything else?

No special events, other than my two weekly gigs I have right now. A few things are up in the air. It’s funny, I like to call myself the "Sandra Bullock of Drag," because a lot of my gigs are super last-minute bookings if someone can't make it! Which, girl, I’m grateful for! So, I would encourage following me on Instagram or adding me on Facebook to keep up with where I'll be. Last question: What's the worst thing about drag for you, and what's the best? The worst part of actually being in drag is, sometimes, the corset after three hours. But I would say that really the hard part -- and this is gonna sound cheesy -- is battling with myself to not compare what other people have going on, and just be proud of my friends AND myself.

It's hard sometimes, because its rare when you work in a field where your friends are your colleagues. When we aren't in drag and go out, most likely I'm kiki'ing with other queens. But a lot of the times, we are competing [in pageants or weekly competitions] for cash money. So you’re rooting for your friends, but trying to pay your damn rent.

The best part about drag, and why I started doing it... simple. I get to conceive performances that tell a story from my perspective. I get to do it on my own time, on my own terms. And when people laugh and cheer, it makes me so happy. I feel understood. A few times the audience will be enjoying a number so much, it will make me hesitate on my next line, because I get so excited.

But we've all had those nights when the audience is looking at you like your fucking crazy, which is also exciting because its an opportunity to make new choices that you wouldn't have made otherwise.

Thank you, Carmen! Awesome! Thanks so much for having me on your blog!

Carmen Sidemi hosts “Stay Drunk Sundays” at Icon (6pm) and “Gayme Night Thursdays” at Atlas Social Club (8pm). Check Thotyssey’s calendar for other upcoming gigs, and follow her on Facebook and Instagram.

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aliceellablog · 7 years

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I wish...

I wish I could have really enjoyed my single launch gig and not just focused on trying to get through it.

I wish I didn’t have to rest in bed for two weeks after performing for 45 minutes.

I wish I could follow my dream and put everything into it.

I wish I didn’t have M.E.

I know I sound like a right moany Mary, but it just sucks. So a few days before the gig I was feeling really rubbish, but had over 200 people on the guest list including industry, friends, family and fellow musicians, so by that time there was no real option but to power through and do it! Thank god for adrenaline!

I had to head into town for around 4pm for sound check, which went well, but that was basically singing the whole set through before the gig had even begun! Then I went to get my hair and makeup done (Thank you so much Harry and Katie!!) and by the time I got back to the venue it was 8pm, the support acts were on, and I was performing in an hour! AHHH!!! I tried to relax and do some vocal warm ups but I was so freakin’ nervous!!!

I had Nick filming me, who was making a lil’ behind the scenes video (now on youtube here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3WnqT7RnoAM - Thanks Nick!!!) and I was also trying to be a good ‘host’ and talking to everyone backstage etc…. I should have had a nap or something really!!

Anyway, 9pm came and it was tiiiime!!!!

My god, nothing feels better than walking on stage to a packed out room of people who are there to support you- What an AMAZING crowd too!!! I can’t thank everyone enough who came down and it was SO lovely to see you all!!! I sang my 45 min set with my amazing band and everything went as well as it could have! There were a few times when I really had to stop between songs and have a little drink of water and BREATHE!!! -I was so out of breath and obviously found the whole thing exhausting but it felt like the audience really understood and had my back!

During the gig I did chat a LOT of rubbish but did try and explain my M.E. and what I was going through a little bit. There was a moment where I almost broke down into tears on stage but I pulled it together and probably made a bunch of inappropriate jokes. I shouldn’t be allowed a microphone!!!

I was selling merchandise there too- the money of which is going to the charity I am working with ‘Action for M.E.’ and was so happy at the amount of teeshirts, cd’s, and pens sold and people donated too! - If you would like to buy any just gimme a shout, I still have some left ;)

So the last song we performed was the new single ’24 Obsession’ and it was actually mental… people KNEW THE WORDS!!! I was so overwhelmed that I took one of my friends phones from the front row of the audience and filmed them as they sang along!! MIND BLOWN hahaha - there’s a first time for everything and that moment is something I will never forget!!

So two and a half weeks later and I am finally starting to leave the house again and be up and about a bit more! I don't know what's worse, being given a taste of what life could be like and it taken away from you every time, or just not tasting it at all…

To be honest I think it was all the preparation, admin and pressure that took it out of me so much as well as the gig itself! Putting on a gig completely by yourself takes a lot of work! Especially when you feel like shit!!

From booking support acts, to the band and band rehearsals, ordering merchandise with money you don’t have, and not knowing if you will sell any!! To booking the venue, photographer, hair and makeup, videographers, DJ, host, outfit, invites!!! And then actually getting people to sign up to the guest list and come to the gig!! Advertising the gig, learning the songs, releasing the single!!!!! It all adds up, and was really quite stressful! But I do want to thank EVERYONE involved as you all helped so much!! - Support acts killed it!! - Louise Golbey, Joshua KYEOT and Beat Fox - DJ and Host Nate James was amazing :) - my band were beyond unreal!!! - Manolo, Martin, Matt and Frankie <3 and I even had the amazing Jamie Nichols doing magic on the audience at the bar!! :)

Hopefully one day I will be in a position where I can focus on the music and the performing, but I guess for now its still just lil’ old me tryna get my music heard!

So after the gig I met as many of the audience as I could and was so overwhelmed by the support <3 And then it was home time…. Via McDonald’s with one of my besties Grace!! YAAAASSSS!!! - my god that maccers was probably one of the best of my life!!

I went to bed at around 1am but didn’t fall asleep until around 7am!!! That’s classic Brian for ya!! He can be such an asshole!! (Brian aka my brain)

But then I slept most of the next day and the day after that too…

I knew I’d be knackered afterwards but I didn’t think it would last for two weeks. I shouldn’t complain because I did it and it could have all gone a lot worse but just things like, I had to cancel a video shoot I had planned and that’s now not until October!!! LOOOONG!! So I guess patience is the key here!!

Anyway I am feeling super positive the last few days!! I’ve been REALLY trying to do that Lightning Process thing I’ve written about before and have found it really helpful, and I bought a FitBit but a cheap brand that was like £15 ;) It’s called a ‘VeryFit’ which is so ironic LOOOL!! But I am genuinely loving looking at how many steps I’ve done at the end of each day and seeing the progress that I am making!!

I HAVE to find a way to keep this up!! Plan for now :

1. Don’t over do it

2. Don’t under do it (so even if I feel like death I HAVE to leave the house and go for a walk)

3. Be stupidly positive!! (I have even taken to fake laughing around the house… which then leads to real laughing.. my housemates think I am mental.. they are correct)

4. Eat healthily (well… within reason!!!)

5. Gradually increase my activity level

6. Not put so much pressure on myself

7. Take each day as it comes

Plan?? I think so!!!

So today I have written this!! WOOP! And am gonna start sorting through all the CRAP I have to Ebay!!!! I literally have boxes upon boxes of clothes to sell.. oh the effort! I definitely have some kind of hoarding problem!! But then man needs the moneys!!! Then I’ll walk to Nero’s and get a soy hot choc YASSSS and then have a lovely chilled eve with the loves of my life :) (my housemates - well… best friends!! who have been ridiculously supportive through this whole thing!!!)

Please get in touch if you want to, don’t it you don’t want to ;) Also I went on London Live TV recently and spoke about ME etc a bit on there - heres the link ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nOA7zmCQRXU ) :) Sending love and hugs to everyone with this silly bladdy illness and one day we WILL figure all this out!!…or some amazing scientists will… PLEASE!! :) xx

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tired-fics · 7 years

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The Aftermaths of a Bet

A/N: Hey I’m back with an old one shot I wrote like two years ago! I got some help to translate this one. It was also posted on FF.net. (I will also post the original French version if anyone is interested ;)) Hope you’ll enjoy!! :))

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Fandom: One Piece Sabo x Reader (female/she) Word count: +/- 1900 Warnings: none Summary: Y/N is in a club, trying to win a bet with her best friend. The night starts getting interesting when she meets Sabo. Turns out she wasn’t the only one with a bet.

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What am I doing here?

That's what I'm asking myself since I put a foot in this nightclub where my best friend dragged me. Claiming that I had to see other people. But I didn't want to! I was happy on my own, in my little world, my little bubble. So she had to bargain. I would pay her a drink if someone invited me to dance and I accepted, she would give me a month peace if it wasn't the case. So, I don't need to tell you how much I try to be discreet so nobody would ask me for a dance.

Sitting in a couch between people who had drank too much and couldn't stand on their feet any longer, I looked like a weirdo with my white sweater and my old jeans that was only distressed near my feet. My occupation: looking at the others. I do that since I'm a child. Looking at their acts, their reactions, their clothes.

A girl that tries to flirt with another (if she only knew she already had a boyfriend), friends that are making a drinking contest, a guy that gets slapped and returns to his friends that are laughing at him. The classic in a nightclub, in some.

But between all these people, a trio was intriguing me. Three guys, three friends. The first one, tall, Stygian and that would make all the girls on earth fall at his feet without a problem. The second, smaller, with dark hair and with a big smile on his face. And finally, the third one, approximately the same size as the second and with blonde hair. All three seemed to have a good time. Laughing, talking but also gazing at girls. Not much, but we could see some eyes losing themselves on bodies of gorgeous young ladies at time.

The blonde one turned to me and offered me a smile. I give him one back, only way smaller. I looked to another part of the nightclub and saw my friend dancing against an unknown man. He had red hair and could easily masquerade as a vampire. Why did she always end up with such... creepy guys?

"Guys, do you think I have a chance with her?" Sabo asked his friends.

"Don't know. She doesn't seem very motivated" told his dark haired friend.

"That doesn't mean anything."

"I would tell you to go. Even if she doesn't want to dance, we'll laugh a little" encouraged Law in his own way.

"Yeah just go, man!" Added Ace.

The blonde man ended his glass and walked to the Y/H/C haired young woman.

"Whatever, if he can't get one tonight he'll have to pay us a diner," said Law for himself and Ace.

Suddenly, I don't know any more if he could get her to dance.

"Excuse me?"

I turned my head to where the voice came from and ended up in front of the blond from the trio. What was he doing here?

"D'you dance?"

I was about to say no, not forgetting the trade with my bestie, but then, I saw his friends, already laughing at the bar. They were probably certain my answer would be defiantly no, so why not playing a little, even if because of that I lose my bet. For a moment, I watched his friends before turning back to him while he still was waiting for an answer.

"Wait until the next slow and I accept."

My answer seemed to surprise him, but he didn't protest and sat beside me.

"May I know your name? He asked politely.

"Aren't we suppose to present ourselves before asking the other?" I said with a grin.

"Oh, yeah... of course. I'm Sabo" he told me, smiling nervously.

"I'm Y/N."

"It's beautiful."

"Thanks..." I breathed, what wasn't the best of ideas in a nightclub.

I looked towards his friends. They seemed to wait something. That I suddenly say no? Then they're running straight to a wall.

"And if we talked while we're waiting?" Proposed the blond.

"Mhm," did I do simply.

"What do you like to do when you have some free time?"

"Well, I like a lot of things, but my top three is video games, movies and books."

"What do you play?"

"Since a couple of weeks I'm hundred percent into Tomb Raider. Do you play?"

"Yeah, a little, but I'm terrible at it."

"Better things to do?"

"School takes a lot of time."

"What do you study?"

"Law. Are you in a university?"

"I already did. Graphic designer studies aren't long."

"Cool."

"Yeah, it was awesome, but now I'm still looking for a job. That's the hardest part. Being hired when you're new," I told with a sad smile.

"You'll find one! I'm sure!"

"I hope so."

Another look towards his friends and they were still glaring at us. Were they really waiting for him to get slapped?"

"Do you think they'll keep talking for long?" Asked Law to his friend.

"Don't know. It's weird he still hasn't been rejected. Usually he gets slapped after two minutes. D'you think she's doing it on purpose to annoy us?"

"No, I don't think so... She seems to really appreciate him... Well, Ace, we'll have to leave him alone for a month now."

"Shit..."

"You don't seem used to nightclubs anyway..."

"Is it that obvious?" I asked with a nervous grin. He nodded.

"Me neither, y'know. My friends brought me here."

"Me too, my best friend. I have a deal with her."

"Which one?" Asked the blond, curious.

"If I don't dance, she'll leave me alone for a month. If I spend a good time, I'll have to pay her a drink next time we come here.

"Haha! I know how that feels!"

"D'you think he told her our bet?" Asked Ace.

"I don't think so, she'd already be gone."

"D'you think he'll tell her?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Me too, I have the same kind of deal with my friends." I had an interrogative look. "If I dance with a girl, I get rid of them for a month. If I don't, I must pay them diner."

My playing grin appeared on my face again.

"Do you want to win your bet?"

"If you dance with me, you'll lose yours."

"I wasn't talking about me."

His eyes became anxious while my smile only grew bigger. I stood up and went towards the bar.

"Benn! Can you give me the mic'?"

"Why d'you need it, girl?"

"If I make you win a little extra money, is it okay for you?"

"Do what y'want!"

"Lower the music, let me walk on the bar and talk in the mic' and it's okay for me."

"Okay! Bring me at least hundred dollars, honey!"

He shouted at the DJ to lower the sound and I stood up on the bar, walking from one end to the other, making my announcement.

"Ladies and ladies, there's in this club a charming young man looking for a partner to dance with. If you're interested, take a look to the couches in the center of the club. You'll find a blond guy with an angel face. But, ladies, this has a price. I know, it doesn’t seem fair, but you'll have him for the entire night. And you'll be able to do whatever you want with him, we don't have to know what you plan for him after a night of dancing. Whatever, you'll be able to choose the price. Some auctions, is it okay for you ladies? Come on, who starts?"

Immediately a voice shouted through the club.

"I give twenty bucks!"

"Twenty," I repeated.

Then, there was a small silence.

"Come ladies. Don't tell me it's already the end. A handsome man like him is only worth twenty dollars?"

"Fifty!" Shouted another woman, standing in the back of the club.

"I hear fifty."

"Sixty!" Said another.

"Come on, girls, you'll have him for the entire night!"

"Eight!" Came the one from the back again.

"Hundred!" Shouted a blonde next to Sabo.

"Hundred-twenty!" Pursued the brunette in the back.

"Hundred-fifty!"

"I hear hundred-fifty over here! Who's going to say two-hundred?"

"Two-hundred-fifty!" Yelled the brunette.

"Sold for two-hundred-fifty dollars to the girl in the back!" I concluded.

I gave the mic' back to Benn and walked towards Sabo.

"You win your bet."

"I don't know if I should be happy or cry because I've just been sold like a piece of furniture"

"You'll maybe never know..."

The brunette appeared at that moment. She gave me the money and almost jumped onto Sabo that I left behind with a small smile.

"Here Benn, your two-hundred-fifty bucks."

"Thanks, kid. I hope I'll see you again more often."

"You know it's no."

I went home, a victorious little smile on my face. We both had won our bets and, both of us would be left in peace for a month.

A month had passed, two even, and I was back in this nightclub. And one more time, it was because of my best friend.

"You come back to work, Y/N?"

"You already know this is never going to happen," I said to Benn with a grin.

"What d'you want?"

"Do you still serve alcohol-free mojitos?"

"And one alcohol-free mojito for you darling. I bring you that in a sec'."

I smiled and turned towards the dance floor. My obsession about looking at the others still hadn't changed and it still was just as fun as before.

My bestie was dancing with a new unknown, a guy was flirting with another one (if he only knew he already had a girlfriend), a girl that went back to her friends after a guy rejected her. Basically, the classic nightclub.

But between all these people, a trio was intriguing me. Three guys, three friends. The first one, tall, Stygian and that would make all the girls on earth fall at his feet without a problem. The second, smaller, with dark hair and with a big smile on his face. And finally, the third one, approximately the same size as the second and with blonde hair. All three seemed to have a good time. Laughing, talking but also gazing to girls. Not much, but we could see some eyes losing themselves on bodies of gorgeous young ladies at time.

The blonde one turned to me and offered me a smile. I give him one back, only way smaller, but then he came to me.

"Do you have a new bet with your friend or am I going to be sold again?"

"I don't have any bet. And you?"

"No, they finally leave me in peace... well, almost."

I smiled a second time. It was weird to be face to face with him. I drank a bit of my mojito, took his hand and dragged him on the dance floor.

Tonight, he's mine.

A/N: So, how much would you have given for a night with Sabo ? Or if it was Law or Ace instead ? Let me know in a review, they're always welcome ! Bye bye !

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dylangoodacre · 7 years

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{The} Teenager Chronicles • Part Three •

The “Kids Zone” was a new addition to the fair this year. There were the plastic, white tables and chairs that they had all over the place but now they were in a special robed off area. There were more corn hole games and a dunk tank and even someone selling pop and popcorn just for the kids. It was secluded and probably boring, and you couldn’t really hear the music or look at the area where all the cool high-schoolers were, but it was nice. It was simple and not crowded and it was the place where Dylan sat by herself and ate her second helping of pirogies for the day. She put ketchup on them which the guy who sold them to her said was weird, but that’s how she’d always eaten them so she shook it off. A boy from the middle school was sitting in the dunk tank and he’d talked to her, but other than that, a majority of her age population was by the “25 & Alive” tent, karaoke-ing, talking, and probably getting frisky behind the old fire station.

“Dunk tank! Four balls for four dollars!” The bug-eyed middle schooler shouted, “Come on, Dylan! You know you want to throw some balls!” “I really don’t, Quincy!” Dylan said with her mouth full. “Yeah you do! Rhett showed me the other day! You gotta have some powerful swing in your arm the way you hit Greyson!” Dylan frowned, shoving her plate from in front of her, “What are you talking about?” “The Fossssters,” Quincy teased, “The whole school saw you crying like a baby! Oh, and punching your brother ‘cause your parents are in jail forever! I mean, they killed two people! They should be in jail forever!” “Shut up,” Dylan stood up, instantly beginning to cry, “Shut up!” “Yeah, if I don’t are you going to hit me?” “I’m--I. You--” Without thinking of much of anything, Dylan rushed over to the dunk tank, dunked the boy and yelled, “Screw you!’ before hurrying all the way home.

For the amount of police officers there were at the fair, none of them really saw anything. They helped traffic and had their own little first aid booth near the bands, but other than that, the cops were clueless. If you walked really far to the right of the fair even past the big slide and the one church, it smelled like weed. There was a picnic pavilion sort of area by a parking lot where young stoners had been getting high since the beginning of time. It was ironic that it was just beyond the churches property, but then again, everything in Brooksville was funny one way or another. Coughing, Isaiah grinned as he passed the final bits of a blunt to his classmate, squirting eye drops in his eyes before making his way to the fair area. He wanted everything that was greasy and gross tasting. He also wanted to make out with someone again, but his salty food craving was surpassing that other desire momentarily. After consuming a full order of fried veggies, an elephant ear and three fried Oreos, Isaiah made his way to the DJ area next to the old fire station. His same stoner classmate bumped knuckles with him, showing him a video of a girl sucking him off in a rusty looking place. It was apparently the new, hidden make-out area on the basement level of the fire station. It was an old jail cell and you could sneak into it and have privacy easily. Isaiah wasn’t a fan of cobwebs or possibly being caught during a hook-up, but he was a couple joints and drinks into the night and felt a little bit like anything was possible.

“Isaiah, they showed clips of you skinny dipping last episode,” A big-breasted, senior girl, Nina, said, draping her arm around his neck, “They blurred out the good parts though.” “Ha-ha, Neen, very funny.” “I’m serious!” They were standing in a decent sized group of juniors and seniors, all of which were either high, drunk or both, and had a reputation of being the cool, party kids, “You’re coming over Jessica’s later and we’re going in the hot tub.” Isaiah’s eyes were glazed off but he smirked, “Alright, babe, alright.” Seconds after, Nina’s lips centimeters from Isaiah’s neck, a fight broke out and all Isaiah caught was Brooklyn wailing on a kid with both fists, screaming over and over again about how he loved Noa, and Isaiah felt like he wanted to puke up all his fair food. “Daammnnn,” Nina laughed, “What the hell’s his problem?” Isaiah noticed Noa from across the street, disheveled and alone, but didn’t hesitate too long before taking Nina’s hand and heading for the jail cell, “Who cares?”

The fun house and the mini dragon roller-coaster had been a part of the fair for as long as it existed. Maybe not really, but for most of the residents that’s what it seemed like. The roller-coaster was small and creaky and went in circles. The fun house was long, a few steps up, but boring. Still, year after year, the new generation of small kids flooded to the two rides, hitting up the cotton candy stand and tiny ferris wheel afterwards. Koby stood awkwardly in the center of it all, watching as two twin boys and their parents braved the fun house. Koby was waiting for some of his other housemates to get there, and in the midst of it all, he’d instinctively ended up where he would’ve taken his siblings - by the kiddie rides. He missed them a lot, and as much as he tried to not talk to Waverly about them, he couldn’t help it. Koby’s life up to that point had been centralized around his younger brothers and sisters. He was used to being the man of the family and taking care of his pride, and now, well, he was just a sixteen year old kid trying to get by.

“Emilio! Be careful!” A mother scolded, shouting for her curly, black-haired son as he ran full speed towards the fun house, “Emilio!” Accidentally, the little boy barreled into Koby, and he let out a reflective grunt. “Ay dios mio, Emilio, apologize!” The mom pleaded, standing the little boy back up on his feet and wiping off dirt from his knees. “Oh, no, it’s okay,” Koby smiled, “It happens. I have seven siblings back at home so I’m sadly used to it.” The mother smiled and took a few steps forward toward the fun house before turning back to Koby with worrisome eyebrows, “I don’t think they’ll let me take him in the fun house,” She gestured towards her stomach, “It says no pregnant women.” “Mm, congrats! And don’t worry about.” He gently ruffled the little boy’s hair, “I’ve secretly been dying to go explore it anyways.” Reaching in her pocket for some cash, the mother beamed, “You are an angel!” “I’m not at all actually,” Koby admitted, “But thank you, thank you. Keep your cash. Uh, can you just promise me one thing?” “...Okay?” “...Keep being a good mom. There’s lots of kids in the world with really crappy ones.”

Some girls really dressed up for the fair. Others didn’t. Some straightened their hair while others curled theirs. Some wore heels for the nighttime and some were casual in sweatshirts and sweatpants. Avalon was a happy medium. She’d perfectly flat-ironed her hair pin straight and applied lots of makeup that still gave her a natural look. Her lips were glossy and pink and her eyeshadow was light but sparkly and she felt good about herself. This was something like Avalon’s fifth or sixth fair, but the day after the festivities she would be turning sixteen and that was a big step in any teenagers life. Sixteen brought driving, getting a job, new responsibilities, and finally stepping into the senior division at dance. It brought bigger upperclassman parties, and being considered just a little bit cooler than any of the fifteen year olds around. Anxiously, Avalon pulled at her white crop top and sat down next to Birdie and a few of the other girls and guys in her grade. A couple guys were tearing at a funnel cake together and when one of them blew some powdered sugar the girls way, Avalon put some on her hands and rubbed it on the boys cheeks. It was messy, but it was flirty fun, and then the street lights turned on and the sun set at the fair.

“Avalon Shaffer if you don’t go make out with Dallas right now I am going to punch you so hard in the boob you’re not going to know what hit you!” “Yeah I will know what hit me! You punching me in the boob,” Avalon smart-talked back to her best friend, Mia, “You just said you were going to hit me.” “Oh...my...God,” Mia was standing in the tiny, girls bathroom in the old theater, reapplying Avalon’s lipstick and mascara and trying to convince her bestie to lock lips, “Just go do it!” “Dallas is too cool for me!” Avalon shrieked a little too loud. “Dallas liked Kylie before and she’s lame, okay? You’re way cooler and he’s such a good dancer and, I’m crying, your babies are going to be blonde Asians!” “Mia!” Avalon slapped her on the shoulder, “Shut up!” “Then go do it!” “Fine!” Avalon shoved her iPhone in her over the shoulder purse and scurried down the steps, out of the theater, and over to the back of the fire station where all the boys and girls were playing their rendition of “Seven Minutes In Heaven,” but in the woods. “Hey!” Mia yipped, out of breath as she addressed the group, “Where’s Dallas?” “He already went to hook up with Logan.” Mia turned to Avalon and mouthed, “What?” “...Oh,” Avalon crossed her arms over her chest, giving a fake smile to her best friend, “I didn’t...I didn’t want to really anyways. I. I don’t like him that much, so.”

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