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Post by amelia emily campbell on Jan 8, 2010 21:03:15 GMT -5
 
Amelia climbed out of bed before giving her fiance a peck on the cheek. She whispered those three small words to him, with a small smile on her face as she recieved them back. Grabbing her clothes from her closet, Amelia ran to her bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She jumped into the shower for ten minutes, before she got out. As she brushed her hair, she smiled, seeing a text from Ronnie. She texted back, asking Ronnie to meet her at Paty's for a lunch date, and she put her phone down. She put her brush back where she found it, and she picked up her under clothes to begin getting dressed.
It took a few minutes, but she got dressed in a plain blue t-shirt, a pair of dark, blue faded and ripped jeans, and a pair of sneakers. Amelia pulled her hair up into a ponytail, making it neat as she picked up her clip, and put it in her hair, to hold up her ponytail. Amelia put her pajama's in the clothes hamper as she exited the bathroom with her phone in her hand. Thinking why she had her phone in her hand, she put it into her pocket as she grabbed her keys off of the key rack, and walked out of her bedroom, closing the door behind her, so her fiance could have some peace and quiet when she wasn't home.
Amelia was ecstatic about getting married. The two of them had already started planning, but they've been careful about money issues, since they almost called off the wedding already, due to money issues already. Amelia didn't want that to happen again, she loved him too much to let him go. She was ready for a big commitment like that, and she wanted to show it to everyone, even the public. It didn't matter to her, it was her way of showing affection, she wanted to show off what she had. Though most of her decision making was done, she had a big decision to make. She was pretty dead set on who she wanted to be her maid of honor, but making the wrong choice creeped up on her. She didn't any of her other girl friends to be upset that they weren't picked the the maid of honor. Then again, it wasn't like all of Amelia's friends weren't going to be in the wedding anyways.
Walking out of the house, she closed the door behind her. She walked down the driveway, to her silver Yukon jeep in the driveway. Amelia loved having a big car like this. When she was out with friends, she could fit, like really, a maximum of ten or eleven people in her car alone. It was a party in a car like that, it was loud, something Amelia needed to keep going, it was like loudness and laughter was her adrenaline. Putting her keys into her ignition, Amelia pulled out of her driveway and made her way to Paty's to meet up with Ronnie. She was excited she and Ronnie had plans, they were the best friends and Amelia loved hanging out with her, she wouldn't change their friendship for anything.
About fifteen minutes later, Amelia pulled into the Paty's parking lot. She parked her car and took her keys out of the ignition, giggling as the paparazzi began to crowd around her car. She climbed out of the car and closed the door behind her after she got her bag. Placing her bag over her shoulder, she made sure her car was locked, before she put her keys into her bag and zipped it up. Amelia began walking with a smile, to the Paty's door to wait for Ronnie to arrive. Standing a little ways away from the door, Amelia couldn't help but laugh at the questions the paparazzi were shooting at her. Amelia thought this was cute, so she didn't really mind answering questions while she waited for Ronnie. "We're still planning our wedding, we have no date yet," Amelia said, with a small laugh as she answered a photog's question about her fiance, "Who am I meeting here?" She asked, "Pshhh, my best friend, Ronnie. Who else?" Amelia asked, playfully.
TAGGED: victoria harris.
WORD COUNT: tooo lazy to look ahah
OUTFIT: amelia's outfit
MUSIC: louboutins by j-lo.
NOTES: woott.
STATUS: done.
LYRICS: hello seattle - owl city.
CREDIT: julieanne @ caution 2.0 |
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Post by victoria ashley harris on Jan 9, 2010 12:21:05 GMT -5
♥• •♥When I look At You I see forgiveness
( I see the truth )•♥•♥•♥•♥•♥•♥•♥•♥• As normal when Ronnie got up she started texting her best friend Amelia. She had not done this for a while though. One reason being that she just got engaged and wanted her to enjoy herself with the man she was marring. Ronnie met him a few times and they eventually did become friends. Not as close as her and Amelia of course but he was one of her closest friends. Ronnie met Amelia the first week she moved here and they just about instantly friends. Of course there was a big difference between the two of them. Amelia was a famous actor and Ronnie was an average girl who loves music and acting but hides it. She never even told Amelia about it. So Ronnie felt a little wired about them being really good friends when there was a big difference in class. Amelia was of course in the High Class and Ronnie was between middle and low class. But after a while they forgot about the difference and the only thing that was different about Ronnie hanging out around Amelia was the paparazzi. Ronnie was happy they never asked questions about her and they focused all their attention on Amelia. Ronnie was known as ‘that person’ to the press. But she was happy about that. [/font] Amelia texted Ronnie to meet her at Paty's so Ronnie rushed into her bathroom and took a shower and brushed her teeth. Then she went to her small closet and picked out one of her normal outfits. All black basically. She grabbed the keys and headed out to her family’s truck. Ronnie’s mom gave her permission to use it whenever she wanted and Ronnie got her official license two days ago. She was so happy she could now come and go as she pleased. Of course she did have to leave word with either her brother or her mom. [/font] As Ronnie pulled into Paty’s parking lot she could see thousands of cameras flashing. ‘Amelia is here’ she thought to herself and pulled into the first parking spot she could find. Then she walked over to where Amelia was standing. Blocking her eyes and face from the flashes of the cameras. She hated people taking her picture it bothered her. That’s why Ronnie did not make plans to meet Amelia earlier. “Hey Amelia.” She said with a smile still blocking her face from the flash of the cameras. [/font][/blockquote] •♥•♥•♥•♥•♥•♥•♥•♥•You love me for who I am
( Like the stars Hold the moon )
___________________________words ~ too lazy to counttagged ~amelialyrics~when i look at you by miley cyrusoutfit ~Clickcomments ~ not my bestlistening to ~ 19-2000; gorillazcredits ~ nammerz of CAUTION 2.0 |
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Post by amelia emily campbell on Jan 9, 2010 13:57:42 GMT -5
Meeting Ronnie was good for Amelia. They met while Ronnie first moved to L.A and Amelia was the first one to actually really welcome Ronnie to the city. She honestly didn't mind about the difference in their class, all that mattered was that she and Ronnie could be theirselves when they hung out together, and they made each other laugh with anything that they did. Their friendship was the true definition of a 'best friend'.
Amelia couldn't go more than a couple days without talking to Ronnie, her advice was something that she felt she needed, especially with the stress of planning her wedding on her mind. Ronnie met Amelia's fiance a couple of months ago and they became friends, which Amelia was happy about. She'd go insane if her fiance and her best friend weren't friends, then she'd have to worry about 'If you're my best friend, you'd leave him, he's not good for you,' or 'She's not a good friend, she seems too into herself just because she's hanging out with you,'. The two of them being friends was good, that meant the three of them could hang out whenever they wanted, they were a riot when they hung out together, even if it's just at Amelia's place watching movies and throwing popcorn at each other.
Amelia's gaze left the questions flying from the paparazzi as she watched Ronnie pull into the Paty's parking lot. She let her smile get slightly wider, and she waited patiently for Ronnie to make her way over, obviously ignoring the paparazzi asking who she was. Just because she wasn't famous didn't mean that Amelia couldn't hang out with her, Amelia expresses that Ronnie is one of her best and closest friends already. Pouting playfully when Ronnie covered her eyes, Amelia let out a small laugh. "Hey, girl!" She said, "Ready to eat? I'm staaarving, and I need our girl talk,"
TAGGED: victoria harris.
WORD COUNT: tooo lazy to look ahah
OUTFIT: amelia's outfit
MUSIC: ignorance by paramore
NOTES: it's all goood =]
STATUS: done.
LYRICS: hello seattle - owl city.
CREDIT: julieanne @ caution 2.0 |
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Post by victoria ashley harris on Jan 9, 2010 20:25:43 GMT -5
‘Who are you?’ How do you know Amelia? What’s it like being a normal girl and being best friends with America’s new best female actress?’ These are the questions all the guys with cameras spit at her as she made her way closer to Amelia. She did not know how Amelia was able to put up with this every day. Not to mention the fact she always had to look her best when she went out. Even if she was just going for a run or to the gym. Ronnie looked down at her outfit as she thought about this. She was dressed from head to toe in black except for the tank she wore on top of her black shirt. She would no doubt give people reason to talk. She was always told by her mother and father before they split that she was beautiful but since then she did not hear it often. In fact she did not even talk to her dad and when she did talk to her mom they would be fighting. She was not the type of girl you would think to be friends with Amelia.
“Hey.” She said again to her as she greeted back to her. “Ya I am starved." She said in agreement to Amelia. It was true though Ronnie was a vegetarian and salad and other non meat meals never really satisfied her hunger. But nothing was going to ever make her eat meat again. She had been a vegetarian for about a year and a half now and never looked back on it. Unlike her brother who hated the fact they never ate meat unless the family was out for dinner or Ronnie was just not there at dinner because she made plans or something like that. “I don’t know. You know I am not the greatest when it comes to girl talk.” She said smiling and shaking her head with a laugh. It was true though. Well sometimes she was able to contribute but mostly she just let Amelia talk and then Amelia would figure out the problem or whatever the conversation was about. But she still agreed and walked into the restaurant that seemed like it has been forever since she had been to.
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Post by amelia emily campbell on Jan 10, 2010 14:01:40 GMT -5
Amelia always got questioned about being friends with Ronnie and she ignored them everytime. Nobody saw what Amelia saw in Ronnie and it pissed her off so bad. Ronnie was a great friend, and people should really stop judging a book by it's cover, it's on the inside that counts, and sometimes, Amelia would just want to spit out that Ronnie's just as normal as she is, and if they'd want to judge Ronnie, they'd have to judge her too. She had gotten to that point a couple of times before, but never had the nerve to actually something like that, though she cared about her friendship with Ronnie. It was something she'd die for to really give up.
"Yeah,"Amelia said, with a small laugh, "I'm sooo starved, I had a late night last night," Amelia said this to Ronnie with a slight smirk, hoping she got the point of what she said. The late Friday night she had last night ended at about four in the morning, when she and her fiance went to sleep. Now, it was barely noon and Amelia was running on eight hours of sleep, totally not enough for her. She loves sleep and she'd do it all the time if she could, but she knows that she can't with her hectic work schedule. Going to bed late on a night like last night is something that Amelia shouldn't be doing, but it was the first Friday night she had off in a couple of months, of course she would go all out to have a little bit of fun with her man.
"Well, all well," Amelia said, with a small giggle as she opened the door to Paty's and walked inside with Ronnie by her side, "We can talk about my wonderful night last night. And besides, I have something to ask you," Amelia said, with a small smile, as they stood, waiting to be seated. Amelia looked around, and her gaze stopped at a paparazzi outside the window. That was it, Amelia had drew the line when paparazzi go all to record her having a good time with her friend. She stared at the man with the camera for a few seconds, and she sighed, looking back at Ronnie. "Okay, Hon, I know you don't like the paparazzi following me, and I start not to like them either after they go all out to record me having a good time," Amelia said, gestering Ronnie to the paparazzi outside the window, "You don't mind, do you? We can leave if you get uncomfortable, it's not like we can't just go through McDonalds and chill at my house." Amelia told Ronnie, before letting out a small laugh.
Amelia cared about what Ronnie thought about the paparazzi. There were times that they were hanging out, that they actually left because the paparazzi were just too creepy, times that they weirded out both Amelia and Ronnie. There was this one time that Amelia had realized she had been getting stalked by a paparazzi that couldn't go a day without photographing her, everywhere Amelia went, that same guy was always there. Amelia was freaked out by that, she had to get a restraining order. At points like that, Amelia wanted to give up her hollywood life and move back to Arizona.
TAGGED: victoria harris.
WORD COUNT: tooo lazy to look ahah
OUTFIT: amelia's outfit
MUSIC: give it up to me - shakira and lil wayne
NOTES: woahh hello muse =] haha.
STATUS: done.
LYRICS: hello seattle - owl city.
CREDIT: julieanne @ caution 2.0 |
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Post by victoria ashley harris on Jan 11, 2010 16:53:23 GMT -5
Ronnie was happy when Amelia tried to get the press to lay off the questions at Ronnie. Amelia knew that Ronnie hated being asked questions and being photographed of course just by the way Ronnie acted you could guess that. “Thanks Amelia.” She whispered to her even though the press did not listen to Amelia it was the thought that counted to Ronnie. She knew after awhile they would leave her alone. That time was just not now.
Ronnie just shook her head as they walked into the restaurant. Amelia was so open around people it amazed her sometimes. “Try not to give me the details from last night will ya.” She said with a laugh shaking her head. She could tell by the way Amelia was talking it was not something Ronnie was really interested in. Ronnie was planning on staying a virgin until she got married. Or at least till she met someone really special like Amelia did. Kind of.
It seemed to be a slow day in the restaurant. There were still a lot of open tables left. She felt much better now that she was at least a little farther away from the paparazzi. They could not longer hear what they were saying and well they could not have the flash on their cameras on because it would get messed up on the film. Ronnie left out a light sigh of relief. “No it alright. I feel so much better just being inside. A wall way from them.” She said with a laugh. “And besides they are not taking that many pictures now any way.” She told her with a smile.
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