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Post by Rosalie Hale on Feb 7, 2009 0:07:11 GMT -5
Why am I standing on a cloud
Every time you're around
And my sadness disappears
Every time you are near
You must be an angel
I can see it in your eyes
Full of wonder and surprise
And just now I realize
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
In disguise, I can see it in your eyes
Walking down a crowded avenue
Other faces seem like nothing next to you
And I can't hear the traffic rushing by
Just the pounding of my heart and that's why [/color] Outfit[/center]
Early August, it was hot, well Forks hot which was like 85 degrees. It was only a few months until Aiden was supposed to be born, and they had yet to start on the baby room. She had decided on a very pale blue, with white trim, and then animal stickers on the walls so they could be removed later on if necessary. She got up out of the bed, lately she had been falling asleep like at midnight, up at four, then back to sleep till ten or later. It was now eleven in the morning, and she finally decided to get up, and start work on the baby room.
She dug through a box of old clothes, she didn't wear anymore. Pulling out a pair of black shorts, and a black tank top she put them on. Her hair was pulled back into a bun, and she placed black flip flops on her feet. She could barely crouch, let alone actually get herself dressed these days. Almost eight months pregnant, she looked like she had a pumpkin inside of her.
She walked down the hall a bit. So Esme had worked for months adding more rooms to the house, luckily enough she put a few extras, for if they ever had guests. Rose already had the borders tapped, and the floor covered, as well as the paint in the room, so she could start painting at any time. Pouring the paint into a pan, she got out the roller, and drenched it thick blue paint. She then began to paint the room, pondering if she should go ask someone to help her.
Tagged idc
Codes Talking Thinking Others
Song for Post Angel Madonna
Listening? Monk
Notes yay!!! it's finally up, I've been waiting for ages
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Post by Emmett Cullen on Feb 7, 2009 0:36:14 GMT -5
Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away
Cuz I'm here for you
Please don't walk away and
Please tell me you'll stay, stay
outfit
Obviously this boy was bored. Rosalie was upstairs doing god knows what, (but hopefully Emmett had hoped that she would still be laying down.. But then again, she truly never did listen about that half the time anyways). Emmett sighed softly and kept on playing his little xbox or whatever they are called until he had officially died in the game. Which jsut so happened to be now. It was august, muggy and hot for that matter. Emmett truly never cared for the heat though, He always wore jeans and a hoodie anyways. It was just him anyways, the others had hteir own ideas of clothing, and Emmett had his own.
He hopped himself up from the ground and went up the stairs. Obviously everyone else had their own plans. It was in two months that Aiden would be born.. Rose was more thrilled then ever about that. Emmett cleared his throat and walked up to where all teh bedrooms would be. He gave a questioning look as he walked passed their room, only to see her not in there. He growled quietly and hesitated. He went walking more down to where Aiden's room would be. The door was open. He sighed as he realized Rose was in there. Emmett went towards teh doorway and leaned against he wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
He gave a still smile, and hesitated some. She was painting obviously. About how many times have I told you I would get to this?
[/color] Emmett asked walking more into the room now. She turned to look at him and gave a smile. He laughed a little and kissed her. She set down the paint brush and rolld her eyes at him. He wrapped his arms arund her, as best as he could, and let his hands rest on the baby bump. In just two months, she would have her dream. He's actually letting you paint today?[/color] Emmett asked with a tad of joking. He kissed her again and sighed. thoughts ew codes talking | thinking | otherssong/word your guardian angel = red jumpsuit apparatus / To many words [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by Rosalie Hale on Feb 7, 2009 0:54:05 GMT -5
Why am I standing on a cloud
Every time you're around
And my sadness disappears
Every time you are near
You must be an angel
I can see it in your eyes
Full of wonder and surprise
And just now I realize
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
In disguise, I can see it in your eyes
Walking down a crowded avenue
Other faces seem like nothing next to you
And I can't hear the traffic rushing by
Just the pounding of my heart and that's why [/color] Outfit[/center]
Rose was slowly painting, taking her time to make sure she got it all even. She had been wanting to get it done during the summer, well baisically it was easier to paint when it was warm out, rather then when it was cold. She had mabey three streaks of paint on the wall, oddly enough she was an over acheiver at this. Emmett had been promising her he would paint the room, but he was taking too long.
She heard footsteps coming up the stares, then down the hallway. She instantly recognized the scent of Emmett, and she smiled softly, yet kept on painting away. She heard him stop in the doorway, but pretended not to notice, waiting for him to speak first. She wanted to see what he had to say for himself, like he was playing video games, rather then painting his sons' room.
She rolled her eyes. "Too many, I couldn't wait any longer." she spoke lightly. She turned and smiled at him as he walked into the room. Setting the paintbrush down her arms went up instantly and wrapped around his neck when he kissed her, it was a natural reaction. His hands were resting on her abdomen, even for as long as his arms were, it was still hard to wrap his arms completely around her, and she wasn't even full term yet. She nodded, "Yes, though he was a little resistent at first." she spoke lightly. She kissed him back again. "So... are you going to help me or not?" she asked, laughing.
Tagged Emmett & idc
Codes Talking Thinking Others
Song for Post Angel Madonna
Listening? youtube
Notes I could so pass out right now & slam my face into the keyboard.
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Post by Emmett Cullen on Feb 7, 2009 0:56:56 GMT -5
Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away
Cuz I'm here for you
Please don't walk away and
Please tell me you'll stay, stay
outfit
He rolled his eyes. He said he would get to it, but apparently rose beat him to it. Emmett gave a nod and a short laugh. Obviously now that he was in here, he would get forced to help her paint the bedroom.. But eitherway the room would get done. Am I going to help you paint or not? Emmett replied back sarcastically restating her question into his own.
He sighded and looked down at the paint. Pale blue color. Emmett gave a shrug and looked back at her. Where are them big rollers we bought? The extension ones? (ooc; did i even spell extension right?) Emmett asked eyeing her. For all he knew, they were probably downstairs or even up in the room without him even knowing about it.
They were over in the corner. Ha, he was smart not to even look over there. He hesitated and went over to the corner and grabbed the thing. He hesitated again as he took off his hoodie now, (poor guy loves his hooddies, and didnt need them ruined by paint.). He walked back over to where she was at with paint and gave her a look.
Since im getting put to work, where does the boss want me to start at? He asked with a tint of sarcasm. Truly, he didnt know where she wanted him to start. obviously this would be an all day type thing if he was thinking it correctly. Which, might be the case. Emmett looked around the room, everything was already covered and everything else. There was only a bit of paint from where Rose had started.
thoughts eh here it is. not the best.. HA! i beat the time record i set it at!!!
codes talking | thinking | others
song your guardian angel = red jumpsuit apparatus
words Too many to count
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Post by Alice Cullen on Feb 7, 2009 16:03:33 GMT -5
Thinking of You Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one, I still got the seed
You said move on, where do I go?
I guess second best is all I will know  Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you, thinking of you
What you would do if you were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I was looking into your eyes
Thinking of You [/color] He hesitated again as he took off his hoodie now. He walked back over to where she was at with paint and gave her a look then.
"Since I'm getting put to work, where does the boss want me to start at?" he asked with a tint of sarcasm. Truly, he didn't know where she wanted him to start. obviously this would be an all day type thing if he was thinking it correctly. Alice was sitting in her room, trying to keep herself from calling Jasper on his phone. He was up at the hospital with the twins yet again. They were allowed to come home in about two or three weeks, so Jasper was spend as much alone time with them as he could before they came home to the family. Alice giggled quietly to herself. She could hear Rosalie and Emmett working up in Aidan's nursery. She decided to go see them.
Alice stood in the doorway, watching the two of them talking then.
"Emmy, worried about getting paint on your precious hoodie? Honestly, it can be put in the wash," Alice teased him, giggling.
She walked over to her sister and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Rosalie was seven-months pregnant, she should be resting. Alice, Emmett, Jasper and the rest could paint and such.
"Rose, love, you don't need to worry about the nursery so much. Aidan isn't due for two months. You should be resting. Emmett, Jazz, Bella, Edward, and I can work on the nursery. Just sit down and tell us what to do. We don't want you going into labor early. Believe me, it isn't pleasant one bit, Rosie!" Alice reprimanded Rosalie with a smile, leading her over to a chair. |
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Post by Rosalie Hale on Feb 7, 2009 23:34:49 GMT -5
Why am I standing on a cloud
Every time you're around
And my sadness disappears
Every time you are near
You must be an angel
I can see it in your eyes
Full of wonder and surprise
And just now I realize
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
In disguise, I can see it in your eyes
Walking down a crowded avenue
Other faces seem like nothing next to you
And I can't hear the traffic rushing by
Just the pounding of my heart and that's why [/color] Outfit[/center]
Rose sighed softly, looking over her shoulder as the sun shone outside, coming in through the window. "Yes Emmett, you get to paint. Anyways, I already told you that you had to." she said with a ear to ear grin. She shrugged, "I'm not sure Em, why don't you look around, you're the one that brought everything up." she told him, sighing lightly.
Rose laughed as she spotted the rollers over in the corner. Emmett went and grabbed one himself. "Not that hard to find, now were they?" she asked with sarcasim. She sighed soflty, debating whether she wanted to start painting again. She was about to grab the roller when she heard Alice comind towards the room.
She laughed at Alice's comment. Emmett was as obsessed with his hoodies as Alice was with Gucci. She flashed a smile at her sister as she came over and wrapped a arm around her shoulder. She let out a low growl as Alice spoke. "But I want to paint." she whined. Even though she wanted to paint, she unwillingly sat down in the chair. "I would be perfectly fine, you would know if I wouldn't be." she spoke. Crossing her arms across her chest her eyes found Emmett's, they were pleading with him to reason with his sister. "Unless there's something your not telling me Alice." she spoke softly now.
Tagged Emmett & idc
Codes Talking Thinking Others
Song for Post Angel ;; Madonna
Listening? idk
Notes srry it's so crappy, I'm on low muse rite now... 
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Post by Emmett Cullen on Feb 8, 2009 0:02:06 GMT -5
Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away
Cuz I'm here for you
Please don't walk away and
Please tell me you'll stay, stay
outfit
Great, alice came now. Emmett sighed softly and growled at her comments. Boo hoo. what happens if this was your gucci stuff alice? He said sarcastically. He watched her then take rose away from doing what she wanted to do. He growled again and llooked over at Rose who was giving him a look. He gave her a look back and hesitated some. Alice, Let her paint. She is fine, and she is right. You would know if something wasnt right. And everything is fine. So, just let her paint her son's room. Emmett said now trying to reason with his sister.
There would be a perfect explanation that Alice wouldnt want you to paint. And if there isnt a reason, then you can come back up here and paint okay? Emmett said looking over at Rose. He dipped the rollar in the paint and then started going up onto the wall and painting. Besides Alice, she is capable of doing this.. He's not putting up a fight with her about it. Just let her paint okay? Emmett said. He sighed softly and went on painting still. He dipped the roller in the paint again and went on.
thoughts SORRY IT SHORT
codes talking | thinking | others
song your guardian angel = red jumpsuit apparatus
words Too many to count
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