awakefrommynap

[awakefrommynap]

@ofsticksabeat

{After what felt like an eternity, the school day ended. Once it did, I dropped off a few books at my locker that I wouldn't need tonight, and then I made my way to the locker room, so I could change for cheer practice. Within a few minutes, the other members of the squad trickled into the locker room as well so they could all change, too. Before long, we were all meeting up at the field for practice...

The practice lasted the normal couple of hours, and once we finished, I returned to the locker room, so I could shower, and change into my previous school attire. After I was done, I left the locker room, and then I made my way out to the student parking lot, so I could head to my car and get out of here. I knew I would have basically just enough time to get home, drop off my bags, and then change for the dinner tonight, so I didn't have time to dawdle...

That thought no sooner crossing my mind when I made it home and inside the apartment when I was met by my dad who gave me an update on the time; flashing his watch at me as he clued me in as to exactly how many minutes and seconds I had before we were leaving for the dinner} Got it, dad... Any update on the weather while we're at it? {I aired out with a sarcastic playfulness as I made my way to my bedroom; closing the door behind me so I could change my clothes and get ready in the eleven minutes and twenty-four seconds my father was allotting me before we'd need to head out}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

[awakefrommynap]

@ofsticksabeat

Sounds good. Count me in. {I flashed Jeremy a smile. Once we reached my homeroom, I started to make my way inside the room; pausing a second to turn back to flash Jeremy an amused grin} I'll try not to. No promises though. {I joked in reply before adding} See you later, Jer. {I said with a grin before I continued into the classroom; taking my usual seat beside Erica before she shot me a look} "My mom told me to remind you about the dinner tonight for my dad. She's expecting everyone to be there... Apparently even grandma and grandpa Geller are also coming. I wonder if Grandpa will tell us that story about my dad sitting on his lap at the spa that time..." {Erica said as she rolled her eyes. My lips pursed slightly and my nose wrinkled} Yeah, we've heard that one a lot, and honestly, the details of it are just cringy so fingers crossed that he'll find a different story to tell. {I said in reply. By now I looked over some notes for a quiz I had coming up in my next class while our homeroom teacher started taking attendance. I raised my hand to alert our teacher that I was present; all the while continuing to read through my notes. This of course didn't stop Erica since she kept rambling on about other weird stories her grandparents have told during previous dinners we've spent with them. Truthfully, I didn't care since I had this quiz to focus on at the moment, but I just nodded occasionally as a means of giving Erica the impression that I was hanging on her every word, where in reality, I had no clue what she was talking about now}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

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@ofsticksabeat

Well, if we're already going out to dinner, maybe we could save the late night waffles for another night... {I started to say with a soft chuckle and then a smile before adding} I'm all for hanging out at the coffee house afterwards, if you want, though. I mean, I've got an early morning ahead of me, so I'll probably do the hot tea side of that plan over coffee, but regardless of that, we'd get to hang out. {I gave an alternate suggestion to our plans. The way I saw it, I was glad to hang out with Jeremy so as long as we got to do that, the place probably wouldn't matter quite as much} After my cheer competition when I'm not counting calories quite as closely, do you want to get those irresistible waffles you mentioned? {I offered with a warm smile. I knew I hadn't exactly when a great, or all that reliable friend to Jeremy lately, so I was trying now. Jeremy was really important to me so the last thing I wanted to do was to lose him as my friend. Still, Jeremy understood how crazy-busy my schedule and life was currently... Between SGA, honors classes, football season cheer, the upcoming cheer competition, and a whole other list of extracurricular activities that I was involved in, I barely had time to breathe. Still, Jeremy was important to me, so I'd find any time that I could in my schedule to spend time with him. I silently considered as we reached my homeroom classroom; knowing it was quickly approaching the time that we'd have to go our separate ways or Jeremy would end up late for homeroom} See you at third period. {I said with a grin as I prepared to make my way inside the classroom. Not wanting to run Jeremy late for his own schedule}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

[awakefrommynap]

@ofsticksabeat

{My feet instinctively slowed and a soft giggle left my lips as I saw Jeremy jog up to my side. Finding a hint of amusement seeing he was a bit out of breath} Hey, Jer... Good morning. {I said with a smile in response} Walk me to homeroom? {I asked that in the form of a question since although I assumed he jogged up to catch up with me in order to walk me to homeroom, I didn't want to just assume that was his plan. Especially since that ran the chance that he'd end up late for his own homeroom. By now my arm looped harmlessly through his. I know if others saw that they would think there was something going on between Jeremy and I, but of course Jeremy and I knew it was innocent and just how we tended to be with one another} I have cheer practice after school and then some homework to do later, but any interest in grabbing a bite to eat with me later? {I knew I didn't have the most reliable track record, so whenever Jeremy and I did make plans together there was always about a fifty-fifty chance I'd have to cancel because something else came up... In fact, that suggestion no sooner left me when a sigh followed} Crap! We can't do dinner just us tonight... We all have that celebratory dinner party thing at the Plaza that we're supposed to be attending for Uncle Chandler's promotion. I can't believe I almost forgot about that. Especially when both my mom and my dad reminded me of it last night and again this morning... {I shook my head lightly. I mean, yeah at least we'd still technically get to hang out tonight, but it would be us and all of our parents and family members too, so it wouldn't really be the same} Maybe the coffee house after dinner, if it's not too late? {I suggested as an alternative idea. Grant it, I got up ridiculously early every morning, so I couldn't stay out too late, but it was at least a good thought in theory}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

[awakefrommynap]

@ofsticksabeat

Exactly. He's afraid of my mom... Even if he's too stubborn to admit it. {I typed back with a soft giggle and an amused grin as I hit "send" on my message. Immediately following up with a second message of} Goodnight, Jer... See you tomorrow. {Adding an innocent heart emoji like I always did when him and I texted before I shut my bedroom light off so I could get some sleep...

The next several hours went way too fast because before I knew it, my alarm clock was going off, and I was having to get up and ready for the day. Given that I was about to go to the gym to work out, I didn't bother to shower first. Instead, I just washed up a bit and threw my hair up in a ponytail before I dressed into my gym clothes. I packed up my outfit for the day, my day, and normal gym bag toiletries before I slipped my feet into my work out shoes. Within a short while I had left my bedroom with everything I needed in hand, and said "bye" to my parents. Of course my dad insisted on driving me to the gym, which was fine, and then I assured him that I'd be fine walking the short distance from the gym to the school once I was finished. He hesitantly left after he made sure I got inside the gym safely...

After my lengthy workout, I showered in the lady's locker room of the gym, and then got dressed into my outfit for school. Arriving at school a few minutes later and then after a brief stop at my locker in order to grab the books I'd need for the first part of my school day, I prepared to head to homeroom. I knew today was going to be a long day... Between the hectic school day, and then a lengthy cheer practice after school, I knew I'd be exhausted. Given that I had dinner plans with my parents and our family later though, I knew it would make for an even longer day. That was my life currently though, so just like I normally did, I'd face this one with as much energy, perkiness, and enthusiasm I could though. After all, I had a reputation to keep. I silently reminded myself as I shut my locker door, and then prepared to take the familiar walk down the hallway toward my homeroom classroom}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

[awakefrommynap]

@ofsticksabeat

{Before long I made my way to my bedroom so I could get ready for bed. I knew I had a super early morning ahead of me tomorrow, so I'd need to get enough sleep. Man, if I went to cheer practice dragging, the squad would never let me hear the end of it. Erica, especially. I swear, in some ways she was a carbon copy of her mother. I thought to myself as I washed up and then changed into my pajamas. After saying one more "good night" to my parents, I pulled the covers back on my bed and I crawled into it. A smile filling my lips when I got Jeremy's text. Knowing my dad probably gave him the riot act after he sent me inside} Eh, don't let him get to you. He's just trying to seem intimidating. In reality, he's a wimp who cries at the drop of a hat and bruises like a peach. {I joked in reply as I hit send. Immediately typing up a follow up text} I had fun too. See you tomorrow, Jer. {A smile resting on my lips as I hit send and then placed my phone down on the nightstand beside my bed. After getting comfy in my bed, I shut off the lamp on the table beside me, closed my eyes, and I made my best effort to get some sleep}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

[awakefrommynap]

@ofsticksabeat

{I smiled hearing Jeremy nervously trying to keep me out of trouble with my father. Honestly, I wasn't all that worried. My dad might huff and puff in his overprotective manner, but at the end of the day, I rarely got in any real trouble. Especially once my mom intervened and told my father to relax. He didn't like it, but he caved every time. You know, minus the whole "we were on a break" argument that apparently would last for all of eternity between them. That was beside the point though} Daddy, come on, I told you that I was going to take Jeremy out to celebrate his great performance tonight. Besides, like Jeremy said, he made sure I got home safe and sound, so you have no reason to be upset right now. {I could see none of this was comforting my father. My eyes shifting into a subtle roll at the thought of that. There's a word for people like my father and Aunt Monica. It was "drama queen."} "Emma, tell Jeremy goodnight and go inside." {My father said flatly which prompted another eye roll from me} Night, Jer... Text me when you get home so I know you got home okay. {Not that Jeremy had far to walk, and we lived in a basically safe neighborhood, but still, this was New York City, so you never know. I gave Jeremy a hug and flashed him a warm smile before I did what my father said and went inside the apartment building. Silently making my way up the staircase to our floor before going inside our apartment} "Hi, sweetie. Did you have fun tonight with Jeremy?" {My mom asked with a bright smile before my father trudged in the door immediately starting into his lecture. I didn't speak. I didn't need to since my mother told him to relax and reminded him that we didn't do anything wrong. Pointing out that it's not like they had to pick Jeremy and I up at the police station. "They went out to dinner, Ross. It's not a crime to hang out and get food with your friends." I heard my mom add as I went into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water before continuing on toward my bedroom. I had a little homework to do before I'd ultimately call it a night}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

[awakefrommynap]

@ofsticksabeat

Oh really? Are you offering to speak to my dad on my behalf? {I asked with a soft grin. Appreciating Jeremy's offer, but if I was being completely honest, I didn't think it would make any difference who spoke to my dad. He was stubborn and set in his ways, so I don't think he'd listen to anyone who tried to reason with him; especially if he felt like they were asking him to change his ways, or in this case, to lower his overly protective guard around me a bit} Hey, if you think it will help, I won't stop you... Just keep in mind though, my dad might just be the most stubborn and hard-headed person in existence, so don't be surprised if you get nowhere with him. {I said with a smile as I remained contentedly close to Jeremy's side as we walked back to my apartment building. For his sake, he should be relieved that we should make it back to my place before my curfew. Otherwise my father would probably we waiting outside the apartment building; pacing frantically while waiting for me to get home} Speaking of things that shouldn't surprise us, I have a feeling we'll see my father outside the apartment building and pacing like an idiot while anxiously waiting for me to get home. {I shook my head and made a face at the thought of that. Yes, I loved my dad, but he sure was a pain in the butt the majority of the time} Okay, you didn't need to agree with that less than flattering description of me, but I'll let it slide this time. {An amused smile creasing my lips as we continued to walk toward my apartment building} Look! I told you! {I called out as my apartment building came into view, and just as I predicted, there's my idiotic, overly protective father outside pacing anxiously} He's out of control. Think your parents will adopt me? {I joked to Jeremy as my dad noticed us and started to approach; being completely obvious as he pointed to his watch} "Cutting it a bit close tonight, aren't we?" {My dad said as he came to a stop in front of us; prompting me to lift my head from Jeremy's shoulder, so my dad wouldn't think anything of that}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

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@ofsticksabeat

{I made a face and shook my head as we continued to discuss how overprotective and annoying my dad could be at times. Yes, I knew he meant well... This overprotective and controlling thing was the way he apparently showed his love. I basically hated it though. He even got on my mom's nerves at times with that. Usually when that happened the whole, "we were on a break" story would come up, and an argument would ensue, which prompted my mom to put my dad in his place, but still, it was annoying} Oh trust me, I've tried... Reasoning with that man is a waste of time. There's no reasoning with him, or getting him to see things from another person's perspective. My dad is so stubborn that he's convinced he is always right. It drives me crazy. {I casually vented as I leaned my head gently against Jeremy's arm as we continued to walk back to my apartment complex} Aunt Monica is the same way. That's why Uncle Chandler just goes along with it and gives her whatever she wants. He knows arguing with her is pointless. {I shrugged casually before my head shook once more} You know, in that sense, I'm glad I didn't inherit that particular Geller gene. I'm more laid back and easy going like my mom when it comes to things like that. {On the flipside, I was a bit spoiled like my mom, at times, but I'd honestly prefer that over being controlling and always having to be right. People don't like people like that} It's just occasional selfishness and being spoiled like my mom that I need to work on. {I chuckled softly as I teased... Well, more accurately, I said in a joking manner even if there was a lot of truth to my statement}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

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@ofsticksabeat

{I gave a nod and chuckled as Jeremy mentioned the fact that my dad didn't play when it came to my curfew. He was definitely what you would describe as an overprotective dad, which in a sense, was nice having a father who cared so much. On the flipside though, it got annoying at times. Especially when he'd show up at random places that he shouldn't show up at, and embarrass me as a result. I still can't forget the time Erica and I went to a pool party at Lydia's house, and my father /and/ Aunt Monica both showed up to drag us out of there, because they wanted Erica and I at some lame barbecue they were having at Aunt Monica and Uncle Chandler's place. The thing was, there wasn't actually a barbecue really planned. They just lied and threw one together on the spot because they didn't want Erica and I being somewhere that they weren't there to supervise our every move. My eyes rolling at the mere thought of that. Bottom line, Erica and I ended up looking like total losers to the rest of the squad that our parents ruined the pool party for complete nonsense} Don't I know it... Remember that time him and Aunt Monica showed up at the cheer squad's pool party to drag Erica and I out of there? Lying about some made up barbecue just to ensure Erica and I were somewhere that they could keep an eye on us. {My eyes rolling once more at the thought as Jeremy and I left the diner and then started the familiar walk back toward my apartment complex} You're lucky that your mom and dad are more laid back about that kind of thing. I mean, my mom is cool and easy-going, but my dad is crazy overprotective. {I further shared in frustration as we continued the familiar walk through the streets of New York} Did I tell you my dad was trying to convince me to let him and my mom drive Erica and I to the cheer competition instead of letting us ride in the bus with the rest of the squad? Of course my mom put her foot down and told him he was being ridiculous, but he sure tried to make that happen. Sure, I know it's nice to know he cares, but at the same time, I wish he'd back off a bit at times. The overprotective thing gets really annoying at times.

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

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@ofsticksabeat

{I gave a slight nod in response to Jeremy's comment. I knew he didn't want to look like a fool on the football field, which was why he was doing what he could to prepare himself for the tryout, but I just felt like there was more to the story than Jeremy was giving me now... I wish I knew what his real motivation was behind suddenly wanting to join the football team. Was this really about some hidden desire to be a football player? I highly doubted it. In my gut, I knew there was more behind Jeremy's reasoning. I just wish I knew what it was. Especially since I genuinely worried about his safety out on that football field. I mean, I loved Jer. He's my best friend in the world, but let's be honest, he's more of an Uncle Chandler than he is an Uncle Joey when it came to athletics. Jeremy had so many talents... Sports and coordination just weren't ones at the top of that list. All that to say, I only wanted him safe, so although I considered expressing my concerns to him now, I opted against doing so because I didn't want to destroy his confidence. I had already been a crappy friend to Jeremy lately, so I couldn't risk my concerns leading him to believe I wasn't supporting him in this desire now too. I needed to step up and be a better friend to him. I just hoped my silence now would come back to bite us both in the butt} Uncle Joey and Aunt Monica will make sure to properly prepare you for the tryout. No offense to Uncle Chandler, but he's just not quite as athletic as the others. {I added with an amused smile before shrugging casually. Once I finished off my milkshake, I gave you a nod in response} Yep. We should get home. If I am late for curfew, my dad will probably send out the SWAT team to find us. {Although my comment was said in a joking manner and tone, there was still a lot of truth in that, since Jeremy and I both knew my dad could be overprotective at times. I silently considered as I put enough money down onto the table to cover our check and tip before we took our leave from the diner}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

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@ofsticksabeat

{I chuckled softly and flashed you an amused grin when I heard you mention that Aunt Monica had helped teach Jeremy a few things about football too} Probably for the best. Shockingly, my dad might be helpful too, since him and Aunt Monica used to be really passionate about football. Oh, or even Uncle Joey. {Trying to veer Jeremy toward people who knew more about football than Uncle Chandler. I mean, Uncle Chandler was great and all, but I didn't exactly see him as the best one to give Jeremy the lowdown on football. At least not as a means of properly preparing him for this upcoming tryout for the varsity football team} Anyway, I just want you safe is all, Jer, but if trying out for the team is what makes you happy, then you have my support. I'll literally be cheering you on from the sidelines. {I added with a soft smile as I finished off my food and then continued to nurse my milkshake} And as far as the song goes, I'll be looking forward to hearing it. {My smile brightened a bit as I eventually finished off my milkshake. Knowing we'd need to finish up here and leave soon'ish since we both had an early morning tomorrow, but for now, I was just enjoying some quality time alone with Jeremy. Especially considering moments like this were few and far between lately}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

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@ofsticksabeat

I am. Trust me, Jer.... I would never starve myself or anything like that. I'm just trying to eat healthy until after the competition. You know, tonight be a rare exception to that given we're out here celebrating your greatness. {I added with a proud grin as the conversation shifted back to Jeremy's idea to join the football team. Personally, I didn't think it was a good idea. I mean, no offense to Jeremy, because he had /a lot/ of talents, but sports tended to not be in that list. He was so good at the technical stuff... Music, instruments, computers, and all things technology. I was honestly worried Jeremy was going to get hurt. Still, he seemed to have his mind set on this, so although I had my concerns, I didn't want to squash Jeremy's newest dream. Especially given how supportive he's always been of me and my endeavors} Wait, did you say Chandler? As in Uncle Chandler is the one preparing you for the football team tryout? {My eyes widened slightly. Making all of this an even worse idea since Uncle Chandler was the epitome of clumsy. Jeremy would be better off being coached by Aunt Monica or Uncle Joey over Uncle Chandler} Jer, if you really want to do this, then I support you... Just please promise me you'll be careful. Football is a dangerous sport, and I'd hate for something to happen to you. {I flashed him a smile as I reached across the table to give Jer's hand a gentle squeeze before retracting my hand to take another sip of my milkshake} Oh, and trust me, I am honored that you wrote a song about me. Nobody's ever done that for me before.

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

[awakefrommynap]

@ofsticksabeat

{I shook my head and aired out a soft laugh when he added "Greene" to the end of my ridiculously long and hyphenated name} Yeah, don't forget that part or my mom will have a fit. {I added in amusement before a soft grin followed} As far as the eating thing goes, I eat, but I mainly stick to salads without dressing, and grilled chicken or fish, currently. Trust me though, I eat. I just tend to avoid eating like this since it makes me feel bloated. Besides, it also makes me a hypocrite because I get on the girls about eating healthy on a daily basis. {I said with a casual shrug and a sheepish grin as I continued sipping on my milkshake} You dedicating a song to me though... I feel honored. {I said with a genuine smile. Jeremy really was sweet. My best friend, without a doubt. I honestly didn't deserve him though because I knew I wasn't as good of a friend as he was with me. At this mention of football though, my eyes widened in surprise. Oh wow, how was I going to respond honestly to that without busting his confidence? Still, for Jeremy's safety and well-being though, I had to say something to gently discourage him. I mean, the risk was higher than not that he'd end up hurt} Really, Jer? I didn't know you were interested in football? {I started with that so I could try and get a feel for how interested he actually was, or what what really driving him to this idea. Truthfully though, it might not be that big of a deal if he does try out for the team. Not that I didn't believe in Jeremy, but I've seen his lack of coordination, so even if by something shy of a miracle, he made the team, the coach would probably never play him, so it might be okay}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.

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@ofsticksabeat

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{Amusement creased my lips and a soft laugh followed when I heard Jeremy's retort about climbing into my window should I decide to go into hiding} This is true... Further proof that you're the best friend anyone could ask for because I don't have another person in my life who would vow to do the same just so they could see me. {I said with an amused grin as the conversation shifted to him singing at Central Perk} I'll make it happen. Don't worry, Jer. You deserve to have your songs heard. {I said with a smile before adding} And I'd be honored if you decided to dedicate one to me. {Reaching across the table to give his hand a gentle squeeze before retracting it once more to drink my milkshake} No matter what, I'll always have your back, Jer. {I shared with another soft, sweet smile, but found my smile brightening when I heard his words of encouragement} Thank you for always supporting me, Jer. Once cheer season is over I'll relax a bit, but for now, I can't afford to put on weight. {I admitted as I continued feeling guilty over my splurge tonight. I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't help it. I owed it to my squad to be in the best shape possible} That makes sense about Erica though. I noticed her face breaking out a bit, which is usually a result of grease and sweets. She claims it's just a stress break out, but I'm sure it's her eating habits. {My head shaking slightly as I took another sip of my milkshake} So, are you doing marching band this year? {I asked as a means of making conversation. Knowing normally during football season Jer did marching band for the games while I cheered}

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Offering to help out; it was in his nature especially when it came to Emma. Jeremy knew he was a sucker; he was what you called whipped for his best friend. He’d fall to his feet if she asked him to. He’d drop his showcase if Emma called in desperate need. Not that he was proud of it; but it’s the small gestures you do when you care about someone, when you love them. And he picked up on the sadness, the frustration the brunette felt when she spoke about the squad, and what the problem was. 

Again remind you he’s been to each competition simply to support her; bored out of his mind. But he showed up for her; and the routine was.. The same each time. It kinda begged the question of how the squad made it this far. But I kept that thought to myself. Instead at her smile at the offer, I felt that foolish smile pull at the edges of my lips. 

“ If you want me to, I will. I can mix together a good set of beats for you guys or set up a list of songs I feel would fit your routines. Because I doubt you’d be considering forming a whole new routine yet. Given how close the competition is.” I almost sounded liked I cared was passionate about this prospect, but I knew I was only interested in making Emma happy. Her smile lit up the room, and it made my heart race uncontrollable. I had leaned closer to the edge of the table wrapping my palm around the freshly brewed coffee. Bringing the mug to my lips; I took a sip as I thought more to myself. 

The chatter around us zoned out of my mind; I was only focused on her; Emma. 

She wasn’t wrong, I was clumsy there was a chance I’d fall right on my arm, or injury my ankle just to impress her; but despite my boldness it appeared I hadn’t given my feelings away yet. Phew what a relief to myself as he let a low laugh be heard. “ Okay I think you underestimate me Emma, I can move a little without falling. I’m not half as clumsy as I once was..” A lie probably but I hated to admit defeat. Shaking my head at her kind words; I did try to be her lucky charm, and if the female went along with it amazing. 

“ I wouldn’t miss it, I promise I will be there.” Sitting in the front row, pretending to understand all the flips, all the tumbles because I was reliable, she could count on me. As for my music; it was a work in progress. I had exhaled lowly as shoulders pulled into a light shrug. 

“ I don’t know, maybe next week. I happen to be tight with the owner.” I teased but we both knew it was our parents that had my back the connections, but this world of music was all about who you knew.