NOELLE AUDREY BERRY [var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5083692"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "http://freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); ∞var fhsh = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id_h = "3014369"; fhsh.src = "http://freehostedscripts.net/ocount.php?site="+fhs_id_h+"&name=&a=1"; document.head.appendChild(fhsh);document.write(""); ]. The name is above and I appreciate it if you called me Noelle. I'm currently in Lima, Ohio and just your 'average' teenager going through my junior year before I get up out of here. Running around with all the Lima A-Listers, got two other girls that share my face and I was raised by two men before it was cool. Anything else that needs to be known might be answered. If you ask nicely, of course.
Eh. I was never one for all those subsections. I’m a rebel that way. But it’s good to know that that’s the exact place where it’s been stated. However, how do you know that a party wasn’t happening at the moment of my mentioning party people? Does it state in the etiquette that you must be attending said party?
If there was a party, I would have known about it. It’s that simple and since I didn’t know about one, there wasn’t one. Pretty much.
It happened to my fathers one year with a costume for one of us. They had waited because one of us (can’t remember who) didn’t know what she wanted to be. So, they waited and waited and waited. To the point where they had to fall back on the third option. Me too. Been had mines figured out.
What? No! Of course it’s meant for everyone to understand. I was trying to describe what it felt like to roll around in paint for a friend of mine’s project. Context clues are very important, my beautiful brunette friend.
Mason smiled as he followed her upstairs. “Well…I do like to eat” he laughed lightly. The boy walked into her bedroom with her and he looked around. He was thankful for the sitting options, seeing as it might be awkward sitting on her bed with her. He put the food on her desk and immediately reached for a drink as he sat down on her desk chair. He swiveled back and forth for a moment and tapped his hands on his legs. “What other music do you like besides Beyonce?” he asked her curiously. Noelle seemed like some edgy girl and he didn’t really know much about her. She reminded him of his sister Maggie a bit, but less…messy.
Noelle settled everything she would need in her spot on the bed before moving over to her player to get things started. Even if she could just open her laptop and go to her iTunes and load up a playlist, there was nothing like listening to music from the CD on the player. She turned around and noticed how he was playing in the chair but she paid that no mind when he asked her what kind of music did she like besides Beyonce. She shrugged her shoulders before answering. “Depends on my mood. The other day, I was listening to Amy Winehouse and the week before that I was listening to Kelly Clarkson. Last month I sort of went through a Britney and Christina phase. Because fuck whoever said you can’t like both when good music is to be listened to. Rihanna is someone I like, too. I’m not really into rock. I do listen to some soul music from the 50′s and 60′s. But honestly, I’ll give anything a listen. What about you. What do you like?”
I’ve never see that show, but I Googled it and whoa! I could ever be that good. Those people probably practice all year around. Which seems a little silly because what about all the other holidays?! Can’t leave them out!
My Dads really like watching some things from the Food Network channel and that was one of the things I liked cause as you said, I could never be that good but they are and everything looks amazing. I have no idea if they do it for other holidays.
Mason nodded and he frowned. “Uh…I dont know maybe we can watch a movie or something.” he shrugged. He didn’t know what she meant by they only agreed to hang out and listen to music. Was she implying something else. He nodded. “Oh, yeah I can help!” He smiled and grabbed some of the snacks. “I like mostly anything so this is good” Mason smiled as he had a bunch of snacks in his arms. He followed the girl upstairs to her bedroom. He had never been in a girls room before. Except for his sisters and Marley but Marley was his best friend so he was always hanging out with her. “i brought my ipod with me too if you wanted to listen to other stuff thats not beyonce.” he nodded.
"That’s cool. We’ll watch a movie, too,” Noelle stated as she started to grab the snacks to carry up to her room. There was going to be a lot of music listened to and maybe the movie would balance things out but she was okay either way. It wasn’t a big deal if they just hung out and listened to music or listen to music, watch a movie and hang out. “Thanks and good because this was all we got but you know, plenty of it around. We could always order something but that’s only if it comes down to it.” Noelle had started to walk through the living room and up the stairs so they could get to her room. She had no clue if Rachel or Abigail were home but that didn’t necessarily matter. She juggled some of the snacks in her hands and twisted the knob to her room. “I am not like crazy or anything but just make sure that if you make a mess, you clean it up and whatnot. You can place your belongings anywhere and if you want, you can lay on my bed or you can sit in the chair to my desk. I’ll get us started, if you're ready.”
You all think you’ve lived, but let me tell you something friends. You have not lived until you have swam in about, I don’t even know, 2 maybe 3 gallons of paint.
THE COLORS START SPEAKING TO YOU, COMRADE!
The yellows start screaming in brightness and the reds? Oh they’re seducing you with their tender strokes and don’t even get me started on the blues. Smooth and thick like a jazz song. If I could paint I’d never leave my studio.