not your baby

Vienna Betancourt; twenty, musician. "They think we shouldn't be here. Thats totally what they're thinking."

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zella-hartdale:

“What’ll it be, hun? There’s a line behind you so if you don’t know I need you to step aside.” Zella smiled sweetly at the person she was waiting on an order from. She didn’t like being rude but working here for as long as she had she’d learned a line was never a good thing. “Shots, beer, what?”

“Yikes, this is embarrassing, I didn’t know I was in line.” Vienna side stepped so that she was out of the way, and muttered out “my bad” before taking a sip of her drink.

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[text] What's the point? You know what I meant. [text] Doing what? Staying there or looking to do something?

[text] Reading, hiding out until I decide to make another public appearance. Are you looking to do something? 

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[text] Yo, fake girlfriend, wyd?

[text] Ew, you really couldn’t type out what are you doing? 

[text] I’m at home.

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My friend Brodie has an EP out. After Rain. Check it out if you’re into the macho guy shows his softer side singer songwriter type. 

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b-balcoin:

“I do, I really do,” he admitted with a soft laugh and nodded. “Yeah, why not. Let’s go for it.” He nodded, trying to come off more confident than he was, though he was pretty proud of what he had accomplished. He cleared his throat before handing her his headphones and starting the first song.

“Good deal. My expectations aren’t that high, don’t worry,” she joked while putting one of his headphones in her ear, grinning over at him just before the first song started. It was soft and acoustic, which she honestly hadn’t expected. “This is nice. It showcases your voice. And you’re on guitar too, right? Is this all just you?”

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b-balcoin:

“I mean yeah, that’s pretty much it,” he replied with a soft laugh, his smile widening slightly when he saw Vienna. “I mean if you like it, that’s more than a instagram post can do but a post would be appreciated. I’d actually love your feedback.” He took a breath as he shut the laptop. “No takebacks now, it’s out there.”

“Shut up, you know you want that promo,” she said back with a knowing narrowing of her eyes. “So, should I listen to it now?” She pulled her phone out, testing his reaction. “Get some honest, in real time feedback, or should I wait?”

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b-balcoin:

“Okay this is it,” Brodie said out loud as he looked at his laptop, his EP all prepped to be uploaded. “Why is this terrifying? Does it look like I’m sweating? I feel like I’m sweating. Hey do me a favor and once I post it, would you put it on your insta or something..I mean, assuming you like it.”

Smiling with amusement, Vienna nodded, watching him get all nervous as his music finished uploading. “Why is it terrifying? Because you feel vulnerable, and I bet you don’t feel like that very often. And sure, I’ll put it on my instagram. If I like it.”

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b-balcoin:

Brodie wasn’t sure how his slow song would hit the crowd but he was happy to actually see people drunk and high enough to get into it, sway along with someone or even by themselves. He was sure he had caught sight of Juno at some point but did his best to ignore those thoughts as he rode the high of the applause, a huge smile on his face as he got to the bar. “Alright, who’s buying me a drink?”

Though she’d been prepared to tell the guy off, looking over at him, Vienna realized he had just performed, and he hasn’t been half bad. “What are you having?,” she asked, looking at him expectantly, and offering the seat next to her.

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tateahadi:

Doesn’t this song just make you wanna… ?

Vienna didn’t know how to respond to the boy other than laugh, glancing up at how was on stage at the moment, which happened to be Play Morgan, before looking back at him. “Yeah, its okay,” she said back with a shrug, trying to keep a low profile amidst the crowd and enjoy the music with everyone else.

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“Oh. Was Spring Break last week?,” Vienna asked, looking up from her phone. Clearly not being in school, and being a general hermit, left her out of the loop. “Guess that explains the influx of beach pictures on my instagram feed.”

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play-morgan:

“I wasn’t gonna be the one to say it so thank you for taking that one.” he said with a laugh. He nodded his thanks for her compliment but didn’t linger. Instead he smiled wider at the rumor. “You know, I heard that too? And as fine as you are I’m not trying to have any more drama between me and my girl so that one wasn’t on me.”

“First off, don’t call me fine,” she warned, pulling a face of slight disgust. “But can tell ‘your girl’ just how gay I am and that she’s got nothing to worry about. And even if I wasn’t, you’d never be my type.”

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mackenziekchw:

“Oh right. What I meant to say was…” Mackenzie stood up and put her sticks in their holster then ran the short distance until she could tackle Vienna and wrap her arms around the girl, “Baby, you’re home. Welcome home.” Mack kissed Vienna, then kissed her cheek for good measure. “I’m not really cooking anything, more like making sure nothing burns while Jan showers. But I did pick it. It’s called bang bang shrimp pasta. We found it on the internet and I liked the name. Are you hungry?” She asked V while her fingers idly walked up the back of her neck. 

Almost losing her footing for a moment, Vienna laughed as the other girl tackled her, and kissed her back. “Bang bang, is that like the sauce? I’m intrigued. No, I ate while I was out actually.” She smirked, merely joking. “Starving.” Hearing the water still running, she peeked in the direction of the bathroom for a second. “Remind me to tell Jan its her turn to clean the drain out before I find a red hair in my ass again.”

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play-morgan:

“Yo, buy my new EP wherever you get your music. All the proceeds go to fighting this SoWood bullshit however we can. I’m talkin’ to the school to accept new kids, to legal fees to hire the right teams, all that shit. Plus, it’s a good EP so you’re winning all around.”

“You’re a real hero, Play Morgan,” Vienna said with a smirk, approaching him from behind. “’Plus its a good EP.’ There’s a rumor going around that I’m leaving my girls for you, you didn’t plant that for publicity, did you?”

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mackenziekchw:

Mackenzie sat at her drum set off to the side in their living room playing soft sticks while dinner cooked and January showered. She stopped her playing when Vienna walked through the door. “What are you doing here?” She asked, and the smile she was barely keeping at bay the fact that she was clearly setting out to tease her girlfriend, “Haven’t you read the blogs? You’re supposed to be leaving us for Play Morgan.” 

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“Here, as in my own home?” Vienna smirked back at her, setting her bag by the door before making her way towards Mack. “Oh, right, that didn’t last long. Conflicting personalities. Plus I don’t play for that team.” She smiled, turning her head as she got a whiff of whatever dinner was. “What are you cooking?”

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dovemitchell:

It’s the anniversary of Biggie’s death. I think he’s been dead for like 11 years. Crazy. 

“21,” Vienna corrected her, though she didn’t want to be that person, she just couldn’t help it. “The car he was killed in is up for sale by some collector now. Pretty fucked, if you ask me.” She shrugged. “Anyway, Kevin Abstract has been wanting to hang, would you want to come with? I don’t even know if you listen to him, that was totally a gay assumption.” 

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dovemitchell:

“Then you should be relieved that I wasn’t actually talking to you.” Dove retorted, forever the smartass and flung a pen towards Vienna’s head. “What are you doing over there anyway? You know you’re not actually allowed to loiter this long, Joe’s just afraid to say something to you because you’re famous.”

While the pen flew past her head, Vienna flicked the younger girl off, still writing with her other hand. “You know, I quite like Joe,” she said as she looked up. “I’m trying to write lyrics, except my head is all.. convoluted. Do you think Cupcakke would collab with us?”

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dovemitchell:

“God, Lena Dunham is the fucking worst.” Dove muttered behind the counter at Trax while she flipped through a magazine, feeling retro that day. That or her phone was dead

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“If this is about the Golden Globes, I don’t want to hear it,” Vienna said back, jotting down lyrics in a notebook. God, she spent too much time at Trax now. “Her and Natalie Portman can suck it.”