#and now we're here and she Says shit sucks and she hates how florida is just Full of bigots but in such a fucking. 'aw well! <:)' way

[bl00dh0rs3]

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[thatssonanii]

Birthday Girl

Bloodline Family Series

Even though Simba complained about Kennedie, he loves her so he wanted to make her birthday as special as possible. He started to complain that her birthday is literally seven days after Valentines Day but he sucked it up just for her and accepted the fact he was going to have to be mushy twice in a weeks time.

Teddy ended up going back home so his dad could fill out his transfer papers from school. He planned to finish his senior year of high school in Florida with Simba. But before he went back he helped Simba plan what he was going to do. Usually he picked Kennedie up for school and got breakfast before going but he had Porshe take her. As far as Kennedie knew, he had an appointment and wasn't coming.

After second period, Kennedie walked with Porshe to their next period with a slight pout on her face. Porshe bumped her shoulder.

"Girl, it's your birthday. You're finally eighteen. What's with the face?"

Kennedie shook her head, thanking a classmate who wished her a happy birthday as they passed her. "I havent talked to Simba at all today. Last time I heard from him was last night when he told me he wasn't picking me up."

Porsche bit back her smile, "Well he did say he had an appointment, Ken. Maybe he was nervous or something and forgot."

"But how? I put those annoying reminders on his phone that he hates," she pouted walking into their next class.

Porshe laughed loudly earning a glare and pout from her best friend. She tried to calm her laughter as they walked through the classroom to get to their seats.

"Maybe that's why then. You know how he gets when he's annoyed. Teddy's the same way."

Kennedie sulked in her desk, "But it's my birthday."

Porshe shook her head at her best friend and pulled her phone out to text Simba without the teacher seeing. Simba was standing in Party City when he got Porshe's text. He couldn't help but smile imagining the pout on his girlfriend's face.

Simba waited for the associate to come to the balloon counter and gave a small smile. "Hey, I came to pick up my balloons."

She smiled politely, "And what's your name?"

"Simba."

After a while, she gave him his balloons and he was out of the store headed to his aunt's bakery to pick up the cake he ordered for her. When he walked in he saw his mom and both aunties behind the counter, he walked behind the counter to hug them.

"What's up? The cake ready, TK?"

Kandice smirked at him and pointed to the counter on her right. "Its over there in the box."

He laughed a little, "Why you lookin at me like that?"

"Same reason we're all looking at you," Trinity teased pinching his cheeks.

Apryl laughed, "Your mean ass being all nice. Took the day off from school to make sure she has a good birthday. Being all secretive and cute."

Shaking his head, Simba went to grab the large cake box so he could leave. "Ima see yall later. I got one more stop to make before she gets outta school."

"Uhuh. I'll see you at home. I got your outfit for later."

Simba thanked his mom, said his goodbyes and left the bakery. After making the last stop to drop the cake, her gifts and most of the balloons off, he sped a bit to get to his high school before school let out. Parking in front on the sidewalk where the student parking lot is, Simba got out with her balloons and roses and leaned against his black challenger waiting for her to come out.

Porshe saw Simba's text and started to coax Kennedie to put a bit of pep in her step.

"Why you rushing me?"

"Cause it's the end of the day," she sassed as they walked towards the exit with their classmates, "And I am ready to go. It's thr weekend, girl. My Teddy bear is coming home today."

When they got outside, Kennedie didn't pay any attention to her classmates grouping up a bit and stopping to talk because they did it every day. After a nudge from Porsche, Kennedie looked up from her phone looking directly at her boyfriend and smiled.

Simba saw his girlfriend smile and smiled back. Her smiles were contagious for him. She walked quickly down the steps with Porsche behind her and hugged Simba.

"Baby, I thought you forgot!"

He laughed hugging her back as best as he could then kissed her. "How could I forget my girl birthday? Especially when she put seven alarms on my phone."

Laughing, Kennedie pulled away them looked at her best friend.

"You knew?"

"Of course I knew, Ken. If I really thought he forgot your birthday, I would've cussed him out by now. But have fun, call me whenever you get back home."

Porsche hugged them both then jogged to her Chevy sonic. Some of their classmates lingered to watch the couple. Simba passed her the balloons and her roses.

The smile on her face grew even wider.

"My favorite colors! Is that money, Josiah?"

He sucked his teeth, "Aight now, ima let that slide cause its your birthday. But yeah it is."

Kennedie counted the roses then stared at him, "There's ten roses."

"I know that," he laughed.

"That's $1000, Simba."

"I know that too," he nodded opening the passenger side door for her, "Get in, baby. Let me get them balloons."

As they rode through the streets, Kennedie kept a smile on her face. She took pictures and videos for her social media accounts. Usually would complain about her doing it but he joined in for her laughing and smiling. He let her play her favorite music as well.

Thirty minutes later, Simba pulled up to the valet of the Four Seasons Hotel Disney Resort. He hopped out with his engine running and opened Kennedie's door helping her out them grabbed her balloons out the back. The valet worker handed Simba a ticket before he entered the hotel.

This was the stop he made prior to getting Kennedie from school. Jey had met him here to check in, since Simba was only eighteen Jey put the room in his name.

The couple went straight to the hotel and up to the tenth floor. Opening the room door, Simba allowed her to go in first and him behind her. Setting her stuff down, Simba approached her from behind putting his hands over her eyes.

"Keep walking," he whispered in her ear.

She laughed nervously, "You not about to kill me or nothing are you?"

He laughed, "Man just keep walking till I tell you to stop."

He led her into the bedroom and took his hands from her eyes. When he didn't hear a reaction, he peaked around at her. He laughed loudly when he saw her squeezing her eyes shut.

"Man, open ya damn eyes, baby. Ain't shit here gon scare you."

Slowly, she opened her eyes. Her hands went to her mouth as she looked around the room.

"Simba," she said touching the cards attached to the balloons, "This is beautiful. Thank you."

"You welcome, Doll. I'm glad you like it."

"What are these attached to the balloons?"

"I wrote down all the reasons I love you, all the things that I love about you and my favorite memories with you."

"Awwee, Simba. I love you."

Kennedie moved to hug him and cried softly into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tight and rubbed her back.

"Love you too, Kenni. Now stop that crying big baby."

She pushed him playfully taking a step back. "Not funny."

"Aight aight," he laughed, "But um I talked to my parents and your mom about us staying so this is us for the weekend. As you can tell it's a Disney resort cause your childish ass loves Mickey and shit. I got us passes for the whole weekend but tonight we have a dinner date and fireworks to see. How that sound?"

Kennedie smiled at her boyfriend still wiping her face, "It sounds amazing, Simba."

"Aight, we don't gotta do nothin that's not why I brought you here. It was just something for us to get away and to be closer to Disney. Aight?"

Kennedie nodded starting to look around the room.

"Cool. Your mom packed your bag and I had my mom pick some stuff out for you, it's all in the closet. Your makeup and all that other shit is in the bathroom," He explained pointing as he went, "You go ahead and start getting ready its three now and dinner is at seven. I'll be back by six thirty."

She frowned, "Where you going?"

He kissed her forehead then started to back away, "Hope you didn't think I was done with the surprises, baby. You'll see when I get back."

Before she could stop him, Simba was gone and she stood looking at all the balloons with a goofy smile on her face. Of course she took pictures and read the notes while she sat on Facetime with Porsche

[flameontheotherside]

Prepping For Round 4 Singing Contest!

I literally flew throught 1k songs on my phone to narrow down my choices for the contest. I've not done any if these yet either as a warmup or contest song. Of course I added songs I know by heart because knowing songs by heart seems to have gotten me this far and choosing songs suitable for the crowd. That's why I need at least 4 songs in case. Luckily for me they don't immediately take our songs. I get some time to gauge the crowd and choose songs based off the vibe. The vibe though...not what I think they like.

Yeah and I know who made it to round 4. Honestly I don't feel like I have that much competition. Chad was voted out and besides me and Rick, he was very very good. Oh well it works for me! 🤣 The other singers were okay. There was this tiny dick douche-canoe drunk asshole though. I can tell he can sing. However I guess due to drinking beforehand, he was way off tempo and off pitch. Somehow he made it and his ex wife did too. Yeah she kind of sucked.

*rubs hands together* 😈

I have less than 2 week to figure this shit out. Firstly, I'm going to work on more memorization and voice control. Fine tune what I already know. A few of the songs, I've mastered so they will be song fewer times so that I can focus on songs like Fighter and Show Me How To Live which need power.

We need to get to the bar at least 1x this week so that I can practice on stage. The problem is that it's Thanksgiving week and I'm not sure if bars will be open. We'd have to go tomorrow or skip out until Saturday. 🤷‍♀️ I gotta talk it over with Rick.

The winner gets 200$.

We are moving and we could use the money. I know some people like my friends know my situation and voted for me to support. They told me so. I overheard this one lady (annoying and constantly oggled at my bf but whatever) she was voting for me and it felt nice. I don't hate her as much anymore.

Well of course a little bit of an ego boost is nice. I know I'm not the best singer. I've seen some really wild shit. The last contest I was in, I got 3rd place. Hell, I was happy to have gotten even that far. There we're judges in this one. Like America Idol but less bullshit. It was done at the hard rock hotel in Hollywood (FL) before the renovations. A huuuuge fucking stage and you got up there!

Reputation is everything!

People know me or know of me. It's weird because it wasn't really this way way back in Florida. I was the Paramore Girl because all I sang were their songs. My voice has matured since then so it's a little bit of a strain to hit the high notes. 😭

Here in Tacoma I can go to one bar and someone would walk up to us and say they've heard of us being the metal singers. Never seen them before in my life but they have a friend who knows of us. So far it's happened 3x. What was really flattering is a couple girls approached me all fan-girling. I've not had this much attention in my life and it really feels good to finally be known for something POSITIVE for a change.

It sounds like bragging but give me this to boost myself up, okay?

Don't like, be salty or whatever. My biggest dream was to perform on stage whether it was playing orchestra or a metal band. I was going to do orchestra (I played just about every Clarinet) or a metal band playing guitar and singing. I played instruments most of my life and sang all of my life. My mom ways knew I had talent but I couldn't shake stage fright. Karaoke helped me with that. I finally had a stage and I'd practice, and take advice from professionals.

So it feels fucking amazing when people approach me with compliments, right-ons, high fives, claps and drinks. Haha 😂 Now I'm in a band and people are constantly asking me when we're going to play. Now that's is annoying because I want us to be but it's taking a little bit.

Okay no more rambling...