~insert band name here~ RP

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    Jessie nods. "Yeah. We should get going to dinner now."

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    "Hey Emmett careful I nearly spilled the sodas." Merilia said and then she continued walking to the dining room accidentally kicking the diary under the couch.

    Merilia set down the drinks one at each place. On the table was an assortment of nuts, whipped cream, maple syrup, honey, and Nutela. "Pancakes and bacon of course." Merilia smiled walking in to the kitchen again.

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    "Pancakes." Jessie said answering James' question as she walked past.

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    "Pancakes!" She yelled. "I F****ing HATE PANCAKES!" She yelled as she broke a chair. "Opps." She smirked.


    Emmett walked to the dinning room. "Glad she didn't read you." He said to his book of secrets and kissed it and stuffed it in his bag.

    Merilia returned with enough plates for everyone each with two pancakes and three prices of bacon. She set one at each place then sat down herself. "Well if that's so you can go find something else." Merilia said struggling to keep her temper in check.

    "Leave him alone Colt." Merilia said looking as though she was struggling with her temper.

    "Look James just broke a hundred dollar chair, and is complaining about the food I made." Merilia sighed "I am really trying to keep my temper in check."

    Emmett blushed. "Because.... who wants juice any one?"


    James looked with a smirked. "I know."

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    Jessie looked around. No one was talking to her so she had nothing to say. So she started to think of places that might let the band play. They would need a gig sooner or later.

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