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Post by WHITNEY MEGANNE FORD on Mar 10, 2013 18:53:19 GMT -5
  
Whitney hummed softly, carefully decorating a birthday cake, putting on frosting roses along the edge of the second tier. She smiled softly and stepped back, taking another glance before setting down the frosting bag. Perfect, as were most of her cakes. She expected nothing less from herself.
Gently picking up the sweet treat, she walked it carefully to the walk in fridge where she placed it on a shelf, making sure to put the name card in front of it, so not to forget who's it was.
Brushing her hands off on her apron, she exited the fridge, shutting the door behind her. It was quiet today in the shop, with just a few people coming in to buy snacks and presents for significant others. Her cupcakes were the best in town, she liked to say. It was her own secret recipe that made them so sweet and moist with a rainbow of colors and flavors.
Pulling the apron off she set it over her chair and walked from the back room to see how the front of the store was doing. Leaning down she shifted the cupcakes in the display case around, making sure everything looked amazing. It was quiet but she wasn't worried. Everyone in town was very loyal to her bakery, which was nice to know. When she first opened it up a few years back, it had been hard staying in the black but luckily with a few wedding cakes here and there, word got around about her cakes and hospitality and then it was like a bomb went off. Everyone wanted to taste her sweets.
She was pretty lucky nowadays, which was nice, knowing that depression and darkness was just creeping below the surface. Too much downtime and her mind started thinking about the past and that was no good. Luckily her fiance was there to help keep her head above the raging waters. However it was hard, having him live up here so far from his family. But their love was strong and they knew they could figure it out together. She knew her life would be so much different if he wasn't in it.
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 why is everybody so serious * * WORDS;; 386
acting so damn mysterious* * TAGGED;; Open~
got your shades on your eyes * * NOTES;; NUFFIN
and your heels so high * * WEARING;; Hurrr
that you can't even have a good time * * MUSE;;
forget about the price tag * * CREDITS TO PRICETAGS OF JESSIE J ;; |
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Post by RUBY-GRACE MCPHERSON on Mar 11, 2013 12:56:28 GMT -5
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Ruby had had a long hard day at school. Her kindergarten music class, which usually so attentive and generally behaved so well for her, had been bouncing off the walls. They wouldn't sit still, wouldn't listen, couldn't answer her questions, because they weren't listening. Most of her middle school students hadn't done their home work for the day before, and the high school students, she didn't even want to think about. It had been so frustrating and her patience, which usually was unending, had been running short today.
It was no coincidence that it was a hard day for Ruby. It was the 2 year anniversary of when Jeff had almost killed her. Ruby's physical wounds had healed, though she still bore a few scars. But her mental wounds had yet to fully heal. She was haunted by the memories of that night, not just on the anniversary of it, but all the time. It was why she didn't live alone and rarely ever traveled alone at night. She was always looking over her shoulder and it took her a long time to trust a person.
The whole town, since it was small, knew about Ruby's misfortune with Jeff. How he'd become abusive after they'd moved in together. And how he'd come home drunk one night and beat Ruby within an inch of her life. Her 3 month long physical recovery and all the therapists she'd been to. None of them really ever made a big difference. What made a difference was feeling safe.
As soon as the school be rang for the last period, Ruby got out of there as quickly as she could. Generally she would have stuck around for an hour or so, in case any students came back to ask questions. But not today. Today she needed to try to relax and just get through the rest of this day.
Getting in her little Green Bug, Ruby drove to the bakery. Parking she went inside. Whitney! She called as she entered, sulked to the counter. Dropping her back on it, she got on the stool and put her face down on the counter. Lifting it for a solitary moment she said I need a large coffee and a chocolate cupcake....two chocolate cupcakes! Normally Ruby would never have eaten two cupcakes in one day. But today was just a two cupcake sorta day.
Dropping her head back on the counter, she put her hand on top, played with the locks of her hair black wavy hair. She growled a little bit. TO day was just awful. she breathed. I just wanna lay down and cry! Whitney and Ruby had been friends for quite some time. They weren't best friends per say, but they were close and Ruby had always felt comfortable talking with woman. There was something about Whitney that put Ruby at ease whens he was upset. And she swore her cupcakes had some sort of happy drug in them. Ruby had taken to eating one whenever she was down, and it always lifted her spirits.
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tags;; Whitney
clothes;; click
music;; --
notes;; any other thoughts?
lyrics;; I Can't Do It Alone by 3OH!3
credits;; made by megaru. don't steal. it's so not cool. she will sick ninjas on your butt if you steal.
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Post by WHITNEY MEGANNE FORD on Mar 11, 2013 21:06:52 GMT -5
Whitney blinked as she heard the bell ring and smiled as she glanced up, noticing who her customer was. "My favorite customer!" She grinned, watching as Ruby flopped down at her counter. "Of course hun." She murmured, pouring her a cup of coffee, gently setting it on a napkin in front of her as she went to get her her sweet treats.
Sliding open the glass door, she pulled two chocolate cupcakes out, setting them down on a small plate and pushing it in front of Ruby, knowing it must definitely be a terrible day if she wanted two. "Come on hun, tell Whitney all about it." She said, leaning on the counter, smiling softly, waiting to hear her worries.
Ruby was a very nice lady and was indeed a great customer. They had become friends over the years that Whitney had lived there. She felt connected to Ruby and was sure it was because they had common troubles in their past. Whitney had kept hers rather quiet, not telling anyone but her mother a long time ago.
"You know you can talk to me about anything." After all, it was always nice to get things off your chest and what else were friends for? Whitney was a great listener and always tried to do what she could for her friends, even though she didn't have very many.
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why is everybody so serious * * WORDS;; 386
acting so damn mysterious* * TAGGED;; Open~
got your shades on your eyes * * NOTES;; NUFFIN
and your heels so high * * WEARING;; Hurrr
that you can't even have a good time * * MUSE;;
forget about the price tag * * CREDITS TO PRICETAGS OF JESSIE J ;; |
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Post by RUBY-GRACE MCPHERSON on Mar 12, 2013 19:42:28 GMT -5
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Ruby only lifted her head when her plate of cupcakes and her coffee had been set in front of her. She took a sip of the coffee...black. Ruby-Grace never took her coffee black unless things were going rough for her. And then she took a bite of one of the cupcakes and washed it down with another sip of coffee. Putting her elbow on the counter top, Ruby leaned her head against her hand and looked at Whitney, sighing heavily. The weight of the world seemed to be on her shoulders tonight. It was...just a rough day at school. Ruby answered, minimizing her troubles.
Obviously Whitney didn't remember what this day was for Ruby. And actually, Ruby was fine with that. There had been enough people giving her sympathetic looks today as it was. Perhaps it was making even worse. Kieran, her older brother had made a big deal out of breakfast this morning, making her favorite, Waffles and Maple Sausage. While she had appreciated it, Ruby wished he'd have let the day pass unnoticed. However, she didn't tell him that. Kieran was her rock, her constant, the only person in her life that she could truly depend on at ALL times. Sure she had her friends and she loved them all dearly, but she did have trust issues.
When Whitney said that Ruby could tell her all about it, Ruby decided to give in, because the other woman was obviously not convinced it was just a bad day at school. It's just....it's been two years since all that crap that happened with Jeff....and every day seems a struggle, but today especially. And I dunno...the kids at school just seemed to be extra rambunctious today...Or I dunno...maybe they weren't. Maybe it's just me, because the stress. Kylie took another bite of her cupcake.
She so wished that all these issues from her past could have just stayed there, rather than creep into her future, haunting what seemed to be her every movement and decision. It was an awful way to live. But Ruby made the best of it. Without Kieran, she wouldn't have survived.
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tags;; Whitney
clothes;; click
music;; --
notes;; any other thoughts?
lyrics;; I Can't Do It Alone by 3OH!3
credits;; made by megaru. don't steal. it's so not cool. she will sick ninjas on your butt if you steal.
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Post by WHITNEY MEGANNE FORD on Mar 12, 2013 20:26:30 GMT -5
She snorted, giving her a 'oh come on' sort of look, not believing for a minute that her issues were just nothing. After all she ordered TWO cupcakes. Its not every day that Ruby-Grace McPherson decided it was a two cupcakes kind of day. "I can't imagine it was JUST a hard day at work. I've seen you in here on a hard day of work. Today takes the cake, pardon the joke."
She hadn't meant to forget what day it was. Its not like she didn't take an interest in her friend's life or anything. Just with her own terrible past she knew it was usually just easier to forget and move past horrible events. Otherwise they just tended to wake you up at night and make it difficult to walk home after shutting down shop. Ruby's horrors had reminded her too much of her own and respected the woman enough not to nag her about it. After all, Whitney didn't want everyone to look at her with pity, so she could relate.
Whitney tilted her head to the side slightly, leaning against her counter as she tried to figure out what her friend Ruby was getting at. Something was nagging in the back of her head, like the whole situation should have been obvious but for whatever reason, the baker was blanking. Finally it hit her like a ton of bricks. "Oh! Oh hun I'm sorry I didn't mean to forget what today was... but hey, don't fret. When you're feeling not yourself everything just seems to go wrong. Its not you its... its like you're wearing your beer goggles but I guess they're more like.. um.. well you get what I mean." She smiled softly, hoping it was a kind one.
"You shouldn't worry too much.. yes its tough and terrible but everyone heals at their own pace. One day you'll wake up and not even realize what day it is." That day would be the day Ruby would move forward in life, free from the past that currently chained her. It took a lot of help and bravery and will to get to that point though and honestly Whitney didn't yet know how that felt, even with such a great life going for her, fiance and job and all.
"You should do something fun tonight, go out and get a drink or watch your favorite movie or something. Start a happy tradition and it will make it... maybe not better but easier. And like I said you can talk to me anytime you want." She would never look at Ruby with pity or sadness but just simple understanding and patience, a kindred spirit of sorts.
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why is everybody so serious * * WORDS;; 386
acting so damn mysterious* * TAGGED;; Open~
got your shades on your eyes * * NOTES;; NUFFIN
and your heels so high * * WEARING;; Hurrr
that you can't even have a good time * * MUSE;;
forget about the price tag * * CREDITS TO PRICETAGS OF JESSIE J ;; |
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Post by RUBY-GRACE MCPHERSON on Mar 21, 2013 18:45:54 GMT -5
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No it's okay...I don't expect everybody to be able to remember my problems. she said understandingly. I try not to draw attention to it...because I don't want people to constantly be looking at me with that sad, sympathetic, "poor Ruby-Grace" look. She laughed a little. And then this morning...My brother made a big deal out of things with a special breakfast. And I appreciated it....It was sweet. And it's not like he never does anything like that for me, because he does, on holidays and my birthday and all that. I guess I just would have rather he let it pass unnoticed. At least she knew he loved her and would stick with her. Ruby's relationship with her older brother meant a whole lot to her. Without him, she'd have been completely and utterly lost.
I hope so....because right now it seems like I'll never be able to forget. Ruby tried not to relive the terror and pain of that night. But she couldn't seem to help it. It played over and over in her head whenever it wanted to, whether she'd been thinking about Jeff and that night or not. It was disconcerting and troubling. Especially when it happened at night when she couldn't sleep. More than once, she'd sat up all night with the lights on, afraid to let the room go dark. Some nights, she'd been woken up by the most horrific nightmares. Many times, Ruby felt like she had a great life, other times, it felt like she had no good life at all.
Ruby listened to Whitney's advice. She'd heard it before, but never really headed it. Maybe that was her problem. She'd just been feeling sorry for herself the last couple of years and maybe she had a right too. But it probably wasn't the best thing for her, brooding like this. But, maybe you're right. She sighed softly. Maybe I'll go find some place to sing karaoke or something. Ruby laughed a little, rolling her eyes slightly. She was no party girl. Hardly ever drank. But from time to time, she and Kieran would go out and have a drink and she would sing and he'd watch. Ruby had tried many times to get him up on stage, but he always refused. One of these days she'd get him to do it though.
Anyways...how goes the Cupcake business? Ruby asked with interest.
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tags;; Whitney
clothes;; click
music;; --
notes;; Sorry it took so long to reply!
lyrics;; I Can't Do It Alone by 3OH!3
credits;; made by megaru. don't steal. it's so not cool. she will sick ninjas on your butt if you steal.
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Post by WHITNEY MEGANNE FORD on Mar 25, 2013 16:50:56 GMT -5
Whitney smiled softly at her friend and customer, knowing too well that it was... difficult to get over bad things and all you ever wanted to do was forget those awful things, that you would do anything to just make the memories disappear. She however, enjoyed having those terrible memories. It helped that they didn't affect her quite as bad now but she had come to the conclusion awhile back that... if those terrible things hadn't happened, she wouldn't be the way she was now and honestly... even with her quirks and ticks, Whitney loved who she was. She was happy now, that's all that mattered.
She wished dearly she could find the words to explain it to Ruby. But the words weren't coming together so easily in a way that she could explain and fully express how much she really understood what she was going through. That is, without explaining what she, Whitney, HAD gone through. It really was terrible and she was happy but it still was kind of painful to explain to others and unlike Ruby, no one in this small town knew about her and she would very much like to keep it that way.
"No need to rush out around to find something to do, just do what you love doing. If I was in your shoes right about now you would find me at home baking up everything in my recipe books or down at the gym. You just need a hobby or something to ease the tension and get you to focus on other things. Makes what every else is doing less annoying too cause unfortunately you can't fix them. Your brother will probably be that way for a long time to come and that's just cause he's family." Which wasn't always a bad thing.
She thought about her business as she asked, glancing around the empty shop and shrugged. "Well I have slow days and busy days. Been getting a lot of requests for catering which is great. Plus been experimenting with flavors so stay tuned for some new ones maybe." She giggled and pulled out a cupcake for herself. "Its a lot of complicated business crap really. But if my math is right we're doing pretty good, paid back our debts and making real money now it seems."
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why is everybody so serious * * WORDS;; 384
acting so damn mysterious* * TAGGED;; Open~
got your shades on your eyes * * NOTES;; NUFFIN
and your heels so high * * WEARING;; Hurrr
that you can't even have a good time * * MUSE;;
forget about the price tag * * CREDITS TO PRICETAGS OF JESSIE J ;; |
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Post by RUBY-GRACE MCPHERSON on Apr 6, 2013 18:28:16 GMT -5
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Ruby smiled when Whitney said one might find her baking if she were in Ruby's spot. Either that, or at the gym. I have you to bake for me. She gave a small soft laugh. I hate going to the gym, and it's too cold out to go running Ruby complained. In all honesty, Ruby was a very fit young woman. She took good care of her body, went out of her way to make good, healthy, often times organic meals for herself and her brother. And she went for a run every morning when the weather allowed. On occasion she went to the gym. But Ruby hated to be in a humid, smelly, room with a bunch of other people, using equipment that many others used, and most didn't wash off when they were done, like they were supposed to.
I've been doing some photography....y'know, music and photography, those are my things....But when I'm like this....I just don't feel like doing anything. Ruby shrugged. She hated to be in a funk, but she just couldn't seem to figure out how to get herself out of it. She just felt like curling up in her bed and feeling sorry for herself the whole day, though she wouldn't quite admit to it. Ruby hated seeing self pity in others and so she tried to hide that about herself and from herself. KJ says I should write about it...But I don't want to write songs about how depressed I get sometimes...it's just too typical. KJ was of course Ruby's older and in point of fact, only brother.
Ruby smiled as she listened to the details about her friend's business. She really did find it quite interesting. And it was nice to know that she was doing well, that her business was seemingly successful. Ooo, new flavors eh? Ruby inquired with a bit of excitement. Well, if you happen to need a ginny pig...I'm your girl. Despite the fact that she was health conscious, Ruby did have a sweet tooth. And she knew that Whitney used only the best quality ingredients in her sweet temptations, so she didn't mind treating herself to a Cuppycakes special now and again. Well I'm glad to hear that things are going well for you. She smiled sweetly. Y'know, I could do a show some Saturday afternoon. Live music always draws a crowd...I mean if it's not something you think would work here, I understand. I won't be offended. Ruby had actually performed at several local business in the past and still did sometimes. It always seemed to help boost things.
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tags;; Whitney
clothes;; click
music;; --
notes;; Sorry it took so long to reply!
lyrics;; I Can't Do It Alone by 3OH!3
credits;; made by megaru. don't steal. it's so not cool. she will sick ninjas on your butt if you steal.
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Post by WHITNEY MEGANNE FORD on May 3, 2013 18:49:36 GMT -5
why is everybody so serious * * WORDS;; 384
acting so damn mysterious* * TAGGED;; Open~
got your shades on your eyes * * NOTES;; NUFFIN
and your heels so high * * WEARING;; Hurrr
that you can't even have a good time * * MUSE;;
forget about the price tag * * CREDITS TO PRICETAGS OF JESSIE J ;; |
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Post by RUBY-GRACE MCPHERSON on May 24, 2013 13:57:34 GMT -5
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Oh no!! You've found me out Whitney! Ruby laughed gracefully. They two girls could joke about this, because Ruby-Grace was by no means, whatsoever, a taker or a user. She had a heart of gold and helped all her friends out wherever she could. Her students loved her because she was one of those teachers that could condescend to their level and treat them kindly and with respect, even when there was an problem. Her students parents loved her, because she was one of those teachers that was always willing to go the extra mile. Whether it was spending extra time with the student after school, or even paying out of her own pocket for needed books or strings for instruments. Ruby was just one of those people who was inherently good and everyone could see it.
Well...that's why I like my jogging.....But maybe I'll pick up another instrument or something. Ruby shrugged.
Ruby thought on Whitney's suggestion to write poems. It would kind of be like venting, but to herself. Getting it out of her mind and soul and on to a piece of paper that she could then lock away or throw away. It was a rather good idea. Could be very therapeutic. Ruby would definitely be considering the option. After a moment, Ruby realized that Whitney had said she should write poems about happy things. I suppose I could try that. she gave a little, almost nervous laugh.
Ruby smiled, almost excitedly when Whitney said she could test the cupcakes for her. Ooo new flavors! Like what? She inquired. You gonna name one after me? Ruby winked teasingly. Having something named after her would be, in a strange way, embarassing. She would feel put on the spot.
Ruby was even more excited about the prospect of doing a show at Whitney's shop. If there was one thing Ruby loved doing, it was anything to do with her music. Ruby loved her music. That would be great! This is going to be soooo much fun. Ruby mused. Maybe I'll even write a new song for it! If I can get my muse back in gear. She chuckled.
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tags;; Whitney
clothes;; click
music;; --
notes;; --
lyrics;; I Can't Do It Alone by 3OH!3
credits;; made by megaru. don't steal. it's so not cool. she will sick ninjas on your butt if you steal.
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