From now on, my disclaimer is going to be in my profile… fo' shoo dude!
YAY! I'm already one of someone's favorites! GO ME! haha
I'm sorry this is short, but I kinda like BellaJacoblove's philosophy for this. Hey, it beats long boring chapters.
The music video I am now going to use is also in my profile. It's called Tea Partay by Prep Unit. My friend's cousin's roommate is the one with the silver suit with a pink shirt (basically he's the main guy)… anyways, R&R!
EmPOV
With my current favorite song running through my brain, I continued on my search for good (good as in amusing) music videos. I had already downloaded the episode of The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air with the dance on it. Funny stuff! "Apache! Jump on it! Shuttup!" I yelled at myself in my head. This was really starting to get old…
Hmmm, this looks interesting. I clicked on the play button as I sat back in my comfortable black computer chair and relaxed while the video was loading. My next find was something called Tea Partay by Prep Unit. They're not even a real band! This has to be hilarious!
The camera focused on a very expensive looking car as it drove through a very nice neighborhood. Then there was a group of kids swaying to the beat. They were all wearing clothes that looked like they belonged at a country club. Then, a very sophisticated looks-like-he-plays-golf kinda guy started rapping, "Straight outta Cape Cod, we're keeping it real. We're gonna have a partay that makes a lady squeal." Oh w-o-w. A whole group of white gangstas! "No one's hotta than a New England gangsta. We drink raw tea on the South Wing Veranda." Ha! Look at them… this is hilarious! Hahaha - BAM! Something white then flew in my face, scaring the living daylights out of me (oh, the irony!). I flew out of my chair and crashed onto the floor, wrestling with the white thing that was trying to consume me. I quickly ripped the white blob off of my face while frantically looking around, searching for the culprit. I could still hear Bella's even breathing soming from the other room, so it couldn't be her. Without success, I glanced over at the white heap on the floor. I gingerly picked it up, expecting another attack. However, I only found that it was one of Rosalie's many white cardigan sweaters. Perfect!
Not wanting to change out of my awesome Will Smith outfit, I tied the white cardigan around my neck like the guy in the video. Crossing my arms in a New England gansta-like manner, I started singing, "Tea in the parla makes the ladies holla! Teeeeaaa Partay!" I then broke out into the Apache dance. "Apache! Jump on it!"
Hey! This would make a good dance for the school talent show coming up! Maybe if I could get Bella to do it with me… speaking of the devil, did she eat dinner? OMC, I didn't forget to feed her, did I?
I rushed downstairs to see whether there were any traces of last meal. I sniffed the air. An utterly repulsive scent reached my nostrils as I passed the pantry. There on the floor, were crumbs, all lined up in a row. Wow, looks like Hansel and Gretel came through here. Maybe that's where the cardigan came from, I wonder… stay on task Emmett! You need to know whether Bella ate or not! Unless of course, you would like to be hanged, drawn, and quartered by your brother (that's the death penalty from medieval times)! I shuddered at the thought and reached for the door to the pantry…
Haha. I'm an evil author. I left a CLIFFIE! OH, THE SUSPENSE! Well, at least I have something to build the next chapter off of. I don't think that this is going to be a 3shot anymore… it might just magically become 5 or 6 chapters! Well, tell me what you think!
Razzle the Dazzler
