The plan.

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I went back home after the talk with Dean. Once I reached my room I put everything down and layed down on my bed.

An idea popped in my mind this is something I always do when I'm stressed or sad or mad or anything like that. I took out my song book and started to write a song it's easy for me beacuse I've been diong it for the past few years I just write down my feelings and it ends up like a song.

After I finished my song I went to the corner of my room were a piano sat there. I started to sing the song I just wrote.

Since I talked to you of love
Not a trace of you was there
If you want to you can hide
But I still can see you care

Nothing that I see is clear
I'm not asking very much
Just tell me this is real

I'm left here breathless
Getting so careless
Leaving me helpless
Yeah, don't you believe

If you listen I can talk
Tell you what I need to say
Then you'll look into my eyes
And we'll put aside these games we play

You'll feel love
And then go after it
Let the teuth embrace you
When your ready to admit it

I'm left here breathless
Getting so carless
Leaving me helpless
Yeah, don't you believe

I'm left here breathless
Getting so careless
Leaving me helpless
Yeah, don't you believe

I'll understand
Tell me you love me if you can

I'm left here breathless
Getting so careless
Leaving me helpless
Yeah, don't you believe

I have to admit it I am really good song writer and singer but the only person that knows that is Emma.

I wish I was Emma she got all the boys wanting here and she has no drama in her life she wants this boy she gets him she wants that one she gets that one while on the otherhand there was me cought up in all the drama.

Then that moment right there a great idea popped in my mind but I hope Emma agrees.

A: hey Em could you come over please. I need to talk to you.

E: ok be there in 5.

I let out a sigh as I look out of the window down the street was a couple holding hands while the boy told something to the girls and she let out a giggle before giving him a peck on his lips. They seem so happy I wish I could be happy like that but the world has other plans for me.

The doorbell rang. walked downstairs and opened the door seeing Emma.

"Hey now tell me what's giong on" she asked leaning on one foot while placing both her hands on her waist.

"Just go to my room I'll explain there" I said pionting upstairs. Emma did as she was told and I followed her up the stairs.

"So what is giongon in that crazy mind of yours" she asked sitting criss cross apple sauce on my bed.

"I don't think you'll agree but here it goes. Yesterday me and Dean broke up because I 'couldn't choose between him and Xander' as he said so I wrote a song like I usually do and came up with this great idea but I need your help." I said hopefully.

"I don't have a good feeling about this but go on" she said hesitantly.

"Ok so here the plan I want to be with Dean but he doesn't want to be with me. So I could just pretend to be somone else buy a wig wair it when I need to talk to Dean I'll dress diffrent and I'll be called Rose. But he doesn't need to get suspicous so you'll be my freind called Roxana." I suggested I had a feeling she won't agree but I will make her agree.

"No, just not this will not solve your problems." She said shaking her head like a mad women.

"Please I once did a bigger favor remember" I nudged her side smiling at her.

"Ok but what about our real selfs" she questioned.

"We won't be Rose and Roxana all the time just when we need to plus your not always with me in real life and you shouldn't be with me all the time as Rose." I said hope clear in my eyes.

"Fine. Now we're giong to the mall and by wigs and a new style of cloths for Rose and Roxana." She protested.

"Yay thanks you made my day" I said clapping my hands.

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Hi guys it me so what you think of the plan that Emma and Avery made. I really really have nothing much to say also please follow me and Mona-Mae. She is awsome and the song is NOT. Bye

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