Emma's POV
"I think it's working." I mumble as I look at the computer screen in front of me then I notice the live viewer count going up on the livestream. "There we go."
I don't know why the fuck I'm doing this, but I need to let some emotions out so fuck it.
"I'm in a really dark place right now so I'm gonna do what I normally do and sing." I say. "I don't know why I'm live streaming, but I am so I guess you all get a front row seat to sad and depressed Emma."
After I've finished talking I close my eyes then I mess around on the piano until a song pops into my head.
Everybody's got a thing
But some don't know how to handle it
Always reachin' out in vain
Accepting the things not worth having butDon't you worry 'bout a thing
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama
Cause I'll be standing on the side
When you check it outThey say your style of life's a drag
And that you must go other places
But just don't you feel too bad
When you get fooled by smiling faces butDon't you worry 'bout a thing
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama
Cause I'll be standing on the side
When you check it out...Yeah
When you get it off...your trip
Don't you worry 'bout a thing...Yeah
Don't you worry 'bout a thing...YeahDon't you worry 'bout a thing
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama
Cause I'll be standing on the side
When you check it out...
When you get it off...your tripEverybody needs a change
A chance to check out the new
But you're the only one to see
The changes you take yourself throughDon't you worry 'bout a thing
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, pretty mama
Cause I'll be standing in the wings
When you check it outDon't you worry 'bout a thing
After I finish singing that song I mess around on the piano until another song comes to me.
Not a word from your lips
You just took for granted that I want to skinny dip
A quick hit, that's your game
But I'm not a piece of meat, simulate my brain, noThe night is young, so are we
Let's just get to know each other slow and easily, oh, oh
Take my hand, let's hit the floor
Shake our bodies to the music
Maybe then you'll score, oh, ohSo come on baby, won't you show some class
Why'd you have to move so fast?We don't have to take our clothes off
To have a good time, oh, no
We could dance and party all night
And drink some cherry wine, oh, ohJust slow down if you want me
A girl wants to be approached cool and romantically, oh, oh
I've got needs just like you
And if the conversation's good
Vibrations through and through, oh, ohSo come on baby, won't you show some class
Why'd you have to move so fast?We don't have to take our clothes off
To have a good time, no, oh
We could dance and party all night
And drink some cherry wine, oh, oh
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Serendipity
FanfictionIn Emma's 21 years of living she has been to hell and back. She relies on a handful of people to keep her going. When one of them breaks her who will be there to pick up the pieces?