ClosetofAmy's Polyvore

More to follow -- maybe some drama -- I do feel the need for some drama hmmmm (any suggestions let me know!)
 
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Friday, October 23rd, Brisbane Airport
"I can't believe you are only in town for the weekend!" Catie squealed, hugging me tightly to her.
"I'm just so happy you made it back for the wedding, thank you so much!" Alex said, bumping Catie out of the way and hugging me in turn.
"I couldn't miss one of my best friend's weddings." I replied. I had flown straight from LA on Wednesday night to land in Brisbane on Friday morning, the wedding was on Sunday and I flew out early Monday morning but I couldn't miss Alex's big day!
Catie looped her arm through mine and grabbed my carry on bag, "Okay. So start at the beginning and tell me everything, what about all these rumours about you and Joe. Did you really get together with Danny Jones? Does Kevin really curl his hair? Is Nick really that competitive? " she started to pepper me with questions.
"Catie, it's Alex's weekend! I'm not going to bore you by talking about myself, it's all I ever seem to do at the moment. I want to hear everything I've missed out on. The hen's night, the proposal, what about that guy you were seeing Catie?" I really wanted to enjoy this weekend, and just get back to my life as it used to be when I was just Amy - full time student, part time model and actress. One of the beautiful things about my home town, no paparazzi really, unless you are like a mega star. So we managed to make it through the whole airport with no one taking much notice of the three women chattering madly and hugging like there was no tomorrow.
"Okay, okay. So I'll bore you with all the hometown news and then you can tell us all about your 'boring' life." Catie bargained with me.
Alex laughed and looped her arm through my free side and we stepped out into the spring sunshine. Together, again.
 
Later that night....
"Wait a minute, wait a minute. You mean Joe wrote the song for you?" Alex said, then she and Catie traded looks with an "Awe, isn't that so cute!"
I smiled as I remembered those few days back in Texas.
"Yeah, he wrote the song for me a couple of days after we met. But you can't tell anyone, this never leaves this room, okay?" I looked at my two best friends who were lying across Alex's bed in her childhood bedroom, looking down at me as I lay sprawled across the floor.
We had spent so many sleepovers in exactly the same positions. I flashed back to the times when we had laughed over events at school, or cried over our first broken hearts. Through it all they had been here for me and even when I hadn't seen them for months, actually nearly a year and a half, all that time disappeared and we were back in that moment.
"We solemnly swear to keep your secret." Alex and Catie chanted our old girlhood promise to keep whatever secrets had been spoken.
We all looked at each other trying to keep straight faces and then burst into laughter, the years melting away...
 
Even later that night...
"I do get kind of scared that Andrew and I are too young, but I've loved him all of my life and I don't think I could ever love anyone else this much." Alex spooned some more ice cream sundae into her mouth and licked the chocolate sauce and sprinkles off the spoon.
It was past midnight and we were sitting in Alex's mum's kitchen having those kinds of deep conversations that you can only have when the clock shows past 12am and you are in your pyjamas eating ice cream.
We had been talking for hours, I had caught up on all the hometown news, we had laughed about all the rumours about me that were flying around and finished some of the last minute wedding plans for Sunday morning.
"Alex, I don't think anyone could doubt you guys. I mean you haven't had a fight since he kissed you in the cubbyhouse in grade one." I said, squirting some more caramel sauce onto my melting ice cream.
"True, I mean I really didn't mean to punch him that hard. I just did what Thom and Michael had told me to if a boy tried to kiss me." Alex smiled at the memory of her first kiss with her future husband and the sagely advice of her older brothers.
"All I remember is Andrew running into my mum's kitchen holding his nose with one hand and his front tooth in the other." said Catie.
"Speaking of mums," said Alex looking at me "are you going to see your family tomorrow?"
"Yep. Thanks for keeping my arrival a secret, I wanted to surprise mum when I show up at home tomorrow. Jess has had the hardest time not telling her." I smiled, tomorrow was Mum's birthday and I really wanted to surprise her when I showed up at the restaurant where we were having brunch. Just to see the look on her face.
Jess and I had had an awesome time in Paris last month travelling around, we had rented a little car and driven out to some of the smaller towns and gone cheese tasting as well as the mandatory massive shopping blow out in Paris itself.
Catie yawned and stretched out her arms.
"I think I'm getting too old for this up past midnight stuff." she said, picking up all our dishes and popping them in the sink.
"Yeah, time for bed." Alex followed her as they trooped off to brush their teeth.
"I'll be there in a few minutes." I said, pulling my phone out and checking the time in LA. It was still early on Friday morning, Joe would definitely still be sleeping. I sent him a quick text and then headed off to sleep on a mattress in Alex's room.
There is no place like home I thought as I drifted off to sleep under the 'Hello Kitty' quilt to the sound of Catie's light snoring...

Okay, so usually I don't write too much about what happens in my real life here on Polyvore, but today I feel the need to connect. I think that's the right word. Anyway, today I cut my hair [well, actually my hairdresser did but you get the idea], this is a huge event for me because up until now my hair has always been really long, and now it brushes my shoulders... I love it! I needed change at this point in my life and this is just the start. So here I go a little lighter in the head on the way to a lighter heart [fingers crossed].
xx Amy

Take me down where the wild winds blow
Tumbling through the crisping air we will go
Take me outside today,
We'll stay until the storm clouds roll in
Then take me home again
 

 
xx Amy

I seem to be obsessed with brown leather boots at the moment. Not very practical seeing as though it is summer here!

Sorry not so keen on the set, but I love that t-shirt -- so cool!
This story is dedicated to Fashiondiva13 who inspired me to get writing again. Thank you sweetie and I hope you enjoy this!
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"Thanks Barbara I made the connecting flight in Houston, we are boarding in about...20 minutes." I smiled at the stewardess as she mimed the answer to the questions my manager was asking me from across the Atlantic.
"Have you been taking the medicine the doctor gave you?" she asked, sounding exactly like my mother actually.
"Yes mummy." I said in my best little girl voice.
"Don't sass me little miss." she said and then laughed "Have you managed to get on to anyone yet?" she asked.
"No, they're not picking up their phones. They were in Dallas this morning, and by the time I get to New Orleans they should be at the party. So maybe they are in the air at the moment." I had been calling Nick, Kevin, Mrs Jonas, Mr Jonas, Big Rob, Garbo, even Frankie but no one had answered. So here I was, about to board another plane to New Orleans and then find my way to the skating rink where Joe's party was being held, with nearly no idea where I was headed and completely doped up on nearly every allergy medication licensed by the Federal Drug Administration. I was hoping to surprise Joe at his party but so far I had no idea where I would even find him, so here I was off on an adventure with no clear destination in mind. One bonus though, I had found an awesome Wizard of Oz shirt in the gift shop in Houston while I was shopping and making use of my layover time sipping on a Venti green tea and nibbling on one of Starbucks' awesome choc chip cookies.
 
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"Where you headed?" the taxi driver at the New Orleans airport asked me as I slid into the cracked vinyl seat, warm from the heat of the day and pulled my suitcase in after me.
"I have no idea actually, ummmm, can you take me to the nearest skating rink?" I asked, realising exactly how stupid I sounded, especially with my Australian accent, looking like a lost windblown tourist who had just been dropped in New Orleans like Dorothy in Munchkinland.
"Yeah sure." he said, flicking a glance in my direction in the rear view mirror.
He turned the radio on as we pulled away from the curb into the traffic. Of course, the first song on the radio was 'Walk on By' by Bryan Adams -- Joe's and my latest song obsession. I hummed along and smiled quietly to myself.
I watched the unfamiliar landscape pass by my window, the heat of the New Orleans sun beating down on my neck through the back window of the cab.
The first rink we pulled up outside was located amongst some old warehouses. It had dingy windows and the sign was faded.
"Here you go miss." the cab driver spoke to me for the first time since the start of the journey.
"Oh, okay, could you please wait here for a second, I just need to check something." I grabbed my handbag and raced up the path. The doors were bolted shut and I returned to the cab. The taxi driver resumed driving with a nod when I sat back down. The next three rinks were located in the same area and none of them were open either.
We passed by the industrial areas, eventually the freeways gave way to more urban streets and we finally pulled up outside a popular looking rink.
"Hi, welcome to Skater's World! How are you today?" the perky blonde behind the counter greeted me. I was glad she didn't recognise me in my hat and Joe's sunglasses, with my red allergy nose.
"This is going to sound incredibly stupid but is there a birthday party happening inside right now?" I asked, trying not to sound like a complete idiot.
"Yeah there sure is, in the kid's birthday room. Are you a friend of Rebecca's?" she asked.
I smiled and sighed "Wrong birthday party. Sorry for your trouble." I turned and headed out the door.
"You could try 'Skate Country' they have loads of parties there too." she said.
I thanked her and returned to the cab.
"Not the right one." I explained to 'Mo' (hey, it's what the name said on his taxi licence). "Can we please try 'Skate Country.'?" I asked.
"Sure." Mo answered.
Wow, you couldn't shut this guy up I thought with a sarcastic smile to myself.
I took my sunglasses off and caught a glimpse of myself in the rear view mirror, doing a double take when I realised how much like Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer I looked at this point.
Digging around in my bag I unearthed a compact and attempted to repair the damage the tissues had done to my nose.
I brushed my hair, put on some mascara and hoped that I now resembled a human being.
"Okay, here we are." said Mo, pulling up in another parking lot. This one was completely deserted except for three black SUVs.
"Do you want me to wait?" he asked, as I pulled my suitcase out of the back seat.
"No, I'm pretty sure this is the right one." I said, pulling cash out to pay my fare and adding a large tip for Mo's patience with the ditsy Australian.
"Miss, can I get your autograph for my granddaughter?" Mo asked me before I moved away.
"It would be my pleasure." I answered pulling out a piece of paper and a pen writing a message and signing it with love.
As the taxi drove away I hitched my bag up on my shoulder and made my way through the deserted car park.
The door opened automatically and the cool of the air-conditioning washed over me I had time to take off my sunnies and blink before two staff members halted my progress in the doorway.
"Sorry miss the rink is closed today. Please come back tomorrow." one squeaky voiced teen said, showing off his braces with his broad grin.
"I'm just looking for someone. Is the Jonas party here?" I asked.
"Sorry miss, we can't tell you that." said his partner in crime, a short cute little red headed girl, obviously proud of the responsibility she had been given today.
"Can you just ask whether I can come in, my name is Amy. Would you mind just asking please?" I asked, hoping the desperation I was feeling wasn't leaking into my voice. I had come so far, my medication was wearing off and I didn't want to be stopped so close to my final goal.
I saw the girl nudge the teen boy and whisper in his ear. He looked at me again, squinting a little and letting out a small squeak. He whispered in her ear in return and they couldn't seem to come to an agreement. Just then, over walked the manager.
"Excuse me miss, but as my staff have said the rink is closed today. I'm sorry it looks like you have come a long way but you will have to come back tomorrow." he said in a kind voice, eyeing my suitcase and travel weary look.
"No, you see I'm looking for the Jonas party. I'm Joe's girlfriend. My name is Amy, please could you just ask for me." I pleaded, I really didn't want him to call the police thinking I was a crazy stalker.
"I'm sorry miss, I'll just get security and see if we can sort this out." he walked around the corner and I could hear him call to someone.
Great, I thought, this is definitely not what I had planned.
When the manager reappeared I had resigned myself to the fact that I was just having one of those days and that I may as well fly back to England and let myself be sick and weepy on a different continent.
Just then I saw who was coming back with the manager.
"Big Rob!" I shouted with relief in my voice.
"Amy!" he raced over, pushing the two teens and the manager out of the way and gathering me into a big hug.
When he finally released me he picked up my bags and led me into the rink, where the DJ was playing some old school hits. I could just make out Joe on the other side of the rink doing his John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever impersonation, his back to me and the lights reflecting off his hair.
Big Rob put my bags down, and called out to Mrs Jonas.
"Mrs. J. Look what appeared at the door!" he called across to Mrs Jonas who was sipping on a cup of coffee and taking photos of her boys out on the rink.
"Amy? Amy!! Oh my goodness you're here, in New Orleans!" she raced over to give me a hug.
I rested my head against her warm shoulder, and she hugged me tight.
"Let's go get you some skates. Joe is going to be so surprised! I can't believe you flew all the way over for his birthday."
A few minutes later I was laced into my size 8 rental skates, taken more allergy medication and was standing shakily at the edge of the rink, Nick was standing next to me holding a hand over his mouth as he tried not to laugh at me.
"Stop laughing Nicholas, I will push you over in a minute." I threatened, willing my shaky knees to move and actually get me onto the rink itself.
"I don't think you could actually accomplish that." he said, keeping his face [mostly] straight.
"Come on, just give me your hand and we can go and surprise Joe." he held out his arms.
"Nick I'm trying to convince my knees to move, but they just won't." I explained, then started laughing at myself.
"Okay, here we go." Nick tugged my hands and started pulling me onto the rink. I took a deep breathe and shut my eyes briefly. All of a sudden I felt my feet fly out from under me and when I opened my eyes again I was staring at the ceiling and Nick's face.
"Oops!" I said.
I must have let out a squeal when I went down because Nick's face was soon joined by Joe's shocked expression.
I shrugged and smiled at him.
"Surprise!" I laughed.
"You sure can make an entrance woman." he said and reached down, pulling me up and tightly into his arms, "What on earth are you doing here? I thought you were still in England?"
"I thought I would come and give you your birthday present in person, plus I hear they have cake somewhere around here." I smiled up at him, staring into his beautiful brown eyes.
Joe just looked at me like he could stare right into my soul, his face split into a grin and then he crushed his mouth down on mine. I could feel his smile when we kissed and it pushed the pain and fatigue right out of me as I was gathered close to him. It must have been a few minutes until we actually came up for air and his brown eyes smiled down at me.
"Good surprise?" I asked when he hadn't said anything yet.
"Great surprise." he answered and couldn't wipe the grin off his face.
With my hand securely tucked in one of his and his strong, reassuring arm around my waist we made our way across the floor. It didn't take long for me to get my confidence back and soon Joe and I were racing around the rink like two little kids playing tag.
"Okay guys, nearly time to wind it up, we've got a show to do tonight!" Mr. Jonas called out to the boys and I slowed down to listen to him.
"Got you!" Joe said grabbing my waist from behind and spinning me around to face him. My hands automatically slid up to his chest and I could feel the pounding of his heart.
I smiled at him gently "Happy birthday Joe."
"Only because you are here." he said quietly and placed his lips on mine again.
For the first time in months I felt like I was where I belonged. I don't care how that sounds, people might tell me that I rely upon him for my happiness, and the that is the truth. I just need to be near him, to hear his voice, feel the warmth of his hand on my back and I am complete. I am home. I am loved.

If Mr. Wolf goes down to the woods today he's in for a big surprise....