Speech Therapy Music Studio

[Dexxie Dexton]

After practicing for a good portion of the morning, Speech Therapy decided to give it a rest. The new song just wasn't coming together, and they were all getting frustrated. All except Dexxie, of course, she was optimistic as ever. Despite her pleading and puppy dog eyes, the other members of the band left the building, leaving Dexxie standing in the practice room, alone.

Today Dexxie was wearing a lot less make-up than usual. Just foundation and dark eyeliner, a little smudged, just how she liked it. There was never any need to get all dressed up for the studio, so she was wearing some black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt and some converse. Well, she had been wearing the converse, but now they had been flung by the door.

Aimlessly Dexxie padded around the room, humming to herself, a piece of paper in one hand. Thoughtfully she mumbled through the lyrics on the page, wondering where she could improve. Maybe she just had to take this from the top. Smiling to herself she went over to the CD payer and pressed play, a demo recording of the bands new song began to play. Standing behind the mic in the center of the room Dexxie waited for her intro.

[kegan]

Having a relatively free day until the show at night, Kegan had decided to take his two eldest to go see their mother again. Much to his annoyance though, Dexxie wasn't answering her phone. So he got Javen's phone number from Thalia and called him. He gave him the address to their studio, and Kegan took the two blonde babies over.

When he walked in, he couldn't help but smile at what he saw. Dexxie looked so mature, and just as interesting as he'd always found her. It kind of made him wonder why nothing had ever worked between them but...
She looked busy, but he figured she could make some time for her kids. He tapped on the glass to get her attention, and then held up Mona who giggled and waved at her mother. He motioned for her to come over to them and say hello.

OOC:
That was awful, I'm sorry.

[Dexxie Dexton]

It was a surprise that Dexxie could even hear the faint tap at the window over her own voice and the music. When she saw Kegan out there she was a little shocked. It wasn't like Kegan to just come and see her, especially with the twins.

When Kegan held up Mona to the window, Dexxie waved back excitedly, and in a break in the music, mouthed 'Hey sweetie!'. Without even pausing in her singing she beckoned them to come in to the studio, she turned down the music a little. There was only about thirty seconds left to the song, but she was on a roll.

[kegan]

Kegan led himself and the twins in the studio and waited for Dexxie to finish. When she was done, the three of them clapped, and Mona ran right over to her mother.
"You sound boo-de-ful mommy!" She cried as she held onto her legs. Milo, being the shier Conley twin, stayed by his father's side.

"They wanted to see you," Kegan explained. He left out wanting to see her himself, because he didn't want to sound weird, after all. It had been years since they'd last seen each other, and he really missed his best friend.

[Dexxie Dexton]

Dexxie beamed down at her daughter, 'Thanks sweetie', she laughed, crouching down and giving her a hug before picking her up, much like one would pick up a toddler, balancing her on one hip. Yes, Mona was probably too old to be treated like a toddler, but Dexxie didn't care.

'I see how it is Milo, too cool to hug your own mom now, okay', Dexxie smiled at Milo and walked over to Kegan.
'Oh so, you didn't want to see me, huh, Kegan?', Dexxie smirked, then shook her head, showing she was joking.
'So how you doing?', she asked, going over to the CD player to switch it off.

[Matthew Carter]

The studio wasn't too far from the coffee shop, about a five minute walk. After ordering yet another coffee, this time to go, and one for Dexxie too, Matt led the way. When they arrived Dexxie was already there, sat in the middle of the floor, scribbling away on some paper, and humming to herself.
'Brought you some coffee, and an old friend', Matt announced as they walked through the door, he gestured towards Rozzi.
'You remember Rozzi from school right?', he asked.

Dexxie looked up from the paper at the red-headed girl.
'Of course I do!', she cried, hopping up enthusiastically and pulling Rozzi in to a hug, whilst grabbing her coffee from Matt.

[Rosemarie Manson]

Suprised by the hug, Rozzi looked at Dexxie for a monet before she hugged her back. "Dexxie!" She said excited to see her old friend. "How are you." She asked, finally letting go of the hug." It's been so long." She exclaimed with a huge grin on her face as she stared at her old friend. She looked diffrent and that wasn't suprising, everyone looked diffrent these says, but she wasn't used to seeing Dexxie with orange hair, and all the tattoos. It was quite a suprise to see her look this diffrent. Dexxie was always the one who tried to get her to do things, and you could tell that Dexxie was definetly more of a rebel then she was. It was diffrent now, and she was excited that her friend was ina band, a good band too, and she was happy to see her, but it just made her msiss high school.

[Matthew Carter]

'I'm good, thanks', Dexxie replied, stepping back from Rozzi and looking at her, she didn't look any different from High School. In fact, she'd tell her that.
'You haven't changed a bit!', Dexxie smiled, before taking a sip of her coffee and burning her mouth.
'Holy fuck Matt, that's hot!'.

Matt just shrugged and started messing around with one of the guitars that sat in the corner of the studio. Tuning it so he was ready to play. They hadn't scheduled a long practice, only an hour, but it'd be fun nonetheless.

[Rosemarie Manson]

"I love your hair." Rozzi said, It;s really nice to see you." She added." I missed all my friends from high school." Se paused for a second to fix her hair, puttig it up in a messy ponytail, and then looked at Dexxie. "So, wait tell mehow has everything been?" She has a thousand questions to ask about her friends new life. Too many things she wasnted to ask her about what it was like to be in a band and be sort of famous. "Oh and how are the twins?" She asked finally, looking over at amtt for a second, and then at Dexxie, as she waited for a response.

[Matthew Carter]

'Thanks, I like yours too, we match', Dexxie replied, sitting down on a couch and gesturing for Rozzi to join her.
'Everything's been good, amazing in fact. Turns out being a slacker in High School isn't as disastrous as people say it is', she laughed, poking Matt with her foot, as he'd sat down on the floor.
'That much is true', Matt piped up, he'd been called a slacker all the way through High School. Well, ha,ha, look at him now.
'The twins are doing good, I've got a baby boy too, Alex', Dexxie replied, smiling, 'You've got a daughter right?'.

[Rosemarie Manson]

"I was blonde for a while, but I'm kind of glad I went back to being a red head." She said looking around the studio for a second. "I don't think Max like me as a blonde." She joked. Looking at Dexxie now, she nodded, to answer the question Dexxie asked. "Yeah, Madaline is like my whole life," Pausing for a second to look around once more, "Really? Alex? That's a cute name. How old is he?" She womdered when this happened, and she wanted to ask is Dexxie was still with Javen, but she figured she was, and it seemed like a weird question to ask considering how things went with Matt once she stareted asking personal questions that were honestly none of her buisness anyway.

[Matthew Carter]

'He's four months old now', Dexxie replied, standing up and gesturing for Matt to get up too.
'I'm sorry to cut this conversation short Rozzi, but I need to get some practice in, and so does Matty', she grinned at Matt, who had just finished tuning his guitar.