The Swiftie Face-Off


This is a collab with the lovely Samantha! We worked SUPER hard on this, and we hope you enjoy!

Brooke was having the most normal day a Taylor Swift fan could have. 

She was rocking out to her favorite album, Red.


Just as the song changed, she was interrupted rudely by the sound of her phone vibrating. She quickly checked her texts, and a new message from her friend Amelia was waiting for her.

Hey, what’s up?

Not much just listening to music, She responded.


Brooke quickly shut off her music, ran to the bathroom, and came back with a tube in her hand.


“Hey, Amelia! What’s up?”

Brooke chirped as she applied her red lipstick. As she resumed her music, she heard Amelia say:  “Not much, I’m grounded though.” In the background, she could hear Taylor’s distinctive vocal cords going up and down. (and that just may be the weirdest sentence I’ve ever typed.) “Hang on, Amelia, can you turn off your music? It’s drowning out my Taylor Swift!” Defiantly, Amelia responded, “Noooo! Then I have to listen to Grace baking to the sound of ‘Be Our Guest’, and well, baker’s gonna bake!”

“But it’s Bad Blood!”

“So? I’M listening to out of the woods!”

“Ugh, whatever. We’ll compromise. You turn yours down and I’ll do the same for mine.”

Pleased, Brooke was about to leap into conversation about their favorite singer’s new music, but before she even opened her mouth, she jumped up. “I forgot something! I’ll be right back!” Amelia waited. Seconds later, Brooke came sprinting back into the frame, carrying her guitar.

Cheerfully, she picked up her phone and glanced at her friend. “I’m SO excited that Taylor’s working on some new-” Her mouth hung open.

Amelia also had on red lipstick, and was also holding a guitar.

Brooke felt betrayed.

Desperately, she tried to say something to her friend that would make her want to go change her outfit. “You…you…look like a deranged Miranda Sings with a guitar,” she blurted.

“Shake it off, Amelia…shake it off.” Her friend muttered. Finally Amelia said, “Yeah, but you look like- Taylor Swift!” Suddenly Brooke became smug. “I know, right?

Then she called out, “Heeeeere, Honey! Come on! Good dog!”

Honey barked, and came running towards Brooke with something in his mouth. “Amelia, look, my dog has a tiny guitar! He’s a Taylor Swift fan too!”

Amelia screamed, “AHA!” Brooke clapped her hands over her ears. “Ow, that was loud. What do you mean, ‘AHA’?” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Well, Brooke, REAL T-Swizzle fans call her-well- T Swizzle! AND, real Taylor Swift fans have CATS.” Brooke’s mouth hung in an ‘O’ shape as her friend held up her kitten.

Brooke pressed ‘end’.


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Brooke finished hanging up the last poster and her room and nodded with satisfaction. Then she snapped a picture, sent it to Amelia, and waited for a response. 
A few minutes later, she said, That’s not your room.
Brooke’s mouth fell open. “What, now she’s calling me a liar?! I guess we really do have bad blood…SAIGE!!!! GET UP HERE! I need you to take a picture!”
Saige sashayed into her sister’s room, looking very annoyed. “Ugh, what do you want me to take a picture of? Lush is restocking their lemon-flavored bath bombs, and I HAVE TO GO BUY ONE!” Brooke rolled her eyes. “It won’t take long. Just take a photo of me standing in front of my wall.” Saige frowned. “The colors are clashy. I, personally, would NEVER wear all those colors in an outfit together.” Brooke exhaled loudly. “SAIGE.” Finally her sister gave in, and Brooke, smirking, messaged the photo to Amelia.
She high fived herself just as her friend responded with Ughhhhh . 
Her victory was short-lived, though, because later, Amelia texted her a picture. Brooke picked up her phone and curiously zoomed in on the picture.
It was Amelia, holding her guitar in front of a string of Taylor Swift pictures. Brooke sighed, not even bothering to respond. “She’s so annoying.” She muttered.

The next morning, while getting ready for school, Brooke rummaged through her drawers, selectively pulling out a few t-shirts. Then, she snapped a photo, and…off it went to Amelia.

The photo showed off all of her Taylor Swift attire, including her shirts that said,
‘Loving him was blue’
‘1989 world tour’
‘Haters Gonna Hate’,
and sweatpants with the words Shake it off printed on the side.
Brooke laughed evilly as she waited for a steaming mad response. But instead, what she received was this:
Brooke typed, furiously.
Seeing how amused her best friend seemed made her want to think of something so amazing, so over-the-top, that Amelia couldn’t possibly top it. So after school, she called Amelia, and said, “Hey Amelia, want to see some pictures of that Taylor Swift Concert I went to when you were, ah, sick? (she did air quotes when she said ‘sick’, but obviously Amelia couldn’t see them.) I wish you were there!” Amelia hung up. Soon, Brooke got a text:
What is that supposed to mean??? Brooke wondered.
And so the week continued. The next day, Amelia called Brooke saying that she uses the same shampoo that Taylor Swift does. Brooke also hung up on her.
Then Amelia sent her a text:
Do you want to keep doing this whole Swiftie battle or not?
I Almost Do….
Brooke responded.
Amelia didn’t respond, and the pair didn’t speak for another few days.
Then, as Amelia was reading, her phone buzzed, indicating a new text.

She responded, smiling.
And just like that, their Bad Blood was no more.

//All Too Well//

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold,

But something ’bout it felt like home somehow.

And I left my scarf there at your sister’s house,
And you’ve still got it in your drawer even now.

Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze.
We’re singing in the car, getting lost Upstate.

Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place,
And I can picture it after all these days.

And I know it’s long gone,
And that magic’s not here no more,
And I might be okay,
But I’m not fine at all.

‘Cause there we are again on that little town street.
You almost ran the red ’cause you were looking over at me.
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well.

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red.

You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin sized bed
And your mother’s telling stories about you on a tee ball team

And your mother’s telling stories about you on a tee ball team
You taught me ’bout your past, thinking your future was me.

And I know it’s long gone
And there was nothing else I could do
And I forget about you long enough
To forget why I needed to…

‘Cause there we are again in the middle of the night.
We’re dancing around the kitchen in the refrigerator light
Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well, yeah.

Well, maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much,
But maybe this thing was a masterpiece ’til you tore it all up.
Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well.

Hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise.
So casually cruel in the name of being honest.

‘m a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
‘Cause I remember it all, all, all… too well.

Time won’t fly, it’s like I’m paralyzed by it
I’d like to be my old self again, but I’m still trying to find it

After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone

But you keep my old scarf from that very first week
‘Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me
You can’t get rid of it ’cause you remember it all too well, yeah

‘Cause there we are again, when I loved you so
Back before you lost the one real thing you’ve ever known
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well

Wind in my hair, you were there, you remember it all
Down the stairs, you were there, you remember it all
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well

Another beautiful song by the one and only… T Swizzle!

I actually had a lot of fun taking these pictures. I danced up & down the sidewalk as I took some pictures farther away from my house. (I thought a change of scenery would be nice. Next time I take my dolls somewhere, I want to go to a nice, open park by a pond. Not until absolute winter or summer, though.)
I haven’t posted in awhile. I sorta regret not making a Halloween post. :/

Favorite picture? Let me know in the comments down below!

Teardrops On My Guitar~an AGPS

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won’t see

That I want and I’m needing everything that we should be

I’ll bet she’s beautiful, that girl he talks about, and she’s got everything that I have to live without

Drew talks to me, I laugh ’cause it is just so funny
That I can’t even see anyone when he’s with me

He says he’s so in love, he’s finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he’s all I think about at night

He’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar

The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star.

He’s the song in the car I keep singing, don’t know why I do

Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can’t breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be

She’d better hold him tight, give him all her love

Look in those beautiful eyes and know she’s lucky cause…

He’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar, the only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He’s the song in the car I keep singing, don’t know why I do

So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I’ll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight

Because he’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who’s got enough of me to break my heart

He’s the time taken up, but there’s never enough
And he’s all that I need to fall into
Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won’t see…….

Do you like this song? Saige makes a gorgeous Taylor, dont’cha think? 😉

I have some VERY fun posts planned, so stay tuned! Favorite photo? Tell me in the comments! 

The Ups and Downs of Today:
Ups: I opened my locker on the first try (finally!)
Downs: A girl standing next to me accidentally closed it *facepalm*
Luckily, the teachers are being lenient these first two weeks of school with us Sevvies whose lockers are on a mission to destroy us. XD
Whelp, that’s it!
(I know it’s not fall yet, but I’m tired of my summer signature)

Lost Boy~an AGPS

There was a time when I was alone
Nowhere to go and no place to call homeMy only friend was the man in the moon
And even sometimes he would go away, too

Then one night, as I closed my eyes,
I saw a shadow flying high
He came to me with the sweetest smile
Told me he wanted to talk for awhile
He said, “Peter Pan. That’s what they call me.
I promise that you’ll never be lonely.”
And ever since that day…I am a lost boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter PanAnd when we’re bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook

“Run, run, lost boy, ” they say to me,
“Away from all of reality.”

Neverland is home to lost boys like me
And lost boys like me are freeHe sprinkled me in pixie dust and told me to believe
Believe in him and believe in me
Together we will fly away in a cloud of green
To your beautiful destiny
As we soared above the town that never loved me
I realized I finally had a family

Soon enough we reached Neverland
Peacefully my feet hit the sand
And ever since that day…

I am a lost boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan
And when we’re bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook
“Run, run, lost boy, ” they say to me,
“Away from all of reality.”Peter Pan, Tinker Bell, Wendy Darling,
Even Captain Hook.
You are my perfect story book

Neverland, I love you so,
You are now my home sweet home
Forever a lost boy at last

And for always I will say…

I am a lost boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan
And when we’re bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook

“Run, run, lost boy, ” they say to me,
“Away from all of reality.”Neverland is home to lost boys like me
And lost boys like me are free

So, I’ve been listening to this song on repeat and I’m still not tired of it. I mean, come on, isn’t it so…pretty?

Also, I wanted to share with you guys a cover of ‘Lost Boy’ that I found on YouTube. It’s so amazing, and she has a beautiful voice. I seriously can’t believe how good she is.  GO LISTEN TO IT. PLEASE!

-> Linkedy Link Link <-

You’ve got HOMEWORK! XD Listen to that, then come back here and tell me how you liked it. 🙂 


I don’t know if you noticed something different about the photos. I tried a different setting which compliments Brooke very well, and I really like it. What do you think? Also, in some of the pictures, it looks like she has hazel eyes. I for some reason love that. 😛 Doesn’t she make a cute Tink? 😉 ❤

Did you have a favorite picture?

~Rutvi ❤

Falcon Fanfare~a Photoshoot

Confused? Probably. 🙂

So, Falcon Fanfare is a piece of music that I’m going to be playing at my band concert tonight. I thought it kind of fit with the pictures. 🙂DSC04415DSC04416DSC04420DSC04422DSC04423DSC04424Ooh, I love this picture. 😉DSC04425DSC04426DSC04427DSC04428DSC04430DSC04431DSC04434DSC04436DSC04438DSC04440DSC04437

Saige sounds so much better on her guitar after all that practice! And- I think I’m ready, too. I had an early rehearsal this morning, and I Facetimed my friend when I got back from school to run through our pieces. 🙂

Gotta run! Bye!

~Rutvi ❤  Saige<3

Amazingness, Brooke, and Clarinets

Hello, everyone! I haven’t really done much indoor photography lately and wanted to do some today. Also, do you like the title? I couldn’t think of anything more clever, so I went for an ABC kind of thing. 😉 Enjoy the photos, I had a lot of fun posing Brooke and my clarinet. Yes, that’s right, my real clarinet is featured in these! DSC02048.JPGDSC02052.JPGI edited some of the photos, including this one, and I really like the effect! DSC02053.JPG


DSC02057.JPGDSC02059.JPGDSC02061DSC02062.JPGDSC02063.JPGDSC02064.JPGDSC02067.JPGLet me tell you a little bit about the clarinet. First of all, it has lots of keys (duh :P) and each one makes a different sound. It has 5 parts, the mouthpiece, barrel, middle, bottom part, and bell. The nose-like looking key (why am I so bad at descriptions lol) is what my band director calls the Squidward nose, and the key to the left of it he calls the Snoopy ear. On the back, shown in the picture above this one, there are 2 keys which make up the “tiki face”. Can you see it? The eyes, open mouth, and feather? If not, well, then my whole band must just be crazy. XD  The cute names make the instrument even more fun to play, not to mention that my band director is funny and awesome! DSC02068.JPGI used the flash on this one and it came out very interesting.  The shadow looks cool and I love how the keys are gleaming. DSC02069.JPGDSC02071.JPGDSC02073.JPG

By the way, that squishy-looking think=g is a thumb protector- I put it on the thumbrest because my fingers sometime hurt when I play. Did I mention it’s also really fun to just play with it and squish it all the time? 😀

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Saige’s surprise

Saige’s POV

DSC01663.JPGUgh. Homework- one of the worst things that’s ever been invented. Today, I had math and was puzzling over what looked like a jumble of letters, numbers, and lines. How am I supposed to know what ‘x’ equals?! I’m not a magician! My frustration melted into curiosity when Ruthie walked in.DSC01664.JPG

“Hey, sis,” She greeted. She looked like she was hiding something behind her back. DSC01668.JPG

“Have you come to drag me out of the bottomless pit of math?” I asked. “Nooo…” my sister said slowly.DSC01670.JPGShe stepped aside and revealed…


” A GUITAR?!” I shouted.  “AWESOME! Who told you?”

“I just knew.” Ruthie smiled. After repeatedly hugging her and squealing, I finally picked up my brand-new instrument.DSC01674.JPG“I can’t wait to learn how to play it!” I said, and dashed off to my room.

Ruthie’s POV

I smiled to myself, thinking about what a great idea it was to get Saige a guitar. She’d been wanting one for a really long time. Suddenly, Brooke walked in, looking troubled.

DSC01675.JPGDSC01679.JPG“You ok?”

DSC01681.JPGShe sighed. “I was trying to read, but Saige is playing the guitar and it’s super distracting.

Meanwhile, upstairs…DSC01684.JPGI strummed a few chords…

In the kitchen…

DSC01687.JPGBrooke slapped her hands over her ears. “Aahhh!!!” I screamed. Now  I finally got what she was talking about.DSC01693.JPGWe covered our ears and ran from the noise. DSC01695.JPG

Saige yelled from upstairs, “Thanks, sissy’s! I’m having a lot of fun with my guitar!!” 🙂

***********************************************************************That was such a fun photostory to make! 😀 The girls have recovered from homework-itis and the sound of Saige’s guitar now, haha. Bye!


~Rutvi ❤