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    Saving Grave. – (Chapter: Are You Kidding?)

    It’d been a year since Carrie Lynn was born.  It hadn’t been easy on the new parents, but they did what they could.  Aiden helped out a lot.  This Saturday Aiden was playing in the biggest talent showcase ever.  This had been a on going process for like three months.  It was down to the final ten.  Each contestant would get to sing one song.  That is all.  The judges would decide who won.  These were not just any judges either.  They had four representing all types of music.  Carrie Underwood, Chris Daughtry, Jordan Sparks, and Justin Timberlake were the three.  I guess Justin Timberlake was there so they didn’t make it look run over by American Idols.  Tonight was the night, and everyone was going crazy.

    The baby wouldn’t stop crying, and Ashley had no idea why.

    "Shh." She said to the baby.  Spencer came into the room.

    "What’s wrong with her baby?"  Spencer asked.

    "I really don’t know.  I tried everything."  Ashley said.

    Spencer took the little baby in her arms.  She layed her over her shoulder, and she patted the babies back.  The baby threw up all over Spencer’s back, but she stopped crying.

    "Woah."  Ashley said.

    "Yeah.  They get gas somtimes."  Spencer smiled at Ashley as she handed her the baby back.

    "How’d you know that?"  Ashley asked.

    "Aiden used to do it."  Spencer said, and Ashley looked down hurt.  She wished she would have been there for that.

    "Baby, I need to change.  So check on Aid.  I think he’s having a hard time deciding what to wear."  Spencer kissed Ashley on the cheek.

    Ashley went upstairs to see a sixteen year old Aiden standing there in his boxers.

    "What’s wrong son?"  She asked.

    "I really don’t know what to wear."  He had two outfits layed out on the bed.  One pair of black pants with a white Boys Like Girls t-shirt.  The other was a pair of jeans, a black button up Volcom shirt with a white tie.

    "I really like this one."  Ashley said.

    "Yeah, I think I do too."  Aiden said.

    "It’s cute, but it’s simple.  It’s one of those outfits that someone won’t judge you on when they see you walk on stage."  Ashley said.

    "That is totally what I was going for."  Aiden smiled.

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