2nd Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[whenshewasnice]

"I'm Natalie Adams, I'm sixteen, and I'm from Montreal, Quebec," Natalie told no one in particular with a faint smile as she was fixing herself some breakfast. The humble surroundings of a dorm kitchen would be fantastic for a bit that would be shown intercut with her audition on the show! "But I'm going to school all the way here in Maryland because I've been obsessed with American Idol since forever, and I want to audition, because it's just my biggest dream ever."

She shrugged, pouring herself some orange juice.

"I mean sure, I'm technically Canadian, but I'm totally American at heart."

Oh look, it was another day Natalie would rather not be talking about later.

[ooc: Oh so open.]

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[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," she said, setting Jims down on the floor with a sharp warning, "Don't you get dirty, now! I'm not getting you dressed again before the competition."

Jims was wearing a massively beglittered sailor suit, complete with shoes and hat.

And makeup. Because all infants should wear makeup.

[whenshewasnice]

"What a cute child," Natalie said, only a little forced. She was determined to be America's foreign sweetheart. Commenting dryly on tha atrocity that was putting makeup on a toddler did not seem to be the way to go about that. "Is he yours?"

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Rilla said as a single tear glistened down her cheek. "He's all that I have left of his father."

Who'd totally ditched her, and not, you know, died.

[whenshewasnice]

"Oh, I'm sorry," Natalie said, with largely genuine sympathy.

Which she then ruined by turning to address a non-existent camera in a hushed tone. "This is not the most prestigious of schools, as you can see. But that just means I'm all the more committed to becoming the next Idol."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"I can make it all by myself," Rilla said stoutly. "Jims, stop doing that to yourself!"

Jim was trying to eat a pillow.

[whenshewasnice]

"Are you sure you have the support you need?"

Her kid was trying to eat a pillow, after all.

"Is he hungry?"

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Probably," Rilla said, unconcerned. "He's always hungry, you know? It's such a pain."

[whenshewasnice]

"Uh..." What were you supposed to say to that? "I hear babies are like that."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"I hope he's going to grow out of it soon," Rilla said.

She was an amazing mother, truly.

[whenshewasnice]

Yeah, Natalie was starting to wonder about how much she should be working this angle of her backstory after all. There was living with teen moms, and then there was living with horrendously clueless teen moms.

"I... don't think that's going to happen," she hazarded.

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"I think I'm going to have to give his next one up for adoption," she said, lip quavering.

[whenshewasnice]

"I think that might be best for everyone."

Oh God was this one going to cry too?

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla nodded. "Plus I think I get paid that way."

Classssssssssssssssssy.