Roundhouse. Chalk Farm Road, London, Greater London:
Oh, say you'll be there
I'm giving you everything
All that joy can bring
This I swear, ow
Last time that we had this conversation
I decided we should be friends, yeah
But now, we're going 'round in circles
Tell me will this déjà vu never end? No
And now you tell me that you're falling in love
Well, I never ever thought that would be, hey
This time, you gotta take it easy
Throwing far too much emotions at me
But any fool can see they're falling
I gotta make you understand
I'm giving you everything
All that joy can bring
This I swear (I'll give you everything)
And all that I want from you
Is a promise you will be there
Say you will be there, ow
Say you will be there
Ah, won't you sing it with me?
If you put two and two together
You will see what our friendship is for, oh
If you can't work this equation
Then I guess I'll have to show you the door
There is no need to say you love me
It would be better left unsaid
I'm (I'm) giving you everything (I'll give you everything)
All that joy can bring
This I swear (yes, I swear)
And (and) all that I want from you (all I want from you)
Is a promise you'll be there (is a promise you)
Yeah, I want you
Any fool can see they're falling
I gotta make you understand
I'll give you everything, on this I swear
Just promise you'll always be there
I'm giving you everything (I'm giving you everything)
All that joy can bring (all that joy can bring)
This I swear (yes, I swear)
And all that I want from you (all that I want from you)
Is a promise you
Will be there (yeah) (I want you)
I'm giving you everything
All that joy can bring
This I swear
And all that I want from you
Is a promise you
Will be there
I'm giving you everything
All that joy can bring
This I swear
And all that I want from you
Is a promise you
Will be there
I'm giving you everything
Emma and the other girls smile and soak in the crowd as they finish the song. The crowd was enormous and deafening when they started screaming and asking for an encore. Emma looks towards Ginger Spice to see what she wanted to do.
Ginger Spice/Peter noticed Emma looking at her and nods her head yes. She starts the opening cord to Let Love Lead The Way. The crowd quiets down as the girls start performing again.
All the girls sing and perform the moves to the song. It was a good thing that they knew the words and moves to every Spice Girls song. They practiced all the moves and lyrics until it was second nature to them.
When they are done with their performance, they leave the stage and head toward their dressing rooms. They stop to sign a few photographs. They had permission from the real Spice Girls.
By the time they get back to their dressing room, Emma was thirsty. It was a good thing their manager had arranged everything for them. She grabs flavored water and opens it. She takes a huge gulp from it. She downs half the bottle before she puts it down.
“Damn! Baby. You must be thirsty.” Posh Spice/Frankie looks at Emma as she sits down on the sofa in their dressing room.
Emma hated that the dress she was wearing was so short. All their costumes were exact replicates of the original costumes worn by the Spice Girls. She couldn’t believe the original Baby Spice wore such short dresses. It was a good thing her mother taught her the proper way a young girl was supposed to act and sit when wearing something so short.
“I am.” Emma takes another sip from her bottle.
“I am going to so sleep in tomorrow morning.” Kevin was sitting at her makeup table, ready to change her makeup.
The rules the group followed; were everyone was to remain in character until they get home. Any time they had to appear as their character in public, they had to remain as their character. Sometimes it was a headache, but that was the agreement when the group was formed.
“No, you’re not. We have to be at the BBC tomorrow for an interview.” Isabella comes walking into the dressing room.
All the girls look at Isabella as she walks into the room. They knew she was here backstage.
“What do you mean we have an interview tomorrow at the BBC?” Ginger Spice/Peter.
“Just as I said. You, ladies, have to be at the BBC tomorrow for an interview. I want all of you dressed and ready to leave at nine tomorrow. A limousine will be by to pick you up.”
“So, much for getting my run, in tomorrow.” Sporty Spice/Reggie was planning on going for a run tomorrow morning.
“You can always go for your run afterward.” Isabella looks over toward Reggie.
“True.” Reggie had to admit Isabella was right.
“How did we do tonight?” Peter/Ginger Spice wonders how their performance was.
“You ladies did wonderful tonight. You have another concert in Tokyo, Japan in two weeks.” Isabella had a line of performances booked for the group.
“In two weeks? I have an assignment that is due then.” Emma had to turn in a design that was based on the modern architect.
“Don’t worry your pretty little head, Baby. You’ll have time to attend your class and turn your assignment in. You, ladies, will be leaving after you get back from school.” Isabella had a smirk on her face.
Emma shakes her head. She hated when they had things to do after she got done with her classes. At least she will be able to get some sleep on the flight to Japan.
It’s four in the morning by the time they get home. Emma had been leaning against Peter the whole time on the ride back. She was tired and Peter didn’t mind her leaning against her.
“Our poor baby needs to build up her endurance?” Frankie looks at baby as she slept.
“She puts a lot of her energy into making sure our performances are right.” Peter knew Emma took being Baby Spice seriously.
“Come on sweetie, we’re home.” Peter gently shakes Emma’s arm.
Emma wakes up and looks around. She was still a little out of it, as she gets out of the limo they arrived in.
“I got you, Emma.” Peter helps Emma into the house and up to her bedroom.
Emma was so tired, that she lets Peter guide her and help her remove her makeup. She gets undress and hugs Peter goodnight, before falling onto her bed. She falls back asleep instantly.
Spice Girls Song Lyrics: Say You'll Be There
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Poor Emma
That girl is trying so hard she is wearing her self out.
Love Samantha Renée Heart.