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Apr 23, 2007 21:23:09 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 21:23:09 GMT
My eyes open in suprise and force myself not to close them in case it might be a trick.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:24:57 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 21:24:57 GMT
I pull away and see his shocked expression. I smile and throw the quaffle loosely over his head towards the right hoop.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:31:31 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 21:31:31 GMT
"You did it again!!" I complain as I snap out of my daze and realize that she scored again.
Score- Bella: 3 Ricky: 4
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Apr 23, 2007 21:33:16 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 21:33:16 GMT
I smirk and hold his face in my hands bringing it close to mine "Did what?" I whisper.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:34:50 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 21:34:50 GMT
"You played me again" I wisper back.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:35:44 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 21:35:44 GMT
"Did i?" I smirk "What did i do?" I whisper innocently.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:48:24 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 21:48:24 GMT
"You pretended that you were about to kiss me, but you threw in the quaffle instead"
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Apr 24, 2007 6:54:36 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 6:54:36 GMT
"I did that, i'm sorry." I say softly and pretend to pout "Will you ever forgive me?"
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Apr 24, 2007 10:36:22 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 24, 2007 10:36:22 GMT
"I suppose I could forgive you"
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Apr 24, 2007 14:56:04 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 14:56:04 GMT
"What a lovely forgiving person you are." I smile.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:14:16 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 24, 2007 19:14:16 GMT
I smile back. "I know, aren't I"
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Apr 24, 2007 19:15:21 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 19:15:21 GMT
"Very." I smile "And you just broke my law." I smirk.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:17:49 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 24, 2007 19:17:49 GMT
"What laws?"
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Apr 24, 2007 19:19:06 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 19:19:06 GMT
"My law that you're not allowed to smile." I smirk
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Apr 24, 2007 19:22:04 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 24, 2007 19:22:04 GMT
"Ah, of course, that low" I say changing my smile to a frown.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:23:15 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 19:23:15 GMT
"You still broke it." I say with a mock glare
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Apr 24, 2007 19:24:19 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 24, 2007 19:24:19 GMT
"I'm sorry, will you forgive me?"
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Apr 24, 2007 19:26:02 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 19:26:02 GMT
"I might do, but i mean this is the third time i've had to forgive you." I smirk "What do i get out of it this time?"
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Apr 24, 2007 19:29:42 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 24, 2007 19:29:42 GMT
"Hmm...what do you want?" I ask flying to the ground and picking up the quaffle.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:31:21 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 19:31:21 GMT
"I don't know." I laugh "Tell you what, i'll forgive you because i'm nice." I smile.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:35:09 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 24, 2007 19:35:09 GMT
I let out a whoop and fly to the hoops, as if I were a chaser, to the other end.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:36:33 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 19:36:33 GMT
"Hey come back with that quaffle!" I laugh and fly after him.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:39:32 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 24, 2007 19:39:32 GMT
"Come and get it" I yell flying in and out of the stands.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:41:39 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 19:41:39 GMT
I speed up flying after him laughing, liking the feeling of the wind on my face.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:43:00 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 24, 2007 19:43:00 GMT
I throw the quaffle a couple yards and chase after it.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:44:24 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 19:44:24 GMT
I see him throw the quaffle and speed after it, catching it on the ends of my fingers.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:48:37 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 24, 2007 19:48:37 GMT
"Hey" I yell like a three-year-old. I fly towards her, trying to get it back.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:50:13 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 19:50:13 GMT
I stick out my tongue and clutch the quaffle under my arm as i speed towards the other end of the pitch. Where Ricky's unguarded hoops were.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:53:17 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 24, 2007 19:53:17 GMT
I see her fly towards the hoops I had left ungaurded I fly to the hoops and beat her there, seeing as I was closer than she was to them.
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Apr 24, 2007 19:54:55 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 24, 2007 19:54:55 GMT
I see him speeding towards the hoops, knowing that i didn't have much time i threw the quaffle quickly towards the centre hoop.
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