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Post by Jennifer Jamison on Jul 1, 2007 21:57:10 GMT
She looks at the letter for a moment, rereading it:
Dear Isabella Knox,
Please come to the owlery when you have free period.
I would like to talk to you about a decision you have made concerning someone I care for.
Sincerely,
Jenny
She had made her letter vauge, but she didn't want anyone to know what Jennifer was talking about until Isabella came. She sends her magestic eagle owl with the letter. Jenny highly doubted Isabella would know what Jenny was talking about and who Jenny even was, but hoped that Isabella would come anyways.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 1, 2007 22:06:01 GMT
I read the letter i had recieved again as i walk up the steps to the owlery. I had no idea who it was from, but it didn't look to dangerous. I reach the top and see a girl i'd never seen before. "Are you Jenny?" I ask, holding up the letter.
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Post by Jennifer Jamison on Jul 1, 2007 22:08:23 GMT
She flinches slightly and turns around after a voice asks if she was Jenny. She had been to absorbed in her thoughts to hear anyone come up the stairs. "Yes...Are you Isabella?" She asks.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 1, 2007 22:10:53 GMT
"Yeah that's me." I smile. "What do you want me for?" I ask politely.
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Post by Jennifer Jamison on Jul 1, 2007 22:17:11 GMT
She switches most of her weight to her left foot, then back to her right. She bites the inside of her cheek silghtly. 'Can't back down now' She thinks to herself. "It's about your choice and how you chose Prewett"- She says the name in a slightly loathing sort of way-"instead of Ricky" She bites her cheek again.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 1, 2007 22:21:13 GMT
"Oh..." I say abit thrown by what she says. "Well, not to be rude or anything but, what's it to you?" I ask, not liking the tone in which she'd said Prewett.
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Post by Jennifer Jamison on Jul 1, 2007 22:26:43 GMT
She shifts her weight from the other foot and back. She was unconcomfortable. "Ricky is...."She pauses and closes her eyes for a moment and opens them again. She finishes her sentence in a grudging way, "my brother."
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 1, 2007 22:28:25 GMT
"Oh..." I say, not being able to think of anything else. "I'm erm...sorry i didn't chose him." I say, feeling slightly guilty.
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Post by Jennifer Jamison on Jul 1, 2007 22:30:59 GMT
"Don't be......" She pauses and thinks, 'God this is going to sound weird'. "I'm actually glad that you didn't choose him."
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 1, 2007 22:32:27 GMT
"Oh right? Can i ask why?" I say, slightly confused.
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Post by Jennifer Jamison on Jul 1, 2007 22:36:26 GMT
"It's just that...well, even though I don't particularly like Prewett any more than I like my brother, my father was talking about doing something- I don't know what- to Ricky, for whom he was dating......I just didntwant to see him hurt very badly...." She says in a quiet voice. Everythiing she said was true. She didnt like Prewett even more so Gideon, but she hated her brother for stuff that he has done to her.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 1, 2007 22:39:43 GMT
"Oh right..." I say, taking in everything she had told me. "Why don't you like your brother? If you don't mind me asking."
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Post by Jennifer Jamison on Jul 1, 2007 22:42:52 GMT
She looks around hesitantly. SHe highly doudbted that Isabella Knox would like what Jenny would tell her. "He....does stuff. Stuff to me. He joins in with everyone. He sometimes is the one to start what he does." She says, deciding to be vauge instead of actually telling Isabella, but if she asked, Jenny would oblige and tell her.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 1, 2007 22:45:27 GMT
"Stuff-...what stuff?" I ask shakily, not sure whether i wanted to know or not.
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Post by Jennifer Jamison on Jul 1, 2007 22:48:09 GMT
"Stuff like......"She inhales and exhales sharply, "Curses, unfor-" SHe cuts off, not saying the whole word, "t-torture...." She finishes, shakily. She subconciously rubs her right shoulderblade, where a scar was, but hidden with a spell.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 1, 2007 22:50:33 GMT
"He did?" I say taking a small step towards her. "Oh god he said he didn't-...he told me-....oh god i believed him..." I trail off, putting my head in my hands.
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Post by Jennifer Jamison on Jul 1, 2007 22:55:01 GMT
She takes a smaller step back, she didnt like being to close to someone, but with a wand, what would that purpose do? "He can be decieving" She says, her voice cracking slightly at the end of the sentence.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 2, 2007 18:29:47 GMT
I list a few incoherant profanities under my breath. How could he lie like that again? I step back slightly as i notice her step back.
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Post by Jennifer Jamison on Jul 2, 2007 19:00:20 GMT
SHe looks around nervously, seriously hopping that Isabella could handle what she said. She bites the inside of her cheek as Isabella mouth moves, muttering something incoherent.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 2, 2007 19:06:06 GMT
I clench my fists angrily. I wasn't angry and Jennifer at all, i was glad she had told me. I was angry at Ricky, very angry. I closed my eyes to try to help myself calm down. I worked, but it was a slow progress. After a few minutes i look up at her again, my face blank.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Jul 2, 2007 19:10:38 GMT
I walk up to the owlry so I could grab a school owl to send to my Father. As I get to the top I see a group of people, one of them I recognized. "Jennifer, what are you doing here?!" I ask, outraged.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 2, 2007 19:12:49 GMT
"You lying scumbag!" I growl as i see Ricky enter the owlery. My anger flares up again and i push him forcefully.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Jul 2, 2007 19:15:24 GMT
I stumble backwards, eyes narrowing. "Bella, what has she told you?" I ask, my anger slightly bubbling up.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 2, 2007 19:19:05 GMT
"She's told me all about what you've done to her, you sick fuck!" I shout angrily shoving him again. "How could you treat your own sister like that?!" I yell. "And then, you come here and you fucking lied to me. Made me think you're a good guy."
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Jul 2, 2007 19:22:44 GMT
I set my jaw as she shoves me again, though this time I didnt move from my spot, and narrow my eyes more, but this time at Jennifer. "How do you know she isnt lying? She has been skipping school for the last 5 years, for i dont know what reason and she comes here and the first person she talks to is you! She could be the one lying. So how do you know if I have done that?" I yell back.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 2, 2007 19:26:46 GMT
I flinch slightly as he yells back at me. I think for a moment "I don't know, but right now she seems a lot more trustworthy than you."
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Jul 2, 2007 19:28:07 GMT
"How, you've known me longer than you've known her, how could you trust her more?" I ask, not yelling anymore, instead sounding slightly calm.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 2, 2007 19:30:37 GMT
I pause for a moment, a bit thrown by his question. "I don't know." I mumble. "I just do."
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Jul 2, 2007 19:32:28 GMT
I step forward. "How?" I ask lightly.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Jul 2, 2007 19:34:40 GMT
I step back, eyes narrowing slightly. "She doesn't seem to be lying." I say, clenching my jaw.
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