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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 1:03:14 GMT
I laugh, "Is that even a word?" I ask.
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 1:03:49 GMT
"Um...I don't know. But I am telling the truth."
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 1:09:36 GMT
I shrugged, "So what if a lot of girls like me? I like you." I say taking her chin in my hand
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 1:10:52 GMT
I smile and put myhand on top of his.
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 1:20:11 GMT
I pull her forward kissing her softly on the mouth.
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 1:31:33 GMT
I stiffen out of suprise, but I relaxed and kiss him back.
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 1:34:03 GMT
I pull back my eyes sparkling as a grin breaks out across my face.
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 1:35:51 GMT
My breath catches in my throat once I see him grin. But I manage to smile.
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 1:48:49 GMT
I look out at the water again, a grin plastered on my face.
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 1:50:53 GMT
I lie on my back and look up at the sky, smiling.
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 1:59:24 GMT
"so tell me about yourself, Jaklynn," I say talking to her as if we had just met.
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 2:00:59 GMT
I tried to think of what to say. "Well, what do you want to know?" I ask rolling over so I'm on my stomach, facing the lake, my head being propped up by my hands.
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 2:05:59 GMT
I shrugged, "I dunno, your hopes, your dreams, fears, things you love things you hate..."
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 2:06:43 GMT
"say whatever you want,"
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 2:10:17 GMT
"Hmm.....DO you wanna know about my family? Like why I was adopted by muggles?" I ask since I never got around to telling him the story
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 2:15:14 GMT
"sure," I said
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 2:26:34 GMT
Hmm..where to start I think to myself. "Well, all I know is that my Grandparents took me from my house. They would've taken Serry and James, but they couldnt find them. So they took me to an orphanage. It happened about a week before my birthday, I wasnt even one yet. Serry took the blame, for she wanted me to be safe, so father blamed her and James. I don't know what he did to them, but I know it was something horrible. My mum and James died a little while later."
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 2:28:07 GMT
I put my hand over hers, "That's awful, I'm sorry."
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 2:33:55 GMT
I didnt tell him how they'd died. I couldnt bring myself to say, not even think it. I sigh. "You shouldnt be soory, it's not your fault"
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 2:35:30 GMT
"I know how it feels to have something taken away from you, especailly if it's something you love," I say quietly.
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 2:37:50 GMT
I look at him, wondering what horrors he must have faced at some point.
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 2:41:20 GMT
I feel her eyes on me and let out a long sigh, "I think you have the right to know why i'm like this," I say motioning to my legs and wheelchair. I reach over take her hand running my fingers over her knuckles. "you see, I wasnt born this way, I-I was put in this chair."
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 2:42:50 GMT
"You dont have to tell me and all, but how were you born that way?"
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 2:48:03 GMT
I still didnt let go of her hand, "Like you know I'm from Durmstrang. I was very popular, more with the girls then guys," i smirked. "I was the star on their quidittch team, best seeker in th school," I smiled reminscitly[sp?]
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 2:49:16 GMT
I watch his fingers trace my knuckles as he talks.
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 2:54:38 GMT
"One day this guy thought it'd be funny to bring his father's muggle gun to school," I scowled. "Them being idiots didn't know what is was or what is did, so...they decided to try it out of me." I heard Jaklynn let out a tiny gasp and squeeze my hand. "The bastards shot me." I said darkly.
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 2:56:18 GMT
My eyes widen in suprise and I bite lip, trying to cool my temper. "That's horrible!" I say
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 3:03:49 GMT
"Yeah, tell me about it," I say anger in my voice. "They shot me right in the back, my mum took me to the hospital but my nervous system was shot, no pun intended, I was never gonna walk again," I lowered my head, "I was 12."
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Post by Julie Smith on Apr 21, 2007 3:05:20 GMT
It was harder to control my temper this time. "Why would they do something like that?!?"
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Post by Wes McHale on Apr 21, 2007 3:08:00 GMT
I kiss her hand, "I dunno, jealousy, stupidy, that are lots of reasons,"
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