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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 20:02:53 GMT -5
" Me? I'm fine, I just don't think about it. It's easier to not remember anything. " She avoids his gaze, with it being permanently on the table, somewhat lost in thoughts.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 20:04:51 GMT -5
" Im sorry" he said. " No one should have to go through that." He shook his head." It's messed up."
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 21:26:06 GMT -5
She peers up, her eyes shining with small tears. " No, really, it's fine, I'm fine.. everything's just fine, " She says. Meems sighs, turning away.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 21:31:27 GMT -5
He hugged her. Lucas looked around the empty room. He spotted the window. " It's getting late" he said.
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 21:39:46 GMT -5
She peered out the window. " Yeah.. It is. My cabinmates might be getting worried.." She thinks to herself, ' You know they aren't. You just don't want to be vulnerable. You're scared.' Meems shrugged the thought off, standing up.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 21:42:57 GMT -5
"Well it was nice talking to you!" he said. " I'd like to see you again sometime soon. Can i walk you back to your cabin?" he asked.
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 21:51:00 GMT -5
Meems bites her lip, her instincts screaming, ' NO '. But, instead, she smiled and said, " Sure, I'd like that. " Meems tugged on her worn grey school hoodie, saying in bold letters, ' Armarillo Amardillos! ' She tried to calm her bright red hair.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 21:58:01 GMT -5
" I like your hoodie" he said. As they where walking back.. He asked her " So where are you from?"
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 22:02:14 GMT -5
She nodded as to say 'Thanks'. " Oh.. Armarillo, Texas. Small town. " She grins, thinking about home, but sighs, as bad memories seep through. She blows them off. " What about you? Anywhere exciting? " Meems grins.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 22:10:46 GMT -5
" Where its freezing cold" he said laughing. " I grew up in Helena, Montana. It was snowy all the time. Kinda nice but after a while all the snow got on your nerves i guess.
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 22:14:57 GMT -5
" Lucky! I wish we got more snow.. But I guess you end up getting fed up with freezing air biting at you all the time. " She sympathizes. " You glad you came here? " Meems peers up at him curiously.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 22:23:50 GMT -5
" Yea," he said. " Its nice to see a change of scenery once in my life. you?" he asked.
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 22:29:12 GMT -5
" Pretty glad, It's not like I had anything else to do with my teen life. " She chuckles, a droplet of rain hitting her nose. Meems twitches her nose like a bunny, getting it off. " Errgh, I hate/love rain. I hate that it gets the ground muddy but I love the sound and feel of it. " She sighs. " I'll never be satisfied. " She laughs sarcastically.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 22:30:44 GMT -5
" I see" he said. They reached her cabin. " Well it was nice to meet you" he said.
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 22:36:04 GMT -5
She grins, " You too.. " Meems rammed against the door to get in. ' Oh wasn't that graceful? ' She thinks to herself. Once inside the doorway, she turns to him, " Guess I'll see you around? " Meems asked it in the form of a question.
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