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Post by Daz on Jan 29, 2007 20:27:06 GMT
I glance back at him before turning back without saying a word, knowing ill be in trouble anyway now, because its getting so late..
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Post by Hannah on Jan 29, 2007 20:28:29 GMT
I look over my shoulder at the market stand with the buns. I bite on my lip. I will try to save some money so I will be able to buy one, one day
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Post by Jacky on Jan 29, 2007 20:29:47 GMT
I hesitate for a second, but then follow after Anouk and catch up with her. "Hey, are you gonna get into trouble for this?" I ask, cos she's so obviously upset.
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Post by Daz on Jan 29, 2007 20:30:59 GMT
I dont reply, holding my bag close to me as a tear drips down my cheek.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 29, 2007 20:34:26 GMT
Girls. They're always so weird 'bout everything.
"She just took the money right?" I shrug, "I thought you had plenty of that."
After all, she's in the Madisol clique. Those girls all have parents that own at least a few acres of land. In school I'm probably the only one who doesn't have royal blood running through his veins or a daddy who owns half the world.
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Post by Daz on Jan 29, 2007 20:35:31 GMT
"I dont care about money." I mumble.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 29, 2007 20:36:10 GMT
I'm hiding behind a not too big tree. Heck my dress alone already shows where I am but I think differently and I am sure I can only see them. As far as I know they're talking about that Anouk's bag and bout whom stole it .. maybe I should become a detective  |
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Post by Jacky on Jan 29, 2007 20:39:44 GMT
"Then stop being upset." I smirk, kinda not seeing the problem then.
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Post by Hannah on Jan 29, 2007 20:41:34 GMT
I start walking through the town, towards the tavern of Jacks parents, just to see where he lives again, since he was friendly to me earlier
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Post by Daz on Jan 29, 2007 20:42:15 GMT
I stop and look at him "It dosnt matter. I wouldnt expect you to understand. Just.. go off and have fun. Or do whatever it is you do."
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