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Post by Jacky on Jan 29, 2007 21:00:33 GMT
As I sorta predicted to myself, my mother follows me to the kitchen. "Where on earth have you been?!" She yells in disapproval. "You'd come home straight away!" I shove the bread and cheese into my mouth and shrug my shoulders. She sighs, "Your father's out so you'll have to work in the tavern tonight. And don't sneak out! Understood?" "Hm.. I have homework though." I say. I never make homework, but it seems like a great excuse now.
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Post by Hannah on Jan 29, 2007 21:01:59 GMT
I hear a woman scream and back off a little bit, bumping into the girl. "... do I know you?" I frown
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Post by Daz on Jan 29, 2007 21:02:03 GMT
I head back past the school an onto the country paths up to my house, where I head strait for my room, getting changed into a more casual dress. I short out my books and head back down the stairs, escaping back down to the bay hoping noone will notice me..
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 29, 2007 21:03:47 GMT
"No, but I know you. I spied on you, without you knowing it. You're the one who stole the bag.. I saw it from the beginning' I lie 'are you stealing from them now too? A tavern is a crowded place you know'
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Post by Hannah on Jan 29, 2007 21:04:57 GMT
I look at the girl and raise an eyebrow. Eventhough she looks older.. the only thing she can do is scream. "Ehh.. you got issues" I tell her.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 29, 2007 21:05:41 GMT
"Don't give me any excuses. Now get to work, I still have to clean up upstairs." She leaves the kitchen and heads for the stairs. I grumble something under my breath and push the doors to the tavern open to take care of it while she's busy. Bleedin' hell, what if I *did* have homework?
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 29, 2007 21:08:35 GMT
(scream?)
I chuckle 'Oh, you'll get issues too after spending more time with servants then with friends .. I wouldn't break in there if I were you, tseems crowded' I mumble 'There are a lot of fancy people in there..'
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Post by Daz on Jan 29, 2007 21:09:08 GMT
I sit on the sand, watching the waves as I usually do. Madisol and the others will probably come to find me later, to go and socialise. I'd really rather not after that scare. Right now I'd much rather live under the illusion that my father has no idea what ive just been through.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 29, 2007 21:12:23 GMT
I wash the glasses and pass out the liquor, and I sneak about one tenth of the money into my own pocket rather than in the drawer. That's the only good thing 'bout having work in my parents' tavern all the time.. I mean, I don't get any allowance but this works just fine.
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Post by Hannah on Jan 29, 2007 21:14:56 GMT
(yeah in case ana would hit her ) "Uhh.." I look at the girl ".. I wasnt planing on breaking in there. How stupid do you think I am?" I ask her, frowning
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