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Post by Jacky on Jan 29, 2007 20:11:07 GMT
I can tell that we're kinda stuck here. Obviously Ana is too stubborn to go get those books, *I* think I have nothing to do with it, and Anouk seems too whiney to bother looking down the street.
I know a lot of people would tell me off for this, but seriously.. she wants her stuff back, right?
I take Anouk by the arm and lead her down the street, back to where Ana dumped the bag.
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Post by Daz on Jan 29, 2007 20:11:44 GMT
"Yes, dear, I can see that." I tell her, getting seriously wound-up as they continue to gang up on me..
When jack takes me by the arm I gasp a little "get your hands off of me!"
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Post by Jacky on Jan 29, 2007 20:14:43 GMT
"Calm down!" I tell her, calm myself but sounding determind enough not to let her argue with me.
I lead her all the way down to the stand where her bag is laying in the dirt, against the wall. I let go of her and pick it up, and I hold it up in front of her. "Now do you believe me?" I smirk, kinda amused by how worked up she got 'bout it in the first place.
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Post by Hannah on Jan 29, 2007 20:16:55 GMT
I watch them, irritated by the girls behaviour. She is terrible posh.. too good for herself to bend down to pick something up.
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Post by Daz on Jan 29, 2007 20:17:26 GMT
I stand there blankly looking at him about to burst into tears. I dont like this. I cant handle this. I cant handle them talking like this to me. Why do they have to be so difficult?
I feel my cheeks go a little red and I dont move.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 29, 2007 20:18:50 GMT
When she doesn't take it, I frown slightly. "C'mon.. it's yours." I remind her.
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Post by Hannah on Jan 29, 2007 20:19:11 GMT
I turn around and start walking away when the girls starts whining. It is not like she has something to cry about anyways. Her pathetic little life.
I grunt, kicking a small stone away, putting my hands into the pockets of my pants
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 29, 2007 20:19:15 GMT
I walk around the place and end up spying on Jack Anouk and Ana
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Post by Daz on Jan 29, 2007 20:22:32 GMT
"I.. I just wanted wanted my bag." I stutter. Just trying to get it through to him before picking it up, slowly. Its covered in dirt and mud and I try to look inside to see what's still inside..
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Post by Jacky on Jan 29, 2007 20:25:45 GMT
I put my hands into my pockets again when she takes it, and I shrug my shoulders a little. "Well.. you got it." I point out the obvious.
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