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Post by ladyofmusic on Jul 25, 2014 0:26:50 GMT 10
Christine Grey, the youngest of the four Grey children, sat in front of the vanity table, fixing her hair and make up. Her mother and father were going away for a week and since she was still too young to get her own place, and they didn't want to leave her- or Emma, who had moved in with them years back- on her own. So she was going to stay with her brother Christian, while her best friend was going to stay with her eldest brother Elliot. She stood up and walked over to her wardrobe, picking out the dress and shoes she was going to wear to go with her brother when he came to pick her up from their parents home.
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Post by witch on Jul 25, 2014 1:56:19 GMT 10
Christine Grey sighed to himself in the back seat of one of his cars, Taylor having been roped in to drive which in the long run would no doubt end up being a good thing for when it came to Christine and people....well...it wasn't always a good mix and now, now he would be living once more with his baby sister. If it had been Mia he wouldn't have minded so much, or Emma for that matter but Christine... Ever since the day the girl had come into his life he had, had an uneasy feeling about her this only growing when he had found out why. Christine wasn't really a Grey, just like Emma wasn't or he himself if truth be told. ALL of them had been adopted save for Emma who remained a White and while be loved Mia, learnt to love Elliot and was fond of Emma Christine....well...she felt for him if a way he didn't think he'd ever feel. Somehow though, knowing his sister, that wouldn't stop her. He had of course TRIED to talk to her about it, Emma to they being best friends and all but to none did it help and so running his hand through his hair and signing himself over to his fate he couldn't help but feel slightly jelouse of his brother or Emma.
Speaking of Emma whom had quickly formed a bound with all the Grey's though none more so then the oldest was now living with him a fact that was still somewhat new to her. When Elliot had bought the place he had claimed that she would have to like it as it would be a home for the two of them see, awhile back Elliot had popped the question asking Emma to marry him to which she had said a quick 'yes' the day of the wedding slowly approaching.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jul 25, 2014 3:28:59 GMT 10
"I wish you were coming, Emmy." She said, looking to her friend, smiling softy though she sighed. "He's always nicer to me when you're there... I think he genuinely hates me, you know." She said, slipping into the chosen dress, doing up the zip at the side before she put the last few bits into her personal bag, two books, her embroidery and the teddy Christian had given her years ago. She slipped into her shoes before twirling in front of the mirror to check the last few details.
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Post by witch on Jul 25, 2014 13:17:37 GMT 10
Emma sat in her friends bed waiting for Elliot to came and pick her up her small collection of things already packed and ready to go. In the years since she had come to live wit the Greys she still didn't like the fact of taking anything from anyone and therefore her collection of personal items where more travel bag size though Elliot of course had helped pick out clothes.
"Christian is.....well Christian. Hopefully this time together will help you both. Him to learn to be nicer to you and you to....get a better hold on your feelings toward him." she stated.
It wads no secret how the two Chris' felt about each other. Christine having told her that she was in love with Christian and Christian well....Emma couldn't help but wonder. While Christian had always looked out for her, loved Mia his mother, father and brother the last of the Grey's was still seen to at least him as somewhat of a 'bug.'
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jul 25, 2014 18:03:20 GMT 10
"My ears look so tiny..." She said, flicking them as she tried to angle the chosen hat to one which she liked, "and I have a perfect hold on my feelings, Emmy, and he'd... Rather kill me than ever give me a kiss..." She said, sighing heavily, lowering the hat as she looked down. "I don't know why, I'm just as in his face as Mia is and yet he'd do anything for her..."
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Post by witch on Jul 25, 2014 21:48:48 GMT 10
Emma glanced over at her tiny friend whom was sitting beside her on the bed. While he was getting on in years he was STILL her best friend not that one would ever think of a rat as family. He raised his tiny tail and dropped it almost like a shoulder shrug to then paw his own ears making Emma giggle.
"Mia is.....Mia. They have always been close you are like...well...Elliot. Christian hated him at the start but then grew to love him." she offered "Besides...maybe...maybe he picked up on how you felt about him long before you told him. Didn't you once tell me that can scare some guys?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jul 26, 2014 7:51:57 GMT 10
"I can never do right for doing wrong with him, being honest with him he hates me, not being honest with him and he hates me... Of all people my heart had to choose... It had to be my broken genius..." She said, scooping up the plushie of her infatuation that she had made, cuddling it close. "And yet I... Do not regret it at the same time, if that makes any sense... I just think... No, I know that we will be together one day..."
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Post by witch on Jul 26, 2014 12:24:49 GMT 10
Emma didn't know what to say to this. She didn't want to give her friends hope if there was none or crush her dreams. Instead she could only say what she had always thought: "You never know." and with that she remained mute on the topic. "Elly is meant to be picking me up after Christian gets you. He said he had something big planned." though what she had no idea. "You really think Mr and Miss Grey are okay about us getting married?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jul 26, 2014 19:21:24 GMT 10
"Of course mum and dad are happy with you two getting married Emmy," she said, turning to face him, smiling softly as she went to sit beside her, cuddling her close. "They love you like their own already, a marriage would just make it official"
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Post by witch on Jul 26, 2014 22:16:42 GMT 10
I just....I want them to be happy. I want Elly to be happy." she breathed her body shivering a little. Even after all this time, all the.... 'love' her body had gotten it still jumped when she was first touched. Somehow Emma thought that action would always be with her, set firm in her mind thanks to her past. "I want to know that I finally deserve to be a Grey."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jul 26, 2014 22:24:57 GMT 10
"You do EMmy," she said, kissing her cheeka s she cuddled her close,hearing the door bell ring out. "CHris is here for me," She said, cuddling her friend close
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Post by witch on Jul 26, 2014 22:34:48 GMT 10
"Best let in then" she smiled getting up after her friend released her. "Say Hi to him for me" She would have greeted him herself save for the fact that the past few days she hadn't been feeling to well and had been trying to hide it. She had thought she might catch some shut eye until Elliot came for her and so heading to her own room she hoped that her two friends would leave each other in peace.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jul 26, 2014 22:43:21 GMT 10
"I will..." She sighed softly, taking her cases down, smoothig out her dress and hair before she opened the door, smiling sweetly up at her beloved brother. "Hi Chrissy,"
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Post by witch on Jul 26, 2014 22:49:33 GMT 10
"For the millionth time it's Christian" he voiced started off. "You ready to go?" He was in NO mood for this and that seemed clearly written on his features. "Emma gone yet?" Despite his feelings for Christine Emma was his best friend. It had been her that had helped him to come out of his shell without driving him crazy as Mia did. It was SHE who he could talk to. WHY had HE been placed with his name sack he couldn't help but question.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jul 26, 2014 23:26:18 GMT 10
"But..." She sighed, rolling her eyes as she flipped her hair back, "no, but she wants to have a nap so leave her be, grumpy." She said, shoving past him with her bags, going to Taylor, smiling brightly at him. "Good morning Taylor
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