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Post by witch on Jan 22, 2015 21:44:56 GMT 10
Phoebe Grey pulled in a breath, school, not really the greatest place to be but...it beat being home right now. Closing her eyes she could still hear her mother and father yelling not thinking she'd be able to hear though their fights echoed off the walls even in the large house, even in the large field on the outskirts of the land. School seemed like her only escape these days. Her older brother Teddy, didn't seem to quite grasp the words Phoebe pasted on to him over the phone when they talked. At a few years older then she herself her older brother was in collage, a matter she often joked about remembering his days at school. Still, sitting alone as she often did Phoebe tried to push these thoughts aside, instead trying to give herself over to the raft draft of her English paper, another story, again about love...or at least trying to make it be. When it came to love...Phoebe had no idea, hell, truth be told she had never even been kissed let alone gone out with a guy.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 22, 2015 22:17:01 GMT 10
Christine Grey sat in the flat she shared with her son Charles, the two sat at the table talking between doing their personal projects. Charlies eyes lit up like a child when he recognised his fathers number on the ringing phone. His mother smiled softly, watching him rush to answer it "hey dad!"
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Post by witch on Jan 22, 2015 22:37:09 GMT 10
"Hey there son, how's my boy doing?" Christian questioned form the other end still amazed that he had another son. He had been shocked out of his mind when he had first learnt the news in truth so had Ana but after a time it had slowly sunk in. Around the house he only ever sort Phoebe's advice about this new member of the family his wife and first born resentful. His daughter however shocked at first had only been giving much to her older brother and mother's dislike.
As Phoebe's pen come to a stop one question entered her mind as it always did when she tried to loose herself in the written world. Sure, she could pretend all she liked that she knew what love felt like, a warm embrace of a lover's arms, their gentle touch and soft kiss but....what was it really like? How fast did the heart race, how weak did the knees become and did you really know when they entered the room because suddenly you felt whole? As she looked up the corner of her eye spotted a group of people a year older then herself, within them some of the most popular people in the school. On a personal note she'd often wondered what it would be like to have friends, have someone to talk to outside of her family...but shyness always got in the way.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 22, 2015 22:49:22 GMT 10
"Good thanks dad, just sitting in the flat with mum till class... Can you come round?" He asked, too nervous to go to his house due to the looks Ana gave him when she thought he wasn't looking and the abuse he generally got off his half brother. "If not it's... Fine, I'd just like to hang out and stuff but it's not urgent.." He said, smiling softly as his mother cuddled him close, snuffling his cheek
"Hey there, you're Phoebe Grey, aren't you?" A male voice from the other side of her asked
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Post by witch on Jan 22, 2015 23:01:51 GMT 10
Christian couldn't help but smile. Sadly he knew the looks his wife gave the boy, yes, at times he himself saw them and it cut him deeply. In a way it reminded him of the looks he himself had earnt long ago, back before his birth mother had died with a name he called her pimp. The hate wasn't as deep as it had been for him but... "I'd love to come over and see you, maybe we could go out and do something together. Anything you'd like to do?"
Startled out of her thoughts Phoebe's head slowly turned and glanced upward. Standing over her was one of THE most popular male students of all. She pulled in breath, since when had they ever talked to her? Teased her yes, used her for the money and fame her family name had...or at least tried to but never actually talked. Her heart raced as did her mind as she tired to form an answer. It was a simple answer but her throat seemed to close and so all she could do was nod.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 22, 2015 23:12:50 GMT 10
His eyes lit up as he beamed at his mother, nodding frantically making her laugh "He can't see you through the phone love," "I'd love to do something dad... Does together mean me and you or all three of us though?" "Charlie, I don't need to be with you twenty four seven little one,"
"Hello? I asked you a question, it's kinda polite to you know give a response rather than just stare... I mean, I know I am handsome as hell but come on babe, be subtle about it,
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Post by witch on Jan 22, 2015 23:22:28 GMT 10
"What ever you'd like will be fine with me." Christian answered "Though some father son time wouldn't hurt now would it? We could go to the park or I could teach you how to fly a glider." He stated knowing in the back of his mind that Christine could hear him and would be listening.
"And a little up yourself" She whispered under her breath before finally finding control of her voice. "Yes, my name IS Phoebe not Babe but then I guess that's your view on manners right?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 22, 2015 23:25:18 GMT 10
"Maybe have lunch here then we can go out together... That is if mum doesn..." "You know I don't mind cooking or staying in while you two have fun together," she snuffled him, "anything in particular your dad wants, that aint meat or fish?"
"Ooo fiesty I like that," he smirked, sitting beside her, licking his lips
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Post by witch on Jan 22, 2015 23:33:52 GMT 10
Christian laughed again. "Tell your mother it's part of a man to eat meat." he chuckled "But since it's your day little man how about you pick what we have and who cooks it."
She moved down a little on the bench as he seated himself beside her, question filling her mind though she kept her eyes trained to him. "W....was there something you wanted?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 22, 2015 23:36:12 GMT 10
"You know mum doesn't eat meat dad," he sniggered, earning a look from his mother, "alright I will, see you when you get here dad... Love you" "Aww Charlie, so sweet..."
"You, me and a date," he said, smirking as he took her hand in his
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Post by witch on Jan 22, 2015 23:42:43 GMT 10
"I know, but she knows I DO. Love you to Charlie."
Pulling in breath her full gaze turned to him. The first thing she noticed was the look he gave her, something in his eyes shone out at her though she couldn't for the life of her place. "I....w..why? I mean...you've never even talked to me before and now y...you're asking me out?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 22, 2015 23:44:57 GMT 10
Christine walked off, talking to herself as she mocked her baby daddy "Alright, bye dad...." He said hanging up
"Yeah, pretty much, aww come on sad puppy, I thought I'd at least get a smile from those lucious lips
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Post by witch on Jan 22, 2015 23:48:42 GMT 10
"Bye son" he replied hanging up his cell and grabbing hold of his keys. He left a note, unsure of when Ana would be back simply saying he was going out. He tried not to shove his son in her face if he could help it, why start another fight?
"Well....clearly you thought wrong." she stated though her fingertips without so much as a knowing thought brushed over her lips at his words, making her blush slightly.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 22, 2015 23:51:11 GMT 10
Christine got cooking, humming to herself as ever as she did, singing softly as she got what she needed together. "How does stir fry sound baba? That way your dad can have his meat without bitching at me... Have we got any of his favourite drink left, sweetie?"
He chuckled, shaking his head as he moved in closer to her "I don't think I am
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Post by witch on Jan 22, 2015 23:55:40 GMT 10
"Mama" Charlie gasped "You say naughty word." Across his face came the look that only he and his father sheared. "Me tell Daddy on you but...me think we do. I check" he said running off to look.
Again she slowly moved down the bench only to notice that her project was now right in front of him. If he actually took the time to read any of it what would he think? Would he pick up on the fact that Phoebe had cast herself in the leading role? "A...and whys that?" she whispered.
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