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Post by witch on Jan 23, 2015 21:03:28 GMT 10
"I'm sorry about that. I've tried talking to him about it but....he's always had a mind of his own, thinks he's way is best. Maybe...maybe one of you needs to change schools." he breathed not liking the idea. "There are still good ones out there and Phoebe still has her heart on going to England to sharpen her writing skills."
"W...w..what makes you think somethings happening with my family?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 23, 2015 21:05:26 GMT 10
"But I like this school dad, I have friends there and am really getting into my lessons..." He said, automatically thinking he was the one who would have to move, hanging his head.
"The fact you have a half brother..."
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Post by witch on Jan 23, 2015 21:08:30 GMT 10
"I'm not talking about you, at least not right off the bat. If he's the one coursing trouble then it'll be him that's going. I just wish he'd be a little more grown up about this but your sister, You are at least getting along with her right?"
"How do you know about him?" she questioned stopping dead in her tracks. "How do you know so much about my family?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 23, 2015 21:12:02 GMT 10
"Oh yeah, I adore Phoebe she's really sweet," he said, nodding as he smiled brightly up at him, "shy and doesn't know what to say sort of thing but yeah,"
"Er your family are kinda famous, duh."
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Post by witch on Jan 23, 2015 21:14:55 GMT 10
"Glade to hear that at least you two are getting along as for the shy part, she's like that around everyone. Hopefully one day she'll come out of her shell"
"That maybe but not everything about us is headlined."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 23, 2015 21:19:34 GMT 10
"I hope so, she's really nice so that'd be cool,"
"Pretty much is honey"
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Post by witch on Jan 23, 2015 21:24:36 GMT 10
"Well who knows, maybe all she needs is a friend and a level headed half brother just might be the ticket."
"You do know I have a name. I know that people do use pet names for their girlfriends and such but as far as I was so recently told. I'm running away from that."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 23, 2015 21:28:25 GMT 10
He grinned at him, shrugging as he set the table for the three of them, getting a cuddle from his mother
"Thank you sweetie,"
"Well, you can be my girl
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Post by witch on Jan 23, 2015 21:33:58 GMT 10
"So, did you decide what we are to do today or are we to just laze around at home?"
"I'm no ones girl, least of all yours. You do realize you haven't even told me your name"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 23, 2015 21:40:21 GMT 10
"I... I dunno I just... I'd like all three of us to hang out for a bit... If that's alright?" He asked, looking up at his father with large pleading eyes
"Jake, I am Jake"
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Post by witch on Jan 23, 2015 21:44:14 GMT 10
"Of course it is son as long as you tell me what you've been upto and don't say nothing." he teased "Heard from Em at all?"
"Well Jake, I would say I'm pleased to meet you but....I know how important manners are to you so.."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 23, 2015 21:52:07 GMT 10
"Aunt Em comes over a lot dad, she and mum are working on something together, but won't tell me what it is..." He said, smirking as his mother put the food on the table.
"Help yourself, my two handsome boys,"
He wrapped his arm around her, smirking more
"Come on, you know you wanna try
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Post by witch on Jan 23, 2015 21:56:46 GMT 10
"Your mother and Em together is a marvel to behold and sometimes even fear." Christian warned "But I'm glad to hear she visits now and again. She seem well?" he questioned his face changing a little at the secret about Emma he had been keeping for years tickled on his mind.
She gasped trying to pull away, her chest pushed into his, feeling the warmth of it.
"T...t..try what?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 23, 2015 22:01:16 GMT 10
"She always seems... Quiet, in every way possible," he said, helping himself to his share of the food
"Being a couple"
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Post by witch on Jan 23, 2015 22:05:16 GMT 10
Christian nodded, brushing a hand through his hair.
"She always was a little soft spoken, she lost much."
Her gaze lifted to meet his own, that same look filling his eyes.
"I.....we...s..should be getting to class"
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