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Post by Jessy Jackson on May 22, 2004 3:46:50 GMT -5
"Ok, I guess. But don't expect me to stop liking you. And I'll always bug you. With puppydog eyes," I added as an after thought. "How much time will you need? Cos I really, really like you. Gosh, now I'm babbling."
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Post by tucker on May 22, 2004 14:58:59 GMT -5
'Oh you're not babbling trust me. And I'm flattered by your persistence really but can we just do the friends talk? Like before? You can just ask me questions or we'll discuss stuff. You can ask me anything just let me have a bit of space before I make any decisions okay?'
Her eyes lit up and I bit my lip
'Ask you anything?'
Oh crap.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on May 23, 2004 4:17:09 GMT -5
"Don't worry, I wont ask you too embarassing things. Hmmm where should I start?" I looked at my watch, then swore loudly. "Oh no, not today. Tucker, is there a place in here where I can bake a cake?"
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Post by tucker on May 23, 2004 5:52:48 GMT -5
I blinked
'Err... What?'
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Post by Jessy Jackson on May 23, 2004 5:57:55 GMT -5
"A cake, you know, a CAKE!" I was panicking.
"Why do you want to make a cake?" Tucker asked
"Well, it's my sister's 12th birthday today. Well I guess she's not my sister anymore, but I always bake a cake on her birthday."
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Post by tucker on May 23, 2004 6:01:32 GMT -5
'Erm down the stairs and first door on the left'
She gave a nod and took off leaving me slightly baffled
((I have actually no idea if there's a kitchen. But from now on there is lol))
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Post by Jessy Jackson on May 23, 2004 13:48:50 GMT -5
I entered the kitchen and gasped. It was huge. I stood by a gleaming counter top and looked for a bowl. No sooner had I thought the thought then a bowl slid onto the counter. "Wow! I wonder if the ingredients add themselves." Suddenly flour, milk and eggs were flying towards the bowl.
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Post by tucker on May 23, 2004 18:02:53 GMT -5
I wandered to the kitchen and stood watching Jessy make a... Well more like watch a cake being baked. I leaned against the doorway
'What happened to your sister?' I paused 'You don't haev to talk about it if you don't want to'
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Post by Jessy Jackson on May 24, 2004 6:40:57 GMT -5
I turned, leaving the cake to mix itself.
"My sister is alive. Her name's Francesca, Frankie for short. She's 12 today. When I was 4, mum had another kid and that bollocky, bloody, bastard..."
"Your father."
"Yeah. Well, he was a suspicious man and thought the baby wasn't his. We had all sorts of tests which proved she was his but the idiot wouldn't believe them. So he forced Mum to get her adopted. I haven't seen her since. They won't let me find her till I'm 18. And that's ages away." I sighed and went to preheat the oven. It was already done.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on May 24, 2004 7:08:48 GMT -5
I looked around for something to do. There was nothing to do. So I just sat on the floor and cried.
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Post by tucker on May 24, 2004 7:09:38 GMT -5
'Well you've only got what, two years left? That's not a long time considering you've already waited about twelve years to find her' I paused to sniff the air 'Cake smells good'
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Post by Jessy Jackson on May 24, 2004 7:10:31 GMT -5
"Yeah. Wanna come to her birthday party?"
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Post by tucker on May 24, 2004 7:17:43 GMT -5
I grinned
'Sure'
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Post by Jessy Jackson on May 24, 2004 7:20:05 GMT -5
I removed the cake from the oven and cut it in half.
"Sorry it's such a small slice, " I said to tucker, handing him the bigger half, "But there are so many people here. I wish we could dance to some music."
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Post by tucker on May 24, 2004 7:27:31 GMT -5
I waved a hand and a large boombox appeared in the corner
'And what would one like to listen to?'
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