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Sep 23, 2013 09:47AM
"Tell me." he said, his tone surprisingly soft.
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"I...I came home at a bad time so pulling a few strings wasn't as easy as I planned. I got you that date though," she muttered.
"You shouldn't have done that." he said with a sigh. "I don't want you getting hurt because of a date."
She laughed, "Trust me. I'm just glad she had company." She looked away, "I don't want to talk about this."
Noah sighed. "Come on." he said.
Noah closed the door behind her and led her to ho living room.
She followed, arms folded thinking of how torn apart her family had become.
"So." he said. "How are we going to do this?"
"Um, wing it? Act out the scene the police interogate him and he confesses?"
"That won't be hard." he said.
((gtg.))
((gtg.))
She flipped to the seen, "I'll be the police and you can be what's-his-name, alright?"
She nodded and set up her camera.
Noah ran a hand through his hair when they were done.
She nodded, "I can edit it at home." She sighed and asked, "Why did you ask me out in the first place? I didn't really peg myself as your type."
"I'm the goody two shoes practically dragged to parties girl and well, I didn't think that was the kinda girl you would ask out," she shrugged, blushing a little.
"I much prefer a sober girl over a drunk one." he said.
She asked, "Really? Opposite of Derrel then." She chuckled refering to the party when Lisa and Derrel had started going out and Lisa had gone a little under.
She smiled and shrugged, "That's nice. So on Friday, right?"
"Yeah." he answered, he still didn't like the fact she got jury.
She nodded and wrote down her address, "I'll wait outside. If I'm not there honk. Don't bother with the door."
She smiled and sighed, looking down, "Have you ever met a person that makes you want to be the exact opposite of them because you know you'll be a better person that way?"
She sighed and said, "I should probably get home. My mom's waiting."
Noah nodded and got up. "Please don't get hurt for me again. Or because of me, okay?" he said softly.
Kenzy smiled sadly, "Trust me. My cheek is nothing."
"Still.." he said, gently running his fingers over the bruise.
She winced, "Please don't touch it."
Noah pulled back quickly. "Sorry."
"It's alright. I really need to get home though," she said.
She smiled and said, "See you tomorrow." She left and rode her bike home.
Noah sat on his couch.
((ff to date?))
((ff to date?))
She got home and her mom beat the living crap out of her for being a minute late. Kenzy cried. This was what death and drugs could do to a family.
((sure. u start?))
((sure. u start?))
Noah sighed and pulled up in front of Kenzie's house.
Kenzy came out in a kneelength red strapless dress and a short-sleeve black jacket.
Noah couldn't believe it. He could see a few new bruises poking out. "Does your mom abuse you?" he asked.
