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[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

He maneuvered threw the people and didn't stop until Derek called his name. He cursed under his breath and turned around. He spun Tara into his chest to keep her safe, "what!?"

[Khrisma, ~Gone with the Wind~]

Derek had his arm around some girl, "Where you going man? The party's just starting."
Tara reached for a beer on a nearby table.

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Connor shook his head, "we really should be going," he looked down at her and frowned, "don't," he hissed at her.

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"but Connie." she just want one little sip.
"C'mon dude. Stay just a little longer." Derek said, "Even the lady wants to."

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Connor sighed frustratedly, not taking his eyes off Tara, "do you want to stay?" He couldn't make her leave if she didn't want to.

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She wanted to but he looked mad. Her Connie shouldnt be mad. "No." she pushed his cheeks up into a smile.

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

He nodded, "let's get you home," he waved at Derek and dragged Tara out. He was silent the hole walk, emotions swirling in his chest.
When they got back to the rebellion he sighed, feeling at ease. He slowed down his pace, "I'm sorry.."

[Khrisma, ~Gone with the Wind~]

"for what?" she leaned against him, more sleepy than flirty with him now.

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

"Everything," he brought her to her place, "I'll see you latter?"

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Tara nodded and kissed his cheek before going in.

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

Connor watched her go then sighed. He leaned against the wall and slid down it. How was he going to explain the purple hair to his mom?

[Khrisma, ~Gone with the Wind~]

((hey know its washable :p))

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

((Lol true XD))

Connor closed his eyes and rested his head against the wall. He was so tired...

[Khrisma, ~Gone with the Wind~]

A few minutes later Lee came out and kicked Connor's foot.

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Connor grumbled but didn't wake up. To deep in a drunken sleep to do that.

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Lee sighed and went back inside. He came back with a bucket of ice water and dumped it on Connor.

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Connor yelled and jumped to his feet, "the hell!?" He looked at Lee, "oh.. Hi.."

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"Get inside." he told him and went back inside.

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

Connor fallowed him in, confused, "I'm sorry.. I can go home.." He didn't want Lee going out of his way to be nice.

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Tara was curled up asleep in a chair.
"I'm calling your parents to pick you up." Lee stated.

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

Connor nodded and watched Tara, "do you want me to put her to bed?" He offered.

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Lee nodded, "Then come right back out." he ordered.

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

He nodded, holding back the urge to roll his eyes. He scooped up Tara and carried her to her room. He lied her down and tucked her in before going back to Lee.

[Khrisma, ~Gone with the Wind~]

Lee nodded and sent a text to his dad. "What to explain why you and my granddaughter came back here drunk?"

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

"Not really," he said honestly, "we decided to go out for a drink, then ran into her ex and left.."

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Lee stiffened, "Ex?"

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Connor nodded, "he didn't do anything."

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"He better not have." he growled.

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He flinched and stayed silent.

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Mario knocked on the door and Lee let him in.
He frowned at Connor, "Purple?"

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Connor rolled his eyes, "bye Lee," he left the apartment.

[Khrisma, ~Gone with the Wind~]

Mario sighed and followed his son. "Connor."

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

"What?" He stumbled slightly.

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"I'm trying to be a good father here and your not making it easy."

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He turned to look his dad over. He wanted to snap at him and say that it was to little to late, "then you shouldn't make fun of my hair."

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"I didn't make fun of it. I asked a question about it." Mario stated.

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

"What's wrong with purple!?" He crossed his arms over his chest.

[Khrisma, ~Gone with the Wind~]

"Nothing. I was just asking why did you pick it." He rolled his eyes, "You should be more worried about what your mother will say."

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Connor shifted, "it's washable, I don't think she'll care. And I happen to like the colour."

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"Good to know." he nodded, "C'mon. She's at Phoebe's room."

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He nodded and started walking.

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Mario followed.

((Cont there))

[Khrisma, ~Gone with the Wind~]

Tara climbed out her window when Connor texted her he was there. She hopped down and went over to him, for once her hair wasn't dyed. Just her natural black.

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Connor smiled and hugged her when she came up to him. He kissed her cheek, "your hair looks best like this."

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"Is so doesn't." Tara smiled and hugged him back. It was part of her punishment, no hair dye.

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"I think it does," he whispered then pulled out of the hug, "did you pack extra cloths?"

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Tara blushed and nodded, "Just like you said to. Are you going to tell me where were going now?"

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

He shook his head, "nope." He took her hand and led the way, "you'll figure it out when we get there." He had booked a room at the hotel. He got one with two beds. And he bought them both a swimming suit. He was pretty good at figuring out girl sizes for cloths, but he was worried she might not like it. The hotel had a pool, he hoped she liked swimming.

[Khrisma, ~Gone with the Wind~]

((aww that's sweet))

Tara followed him, "hey, I-i'm sorry about last night." Most of it was a blur but she remembered bits and pieces of it.

[Elizabeth, Creator ^~^]

((Yup :3))

He shook his head, "it's okay Tara, you were drunk."