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Post by Sunny on Jun 25, 2008 23:09:56 GMT -5
-Luke had been standing slightly behind her he sighlently sighed and rolled his eyes. He was a stud not a flooofy puppy dog. He put his arm around her and rested his chin on her head. "This is wierd, I'm a stud, I'm use to falling for a girl and having sex,because thats what they want I'm not use to a girl with so much...emotion. I'm not a floofy puppy dog, I'm a stud." His tone was drowsy and sleepy
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Post by carajean on Jun 26, 2008 0:40:37 GMT -5
Cara-Jean jumped as he put his arm around her, she would have pulled away, but he was so warm. "You think I'm emotional?" She asked. "You should put that in writing and send it to my social worker who says that I am void of having emotions." She gave a small yawn. "You sound tired, you should go to bed. I've got some more work to do here before it is decent for me to go to the stables. And I appologise if I have made you feel any less than what you are."
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Post by Sunny on Jun 26, 2008 5:55:06 GMT -5
-"Most the girls I'm use to only want sex, your different, you have real emotion." Luke just stayed there "I'm not actually tierd just mellow." Luke sat there staring at the ground.
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Post by carajean on Jun 26, 2008 12:24:39 GMT -5
She finally pulled away from him. He was so warm and if she just closed her eyes she would be asleep, and that wasn't going to happen. "You should go to bed." She repeated. "I promise I will be quiet. I am going to work on some conditioning exercises which means no spring board." She shivered, the room was cold and she would need to stretch to warm up her body again. She sat on the ground a few feet away from him and started to stretch out her muscles again. I he said she had real emotion, then she needed to work on that, she had spent years working on displaying no emotion at all.
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Post by Sunny on Jun 26, 2008 15:00:33 GMT -5
-Luke sighed and got up. He wasn't really tierd. He walked out of the gym sighlently.
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Post by carajean on Jun 26, 2008 21:45:46 GMT -5
As soon as Luke left the room, Cara-Jean flopped down on the mat again. Although conditioning exercises would be the correct thing to do, since she hadn't been able to stick her landings, but she was so tired, and needed something that would wake her up.
"Talking keeps you awake, but no, you had to suggest that he head back to bed!" She shook her head as she blew up toward the ceiling. "I wonder if he's got too far yet and I wonder if he'll come for a run with me?"
She stood up and headed out of the gym. "Luke!" She called when she saw him. "You wanna go for a run?"
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Post by Sunny on Jun 26, 2008 23:01:49 GMT -5
-Luke smiled. "Yeah" he walked bavk to the gym.
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Post by carajean on Jun 26, 2008 23:10:45 GMT -5
Cara-Jean's face brightened in a smile. "Are there any running tracks around here?" She asked suddenly wide awake again. "What are the riding trails like for joggers?"
She looked down at her bare feet. "Oh, I really need to go and get my running shoes first. "Where shall we meet?"
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Post by Sunny on Jul 3, 2008 22:58:15 GMT -5
-"lots of logs for cross country jumping." He said quietly. Luke moved arround slowly.
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Post by carajean on Jul 4, 2008 23:27:52 GMT -5
Cara-Jean vanished up to her dorm room and pulled a tracksuit out, Pulling the tracksuit pants on, she pushed her feet into a pair of running shoes and picked up the jacket which held her cell phone before hurrying back down the stairs, making sure the waistband sat properly on her tiny waist.
"Do you want o use the tredmills, or shall we go running outside?" She asked. "The sun should be coming up soon, and it won't be too warm out there to..." He voice broke off as her phone started ringing. "Excuse me a moment." She said as she fished the phone out of her jacket pocket and opened it, not even bothering to check caller ID. "Hello? Cara... Yes, Sir. I arrived a few days ago, Sir. Yes, Sir. No, Sir my first appointment with the guidance councellor is in a couple of days. No, Sir I haven't. Yes, Sir I understand." She sat herself on the ground as she twirled a strand of hair around one finger. "Yes, Sir. No, Sir, you don't need to phone the school. Yes, Sir, I have an appointment in a couple of days. No, Sir. Thank you, Sir." She clicked the phone closed with a frown as fought back the urge to throw the phone across the hallway.
She stood up, pocketed the phone and gave Luke a radiant smile. "So, where were we?"
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