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From: 867_5309 |
Date: October 6th, 2010 10:28 pm (UTC) |
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Jenny/Ella
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"Sure, not like that," Jenny replied, only slightly mocking her sibling. She followed the other blonde over toward the refreshment table, wedging her way in between two older boys, and grabbing them both cups, handing one over to Ella. "You could tell me though, you know, if it was. I wouldn't make fun or anything. As long as he treats you good, right?"
Scooping some punch out of the bowl, and actively avoiding scooping out any of the fruit floating around in it, Jenny took a sip. She had so much she wanted to say, to talk about, but no idea where to begin. Nor was this really the setting.
But if she couldn't talk to Ella, who could she ever talk to?
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From: 867_5309 |
Date: October 6th, 2010 10:43 pm (UTC) |
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Jenny/Ella
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"Yeah everything, duh!" Jenny replied quickly, feeling an immediate pang of guilt, although she expression didn't show it. She took another sip of her drink, following her sister's gaze out onto the dance floor. There wasn't much talent to choose from, but there were some people around.
And if she came all of the way here, she supposed she might as well dance. It'd make Ella happy anyway.
"We definitely will," she assured her twin, nudging her gently with her elbow. "You have anybody in mind? I mean besides Vin," she teased, unable to hold in her giggle.
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