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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 11, 2007 23:28:46 GMT -5
"Shocked? Did I sound shocked?" Pru said absentmindedly. She hung up a blue dress on a hanger and put it in the closet. "I didn't mean to."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 11, 2007 23:30:02 GMT -5
"No, see, you got my crush out of me, you can't keep a secret," Caylee turned onto her stomach, her fisted poised under her chin. "Tell."
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 11, 2007 23:30:48 GMT -5
Pru bit her lip and blushed. "There's nothing to tell, really."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 11, 2007 23:32:30 GMT -5
"Is it about that special person you mentioned before? Hmm?"
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 11, 2007 23:33:34 GMT -5
"Sort of," Pru said after a long pause. She folded and refolded a few t-shirts before putting them away in a drawer.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 11, 2007 23:43:23 GMT -5
"... well?!" she waited for more details. "Spill!"
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 11, 2007 23:44:12 GMT -5
Another long pause followed. "I...was in a relationship, sort of. It didn't go over well. It kind of...scared me out of anything else."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 11, 2007 23:45:46 GMT -5
"Was it your first one?" Caylee asked, her brow furrowed.
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 11, 2007 23:48:16 GMT -5
"No. Actually, it wasn't even really a relationship," Pru admitted. "I've never...been in one."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 11, 2007 23:49:41 GMT -5
"Really? Well, you're not missing anything, trust me. They all just fuck you up in the end."
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 11, 2007 23:53:34 GMT -5
"Well, this one....fucked me up pretty bad," Pru admitted, hesitating at the use of the word fuck. "S-she...I guess I must have been just really looking for some attention after Mom died."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 11, 2007 23:54:39 GMT -5
Caylee patted the space next to her on the mattress. "Sit. Tell me about it. Nothing'll leave this room."
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 12, 2007 0:10:32 GMT -5
Prudence hesisted to sit but, pulling down the sleeves of her red hoodie, she eventually made her way over ad sat on the edge of the mattress. "Her name was Beth," she said slowly.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 0:25:16 GMT -5
"Beth... sounds... nice," Caylee said, awkwardly. "Yea?"
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 12, 2007 0:28:38 GMT -5
Prudence continued to fiddle with her sleeves. "I...well, we were thirteen, in middle school. Seventh grade. I thought we were really good friends. We would go over to each other's houses. Daddy was ... really happy that I was making friends. I was never good at that."
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