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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 12, 2007 1:14:03 GMT -5
"No," Pru said softly, "she entered into the spirit of things wonderfully. She kissed me back. She was the first one to put her hands on me. She put her hands on my hips. She had breasts already, at thirteen. I was still flat. When she pressed against me...it was exciting."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 1:14:45 GMT -5
"... Sooo... what when wrong?" she asked.
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 12, 2007 1:23:11 GMT -5
"Well, at that moment, nothing. We were making out in my room for hours, we fell asleep in my bed together. Fully dressed, you know, but just holding each other. I fel asleep so excited. This is my girlfriend, I thought. We're in love, we're going to be together forever. In the morning, my dad made us chocolate chip pancakes and she went home around noon. But at school on Monday, she wouldn't say a single word to me."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 1:24:28 GMT -5
"What a bitch," she scowled. "Not a word to you? At all?"
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 12, 2007 1:25:18 GMT -5
"Nope. Wouldn't even look me in the eye. Stayed away from me the rest of the school year. We never spoke again."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 1:28:32 GMT -5
"Aw, I'm sorry, Pru," Caylee dropped her legs. "Not all girls are that bitchy, though. I wouldn't advise you to stay away from them forever. I'm just mad at them for the moment."
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 12, 2007 1:30:10 GMT -5
Prudence just shrugged. "It hurt for a long time. I'm over her, I think. Sometimes I still think about her, though. I'm just glad I'm here now, I don't have to watch her making out with her new boyfriend in the hallways anymore."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 1:31:23 GMT -5
"Being dumped sucks hardcore," she nodded. "I've had three partners. They all dumped me. Maybe it's.. my hair or something. I don't know. It does suck, though."
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 12, 2007 1:38:24 GMT -5
Pru giggled. "No it doesn't. It's not as bad as mine, that's for sure. I never know what to do with mine. It's definitely not your hair though. At least, I don't think so."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 1:40:33 GMT -5
"Your hair's such a pretty color," she reached over and twirled a piece of it between her fingers. "Mine used to be this platinum blond color. Then I dyed it when I came here. Changed it along with my name."
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 12, 2007 1:47:01 GMT -5
Prudence smiled. "My dad loves to play with my hair...said it reminds him of my mom's. But my mom was blonde. I get my dark hair from him."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 1:51:10 GMT -5
"I wouldn't know about mine," she shrugged. "I don't remember them, and I've never seen any pictures."
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 12, 2007 1:52:39 GMT -5
"You've never seen pictures?" Pru asked softly. "Really? Why?"
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 1:53:12 GMT -5
"I... well... there were none left," She replied quietly. "That's all there is to it."
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Nov 12, 2007 1:55:03 GMT -5
Prudence blinked. "There sounds like there's something more," she said. "But I guess you'll tell me when you're ready."
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