And yet...
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Thread Topic: And yet...
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I start laughing. "What's so...funny?" I say, laughing. "I don't...get...it!"
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I get up and hand some of Paul's trousers to him. "Please." Then walk over to Michael and pull his blanket off him. "You are an awful liar, Michael. I like that."
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I grin, reach out slowly, and start tickling her. I pull her onto the chair with me, and keep tickling her. "You're too ticklish for your own good!" I laughed.
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I giggle-screamed. "Cut it out!!" I screamed, but was giggling so hard I have no idea how anybody would take me seriously.
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I stopped for a moment. "But I love hearing you laugh!" I complained. "Why would I stop?" I resumed tickling her, but was laughing too hard to keep going. "You win!" I gasped for breath. "This time,"
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I knew an opportunity when I saw one and leaped out of the chair.
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My face fell for a moment, but quickly covered it up. If she found out how I feel about her...I'm not sure if she would be my friend anymore. I snorted. "You win, Perenelle Cole,"
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I wiggle my eyebrows mysteriously. "I always win."
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Paul walks in again, making an interesting fashion statement with a plaid bathrobe and brown slacks. He has a tray with a full-on English breakfast on it for both of us. "Oh you are too good to us!" I exclaim, taking the tray from him and hugging him.
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"Yes, you do," I smile, and am suddenly staring into her beautiful, gem-like, brown eyes. Once I realize what I'm doing, I look down at the floor, and grab my blanket. "I'm going back to sleep," I mutter, and fake a yawn.
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I go over and put Michael's plate in front of his nose. "Foooood..." I kutter, like I'm hypnotizing him. "FOOOOOOOD...."
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I snatch the plate away from Perry, my eyes laughing, my mouth being stuffed...with food. "Oh, Paul, this is bloody amazing!"
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Paul grins. "That's what happens to you when you grow up in England.. then Germany... the America." I would laugh if not fir my face stuffed with toast.
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Even though I'm bloody starving, I can barely taste the food. I stuff it in, a bit slower this time, but I'm also watching Perenelle. I can't forget the bloody dream I had of us...with a family...
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I catch Paul's eye and cannot help giggling yet AGAIN... and when I do he rolls his eyes jokingly.
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