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He was different . . . very . . . Somehow, he just was. I can't say what it is about him, but he makes me relaxed. Like I-suddenly-don't-want-to-pull-all-of-my-hair-out relaxed. My strongest temptation being subdued by someone I have just barely met. I'm suddenly embarrassed again.

To be honest, and this will probably sound stupid, but no one has ever relaxed me so much. Okay, so maybe my face is on fire, and maybe I just want to sit somewhere and cry my heart out, but me . . . not wanting to pull out hair from anywhere, that's really something. I was going to marry this person. No. I am married to this person? Well . . . he's the one I'm going to spend the rest of eternity with.

Maybe . . . Maybe I don't really mind it all that much now . . .

Noah began to say something and I immediately snapped to attention, wanting to hear whatever it was, even if it was something small and pointless. Hard exterior gone . . . I thought to myself. I had thought before that I was going to be nothing but not nice to him, yet . . . I don't think I can do that now. "Why don't we go out to the balcony. Get some fresh air. Today's been a pretty big day."

Oh, yes, the balcony. I'd been wanting to go out there ever since I'd seen it from the outside.Well . . . no better person to go with than my partner-person.

I smiled as best as I could, being so embarrassed, "Y-yeah . . ." I began shyly, "The balcony . . ."

Noah.

Noah.

I liked Noah.

 

“I don’t know you and I don’t love you. I loved one person and you’re not him.â€
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As Shane walked off I layed my head down in my hands... It was official... I was crazy... but then again isn't that why I was here in the first place? Because I was crazy? I sighed and looked down at my shoes-and then I realized- I was still in the same clothes I was in yesterday. I walked towards a room I guessed was mine since the house had at least two bedrooms- Thank God I thought silently.

This bedroom had most of the stuff that mine room back at my 'parents'' house had. My desk was there along with my dresser, that had various pictures of people on it. One picture was this Jesse, Karen, Hal and I. Another was just me and Jesse. There are many others but I froze when I saw the last one- a picture of Ben and I in front of the treehouse- the same treehouse that he died in... My shaky hand picked it up. SMASH! It fell and the glass shattered everywhere. "God Damn it!" I shouted,not caring if Shane heard me or not. Now where the hell was a broom or something.

I sighed and decided that I would ask Shane if he knew where one was. I grabbed a pair of blue shorts and a red hoddie out of my dresser draw and changed into them. For once I brushed my hair and put a pair of fingerless gloves on my hands.

With my shoes on my feet, I walked down to the kitchen and saw Shane waiting with pancakes, They really did smell good. I was kinda surprised- he could really cook.
"They look good," I said softy. "But do you know where a broom is?"

OOC: I was thinking the broom would be in the garage and thus we get transported to the other world?

 

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"Thanks." He replied. It wasn't that often he got complemented on anything he did. Especially cooking, it was one of those situation where either you learn to cook or you starve. "It could be in the garage." he said beofre taking a bite out of the pancakes. Truthfully he had no clue where anything was in this place. So the odd of him being right were about 50/50. He just had to hope that his guess was right.


OOC: Makes Sense ​

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“I don’t know you and I don’t love you. I loved one person and you’re not him.”
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I nodded my head and sat down at the table. I would look for the broom after I ate. I picked up my fork and took a pancake. I put some syrup on it and took a bite-it was really good! It'd been a long seen I'd had pancakes and these were amazing! I smiled a bit as I continued to eat.

OOC: Guess we should wait for Jayn before we go to the garage.

 

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« Solitude...No sweeter words have been spoken. » ​

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Shane felt some joy flow through him as he notice Adriana while she was eatting. Looks like I finally managed to do something right. He thought to himself as he took another bite out of his pancakes. As he ate, he remebered what he wonder about what the day would hold for him. A simle crept on his face as he realized that he had his answer. ​

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What just happened?
She completely changed.
What happened to my lovely madwoman?​

I stumble back. What did I do? Other than the obvious. "Ah- sorry, it, I'm sorry!" I let my feet trip backwards, carrying my flailing body. I collapse over the couch's back, falling with a start on the plush cushions. I let my eyes swim, coming into desperate focus on the ceiling. I would laugh, maybe, if I were at home. Maybe just a breathy chuckle. But no, not here. Here, I cough a bit and get to my unsteady feet. "I didn't mean to scare you."

What else can I say? Haha, guess it's time for me to get a watch! No. She might switch personalities on me again and go after me with the curtain rod. "I... I guess I'm just going t-to have some b-breakfast." What an unfortunate stutter. I rub my temples and start trudging towards the horridly unfamiliar kitchen.

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Jaden

'Can't hold on much longer,
But I will never let go.
I know it's a one-way track,
Tell me now how long this'll last...
I'm not gonna think this way,
Nor will I count on others.
Close my eyes and feel the burn...
Now I see what I've gotta do.
Open your heart and you will see...'
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Jaden tilted his head slightly, questioning the question she had asked. "I uh... guess you aren't used to this are you?" he paused... "I uh... wanted to do something nice. You know, it's uh... well, I figured I should be..." he stammered awkwardly over his words, which wasn't like him at all. He was normally more relaxed and casual, not caring about what people thought of him, after all, why should he? But... Claire was different... part of him did care about what she thought. It was important somehow. Was it because they were married?
He still wasn't sure how he should be around her.
"I'm uh... I'm sorry if this is too much too soon or something. I guess it must be kinda weird." he laughed awkwardly, not sure whether to move, to stay... to sit next to her which she almost seemed to be inviting him to do, but he was dense... so... he just wasn't sure at all.

 

Claire
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Claire thought quickly; she may be "sick," and hard to talk to, a person with issues that not many other people understood, but... she wasn't heartless. She could still understand what Jaden was trying to do, how kind he was being despite the fact that all she'd done was act like a depressed, spoiled child crying all the time since she arrived.

Scolding herself harshly in her head, as usual, Claire cleared her throat, summoning up the best smile she could manage. She hoped with all her heart that the expression didn't make her look like she was forcibly in pain instead of grateful.

"Sit down, Jaden," she began quietly, surprised at how smooth and easy his name sounded coming out of her mouth. "And thank you," she added, trying her best to say a "normal" response. No, I'm not used to this, she added to herself. But, then again, neither is he; if he's willing to try, I sure as hell better be willing, too.