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Date Posted: Mon, Jun 12 2006, 9:57am PDT
Author: Elise
Subject: Elise was out running- having finished with high school and the like she was now working a job and also teaching at the icerink for spare cash. Since her father had cut off her allowence and such when he found out she was dating and living with Logan she was busy putting her fair share into the rent. She jogged down the path towards where Kendall sat without seeing her- her long blonde hair held in a ponytail , little black training shorts and a black racer-back tank hugging her form. She didn;t speak to Adam a huge amount really- through the whole deal with getting Logan past his alcoholism she had pretty much lost touch with everyone.
In reply to: Kendall 's message, "Who knows how long I've loved you?" on Mon, Jun 12 2006, 9:51am PDT


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  • With her attention so scattered, she finally resorted to looking up, and around - she had a summer reading list but she couldn't put her mind on it, she hadn't slept much last night and she wasn't ready to go home. Holding her place with her pointer finger, she looked up in time to see her friend, and cocked her head a little bit, exposing her face. She wasn't sure her old friend would recognize her - with a change of hair color and straightening it, she wasn't readily recognizable. (NT) -- Kenny, Mon, Jun 12 2006, 10:19am PDT
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