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Date Posted: Tue, Jan 30 2007, 11:24pm PST
Author: Jocelyn
Subject: Rushing our moment to shine
In reply to: Jocelyn & Co. 's message, "

We are the only ones who feel it
Tonight we drink, tonight we dance with all the last ones who can hear it
We're calling in whispers, we're tired of waiting
We'll take what we want and leave, leave what we know behind
" on Mon, Jan 29 2007, 7:14pm PST

She rubbed his back a moment longer before just slipping both of her hands into the pockets of her jeans as she thought on his explanation. A small, amused smirk lingered over her lips at his honesty - high school guys were rarely so insightful, so it was something to appreciate - before she nodded a touch and looked up at him for a moment. "As long as you stay clean, it's definitely no worry for me." She assured him and left him to trust that she would do her part - she was pretty sure she hadn't been around as much as he had, but all it took was one slip for things to start spreading around. She had no patience for that sort of complication in her life. She watched the sand beneath her flip-flopped feet for a few steps and then looked up to find that the lights of her uncles house were now visible, and then pointed them out to him - the house was no waterfront mansion, but was much more of a beach cottage sort of style with three stories and a picket fence around the front yard that backed against the road. "Almost there... Is he getting heavy? He's out cold..."

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