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Post by Kanchana on May 13, 2010 3:02:22 GMT -5
Kayson. James. King.
He chuckled quietly, slowly the car and parked outside the bar. Hoping out of the car, he quickly opened her door and covered her eyes with a hand. "No peaking," he whispered into her ear, leading her blind towards the bar. It was silent inside, no one was drinking, talking. There wasn't even the quiet sound of cutlery banging against plates.
"Surprise!" he yelled, removing his hand and went to stand by James and Talila. It was a good luck party, all Alexa's friends and family were here. Or at least the family that cared. So everyone but her father.
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Post by Jenny Night on May 13, 2010 3:22:24 GMT -5
Alexa Collins I yelped in surprise when that happened. A second later I blushed embarrassed by my own reaction. This was something I would never have thought possible. Who would ahve thought to do this for me? I could see not only adults here either. There were kids form the class I taught along with their parents. My eyes widened as they moved around the room. Everyone was here except... my father. Well that sucked, but i was not going to let that knowledge ruin the night. I rounded on kayson. "Was this your idea?" It had to have been,
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Post by Kanchana on May 13, 2010 4:04:22 GMT -5
Kayson. James. King.
He chuckled at her expression and put his arms up, as if protecting himself from her words. The head nodded slightly "I had some help though..." he admited, smiling at her brother and sister. They all laughed together, smiling down at Alexa.
But shortly, they all started to quieten as a young girl headed to the front. It was the girl who had the pony. Sara, Alexa had called her. "We...We wish you good luck," she mumbled shly, shoving the box in her hands before dissappearing back into the people.
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Post by Jenny Night on May 13, 2010 4:15:49 GMT -5
Alexa Collins I was a little surprised when Sara did what she did. Plus a bit more than surprised when she handed me something. "You guys did not need to get me anything." It was true, they did not. All this attention was uneeded. It was not somethign I easily put up with. True I dealt with the reporters but that was different. There was no doubt about that. I knew that was a little different. What had they thought to get me this time? I did not need anything else at the moment. My hands did not shake though as i opened it. As soon as I got the piece of think matterial out I unfolded it. It was a green and gold jacket, a riding one, that had a lot of peoples names on it. "Thank you."
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Post by Kanchana on May 13, 2010 4:59:13 GMT -5
Kayson. James. King.
Everyone laughed and cheered as she opened it. Every single person in the room had put something towards it, everyones name was on it in gold. Kayson hugged her, chuckling along and giving her a drink. "Go, have fun, were all here for you," he whispered into her ear, giving her a little push. 'Go," he said, grinning still.
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Post by Jenny Night on May 13, 2010 5:08:12 GMT -5
Alexa Collins I laughed now. There was nothing but happiness in my mind at the moment, except for the fact that once again my father was not here. Not that I cared about the fact he was missing once again from the fun. He used to love spending time with his children. He still did when it was James and Talila. I ignored the unhappiness aboutt he fact he was not here and smiled. "Lets see if I can bring home a medal, hey?" I asked him. "That will definately surprise some people if I do." I chuckled. There was nothing I wanted more than to help my country win those medals. It was going to be soo much fun. I was going to learn a lot.
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 7, 2010 4:22:03 GMT -5
Kayson smiled, giving her cheek a shy kiss. "I don't think it will suprise anyone...you deserve it," he murmered before weaving though the crowds to stand beside James and Talila. She would be alright by herself, anyways to many people had come to see her...not her shy partner.
Someone shoved a drink in her hand and she was quickly surronded by people who were wishing her well. Kayson sighed quietly, watching her with sparkling eyes. He resloved that he shoudl tell her why he couldn't compete anymore. Why, he to, wasn't competing in the games. Everyone knew that he and Idi could.
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