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Post by Veronica Call on Feb 8, 2009 21:34:54 GMT -5
The day went by in a blur, she was in her last class who she has with few of her friends and adored that class, Writing. Even though she has the class with Catcher, she didn't know where he was and was curious. She had asked everyone that he had hanged out with or even talk to but the answers were the same, 'I don't know.'.
The class were finishing up Pink Panther movie from last class. Veronica watched the movie millions of time and was tired of it. Her head was on the desk, eyes closed, but wasn't asleep; she was listening to the movie. Once in a while she would laugh with the class and look at the screen. As the movie finished at the same time the bell rang. Everyone got up and left the room and talking. Veronica got up from her seat. took her car keys out and walked outside.
She loved the weather and decided to hang out at the school ground for an hour. She watched as people drove away from where she was; sitting on the stairs. Veronica didn't bother to call after her cousin or friends to tell them that she's staying at the school for an hour or so.
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Post by Francesca Delano on Feb 8, 2009 22:33:14 GMT -5
Frankie walked out of the school building backpack in tow...baby in tow. It had been confirmed just 2 days ago...not that she needed to hear it. She couldn't escape it everywhere she looked there something else to remind her. Somehow though a completely grueling task. She and Kaden had managed to keep it a secret from the pack. She wondered curiously to herself how much longer they could possibly manage it. She continued down the stairs pausing as she noticed a girl lounging on the third from the bottom.
"Hey...Veronica..." She said hoping that was right as many of them as there were it was difficult to keep up with everyone's name. "....what are you doing here so late?"
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Post by Veronica Call on Feb 9, 2009 0:51:28 GMT -5
Veronica sat there on the stairs, looking at the parking lot absent minded. She had nothing to think about other than where Catcher was. Which it didn't matter to her, on the outside. She took her phone out and texted Natasha.
If Em is with you, tell him that I'm going to be home late. I need to be alone. And I'm making dinner tonight.
Thanks and much love
V
Just as she was putting her phone away she heard her name. Veronica looked to see who called her name. When she saw Frankie, she smiled. "Hey Frankie. Oh nothing really...the weather is nice so I thought I should hangout here for a while. How about you?" She noticed that something had changed in Frankie but didn't want to be nosy and ask questions since she doesn't know her well.
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Post by Francesca Delano on Feb 19, 2009 19:16:15 GMT -5
"Yeah it is..." Frankie shifted uncomfortably feeling a twinge of dizziness as she moved too quickly. She took a seat next to Veronica on the same step. "She shook her head almost shamefully as she told her why she was still present.
"Mmmm....still serving time..." She shrugged. "for that fight I started with Warren...3 more hours." She indicated holding out 3 fingers. "Want some company?"
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Post by Veronica Call on Feb 19, 2009 21:46:36 GMT -5
She looked at the parking lot that was almost empty and sighed. She didn't know what to do anymore, it was like Catcher Reeves disappeared all of sudden; leaving her half empty. Veronica looked at Frankie as she sat down and talked. She heard about the fight Frankie had gotten into and shook her head. "Why didn't you tell me? I felt like beating someone up earlier. You know I haven't fought with anyone in two whole months. Usually I get into a fight every other day, but that was in Maine. Hate snobs." She chuckled and shook her head lightly. "Anywho, how are you?"
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Post by Francesca Delano on Feb 19, 2009 22:03:54 GMT -5
"Ah...well that was before I knew about..." Frankie began almost letting herself slip. "Really? You don't seem like the violent type." She recovered quickly with a subject change. "I'm alright...I'm good...I'm..." Frankie shrugged she almost wished she could just tell someone. Just get it over with. "H-how are you?"
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Post by Veronica Call on Feb 19, 2009 22:41:32 GMT -5
'Really? You don't seem like the violent type.'
Veronica burst into laughter on what Frankie had said about her. "I was born here and played with Em, Tash, Seth, Quil, and Jacob. But you seriously need time to get to know me. I'm not who people think I am, sweet, innocent, miss goody good." She noticed that Frankie was little uncomfortable and wanted to tell something but she knew that she shouldn't be nosey and all. "That's good. I'm great." She answered happily.
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Post by Francesca Delano on Feb 19, 2009 22:56:47 GMT -5
"You sure? You seem kind of....preoccupied." There she went again with that easy perception. Of all her habits and intuitiveness this seemed to be the thing that bugged people most about her. "Do you wanna talk about it?" She asked sounding like a therapist. She only hoped she was being more helpful than a pain.
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Post by Veronica Call on Feb 20, 2009 18:15:15 GMT -5
She looked away and shrugged on Frankie's question. She wasn't sure if she wanted to talk about it. "I'm positive. Plus, I should be asking that question to you. Is there something that you want to talk about? I'm not trying to be nosy or anything, I just want to help you if there's a problem." Veronica said as she looked back at Frankie. "You know I always wanted a younger sibling, but my parents didn't want another child, thinking that it might be hard for them to take care since they called me the wild child." She laughed remembering when her parents told her that.
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Post by Francesca Delano on Feb 20, 2009 18:51:28 GMT -5
"No,no you're not being nosy at all...." Frankie said looking down at her midsection trying to understand how something so tiny could be so life altering. "You're right I do have something on my mind..." She wanted to tell someone and here she had been presented a grand opportunity. Now the only question still remaining was whether or not she had the courage to say anything. She opened her mouth to form the words but found he lips blank. She tried again. "I'm..." She drew a deep breath hoping it might help. "I-I'm...I'm pregnant." She said in a rush whispering almost inaudibly. Tears started to fall.
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Post by Veronica Call on Feb 20, 2009 19:12:15 GMT -5
She was relieved that she wasn't being nosy. But wasn't sure what was going on with Frankie. Whatever it is she'll be there for her no matter what. As Veronica waited for Frankie to reply, she closed her eyes and letting the skin absorb the sun. I wish we had more weather like this. She thought and sighed.
'I-I'm...I'm pregnant.'
Those were the not words she was looking for that came out of Frankie's mouth. Veronica's eyes widen and looked at Frankie like she was joking or something. "What were you thinking? You're an idiot. Who's the father?" She saw tears running down her cheeks and wiped them with her her finger. "I'm not going to yell at you, lecture you or anything. I'm just going to support you on everything no matter what." Veronica was calming down though many of questions were going on in her head.
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Post by Francesca Delano on Feb 23, 2009 20:25:52 GMT -5
Frankie drew a jagged breath trembling slightly...trembling meant stress the last thing she needed in her condition. Then again how could she not be stressed at the thought of becoming a teen mother. She knew it was her own doing but the consequences were still too hard to grasp.
"I know...I know..." She said shaking her head. "I wasn't." She said in response to Veronica's question what were you thinking?. "Kaden Reed is the father. He wants me to keep it.....and I don't know if I'm ready for that." She said her voice breaking tears still flowing heavy. "I'm sorry to lay this on you."
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Post by Veronica Call on Feb 26, 2009 17:04:01 GMT -5
Veronica hugged Frankie and will be there for her. She'll fight for her, if she had to. Wen she heard the father's name and let her go and looked at her. "Everything is going to be okay. And don't worry about laying it on me. Last thing I want from you is crying and sad; it's unhealthy for the baby and you." She told her. Veronica looked at her and shook her head. "You can do this, Frankie. Kaden's here for you and so am I."
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