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"Jazza!" Abby snapped.
"This is the family I chose for myself, and you're not taking them from me." (CLOSED BUT STALKERS ARE LOVED AND APPRECIATED)
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He chuckled, his eyes now trained on the opening scene, singing along to All Star.
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"Jazza. Go. Get. Your. Hat. Now."
"better do what mom says. she might ground you if you dont." She pointed out
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"Abby!" He yelled back, giving her the most innocent expression he could think of, "I promise right after the movie! I swear!"
He then turned to Vivian, a smirk on his face as he stood up.
"Alright alright Mutter." He said, picking up his hat and throwing it into his room, quickly plopping back down into his previous spot.
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Abby raised her eyebrows at Kendra, but she didn't say anything.
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She gave him a dead-pan look. "Just do it, Jazzy-Joo."
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"Jazza, you'll forget if you wait. Just do it, please."
"you know im right dont even give me that look" she said to Abby
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Vivian punched him softly.
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"I did it I did it, honestly, this is what I get, hangin round a bunch of girls." He muttered sadly, his eyes turning back to the TV, which was now showing Shrek bathing in mud.
"Yep, me, my pets, and Shrek's thicc self."
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She punched him harder. "Idiot."
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(Yeah gtg)
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"What?" He said, holding his now stinging side, "I only speak the truth babe, you know it."
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(Sammee night)
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"Babe?" Vivian raised an eyebrow, tempted to punch him again.
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Cal laughed and plopped down next to Jazza on the couch, blowing a few strands of messy, dark hair out of his face. He glanced over towards the screen, furrowing his brow faintly in confusion as he noticed what they were watching. "Shrek? I'm fifteen, can't I watch PG 13 movies now? Or get a fake I.D. and go to clubs?" Cal joked, a grin tugging at the right side of his lips as he looked over at Jazza, Vivian and Kendra.
"Oh for the love of god just screw each other already" Kendra muttered under her breath
"Oh hunny no" Kendra said to Cal. "Dont try to grow up too fast. growing up sucks"
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"No one is getting a fake ID and going to clubs, thank you Jazza - was it really that hard? -, and knock it off, Vivian." Abby said.
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(Guys, we should stop now.)
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"Please, Kendra," Cal answered, a small pout tracing his lips as he glanced over at her, a light chuckle escaping him. "You could even be my fake girlfriend for the night." He added, a teasing down obvious in his words.
Kendra laughed. "im flattered but sweetie you're a little young for my liking and there will be no fake ID purchases"
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"Cal, where do you get these thoughts?" Abby asked disapprovingly. She was cleaning up the table from dinner, as she did every night. Lordy, her arms were tired.
"Leave my coffee please" Kendra said getting up to get her forgotten drink
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"Fine. But if you ever want to go on a date with someone, I'm single," Cal joked, a faint grin crossing his face as he glanced over at Abby, readjusting the bandages on his knuckles. "I have some time on my hands, so I just sort of come up with them." He explained, leaning over the couch as he looked towards Abby.
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Holly walked back inside. "So, are we going to watch a decent show? Or are we going to keep on watching crap telly and hope for the best?" she asked.
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"Don't worry, Kendra, I left it. Cal, you should do something. Like volunteer. Yes, that would be nice. You could volunteer after school and on weekends," Abby thought aloud as she traveled into the kitchen, her arms full of plates and cups.
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"Volunteer for what exactly?" Cal asked as he pushed himself up from the couch, wandering over towards the table as he helped Abby grab a few of the plates and silverware. He had wanted to do some sports, but no one really wanted a one-legged athlete.
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"I don't know," Abby said. "I'll figure it out." She loaded the dishwasher and piled the rest in the sink. She put in the stopper and filled the sink up an inch or two from the top. "Do them later," she muttered. She looked at Cal. "You should do more appropriate things with your time rather than think about clubs and girlfriends and illegal IDs."