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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 10:46 pm
After Caiden spoke with Molly's mom, he understood Molly herself more. He walked to Molly's room "Ma cheri, there is someone I want you to meet. She'll help dress shop with you" he smiled
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 10:50 pm
Molly didn't bother looking away from the window. "Tell them to screw off." She sighed leaning back and closed her eyes.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 10:57 pm
Caiden cjuckled "I'm still sending her in" he announced and motioned for Annette to go in.
Annette walked in "Molly, watch your language sweetheart" she smiled and scolded her daughter lightly
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 11:01 pm
Molly jerked up turning to them. "Moma?!" She got u running to her and hugged her tears spilling. "What are you doing here?!" Molly pulled back to look at her. "How's Pa? Why are you here?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 11:13 pm
Caiden smiled leaning against tje doorway
Annette smiled as she hugged her daughter tightly "I'm here because of the lovely French gentlemen's request. He wanted me to take you shopping. Dad's fine, don't worry we knew you weren't dead. Caiden has kept in touch with us, telling us you were going to be the peace offering. He sent me a very fancy private jet to get here" she kissed her daughter's head "Be good and nice to him, he's really nice. He wants you to trust him" she hugged her daughter again "Now, shall we go shopping?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:29 pm
Molly stiffened turning her gaze narrowed at the prince. She blushed looking away and nodded at her mom. "Sure," she muttered. "I still dont see why I have to go though. Its pointless." Molly sat down looking at her mom. "What happened at home why I didn't come back from school?" She looked sad at her moma. "I wanted to contact you, but they wouldn't let me."
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:40 pm
"As Caiden said earlier, the president has no respect for women. The president randomly picked a beautiful girl to bring to Caiden." Annette smiled "Actually balls are quite fun, that's how I met your father. I didn't want to go, I didn't want to get dressed up. I fell in love when he asked me to dance." She smiled at the memory "Try Molly, you get to make other girls jealous because you're prettier and have more expensive stuff"
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:44 pm
"Then why don't I go home, and Caiden can pick from on of those girls!" she said cheerfully starring at her mom pleadingly. "Please, I miss school, and i miss my friends, please moma?" She liked the thought of making girl's jealous. But being at a ball with Cadien? Would she like be his date or his...his what? She wondered.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:52 pm
"Sorry, sweetheart" Annette smiled as her daughter pleaded "I'll be there too" (the second time you spelled Caiden wrong)
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:54 pm
(Oh sorry.)
Molly groaned falling on the bed and pulled her arm over her eyes. This is so not fair, she thought. I had everything taken away from me, and now I have to stay here? "Its not fair," she whispered.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 9:08 pm
Annette looked at her daughter "Sweetheart, just because you're here doesn't mean that in time that you will be happy"
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 9:11 pm
Molly looked her mom and sighed getting up. "Can we just go shopping already? I hate royal anything." She grabbed her jeans and shirt going into the bathroom slamming the door shut.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 9:45 pm
Annette giggled "You haven't changed a bit Molly" she smiled waiting for her daughter
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 5:42 pm
Molly frowned grumbling under her breath, "Yea, I still hate royal pricks." She tore off the stupid dress and threw the damned thing away. She nodded with satisfaction and pulled on her dark black T-shirt and skinny jeans.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:55 pm
Annette smiled "Now what color do you want, sweetheart?" She asked
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