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Post by Dakota on Aug 19, 2008 17:39:10 GMT -5
He laughed and nodded, kissing her cheek gently and getting the grape jelly out. The food was almost done when he heard the gurgling of her stomach and brought her a plate over so she could eat. He finished the rest of the waffles and put them on a serving plate along with the correct condiments, and sat down at the table with his mom, Bella and Bob. He ate 2 waffles and made small talk, not wanting to disturb his moms peaceful morning with random rants about cars and work and whatnot. He sat close to Bella, with Bob in between. When his mom excused herself he felt freed and sighed. [well, I was wondering if you wanted to go out riding today?]
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Post by Bella on Aug 20, 2008 19:14:13 GMT -5
I did my best not to inhale my food, my mouth watered and politely i took my time taking 2 small waffles, when his mom left i took a large one and devoured it. I almost choked on my food when he asked and i took a sip of milk to help wash it down, this SO wasn't lady like. "Riding?" I felt my stomach get a bit nervous but i pushed it away. "I...havn't ridding in well...awhile, i could watch maybe." I stared back at my plate, looking at the jelly i poked it with my fork, I felt sick again when i thought about my accident 2 years ago. I pictured Wes going strongly at a canter heading for the last wide double oxar, the rush of adrenaline, the smell of victory, and then disaster as a car backfired next to the fence...the next thing was the sky, the screams, the instant pain, and then nothing. I didn't realize that i was not stabbing at my waffles. And i cleared my throat, nothing looking at him but out the window at the cloudless sky.
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Post by Dakota on Aug 23, 2008 22:59:40 GMT -5
He noticed her hesitation and shrugged, diverting his eyes to his waffles. He felt a little awkward now, and didn't want to push her to do something she didnt want to. he smirked and shrugged again. [You can watch. I just thought a trail ride would be fun or something. I was just gonna ride Dakotas horse Visché...] He said, wondering what was wrong. To him, riding a horse wasn't something you forgot after a few years, it was like second nature once you learned it, like a bike. He figured there was something else to it. He looked out the same window she was looking out and saw nothing but the clouds. Bob sat at the table, licking a Bellas hand for a bite of waffle.
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Post by Bella on Aug 25, 2008 20:17:47 GMT -5
I felt guilty like i was holding him back, "No Kaleb lets go." I turned and looked at him giving him a smile. I crushed my shaking hands into my lap and starred down at Bob as he wagged his tail. "Just a peice." I ripped a little chunk and he took it from my fingers gently.
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Post by Dakota on Sept 1, 2008 9:24:31 GMT -5
His lips turned into a smirk and he sighed. He looked down at his waffles and took a bite, watching the syrup drip from them and then pool into a little puddle on his plate. [If you really dont want to ride, I'm not going to make you.] He added to the conversation, trying to reassure her that there were other things they could do.
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Post by Bella on Sept 13, 2008 22:58:24 GMT -5
I let out a sigh not wanting to make a scene, it was time that i got over all of this anyways. "No for real Kaleb lets go." I said turning to him and giving him a charming smile while i placed my hand on his leg and gave it a little sqeeze to reasure him that i was going to be ok.
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Post by Dakota on Sept 22, 2008 22:30:42 GMT -5
He sighed and shrugged, feeling awkward now. He looked at her and smiled back, then down to Bob as he fed him a small piece of his waffle. He watched Bob gobble it up and then looked back to Bella.
[Alright.]
He said in agreeance and rubbed at his tattoo gently. He turned to look at it. His skin was raised and inflamed and starting to scab a little already. He stopped rubbing it and took another bite of his waffle, wondering what he could talk about. He didn't read the news or watch tv...he hadn't been to school in about 2 weeks, and the only person he was really ever around was Bella. He was running out of things to talk about. He looked at the plate with the waffles on it and started to laugh to himself. He had a big smile on his face when he turned to look at Bella.
[when i was like...6, i decided to make my mom breakfast in bed. Well, I wasnt allowed to use the stove, so I took ring bologna and cut it up and made smiley faces on them with mustard and took them to her instead.]
He was laughing and wold probably understand if she didnt think it was quite as funny, but it was a stupid old memory and he was trying to break the tension.
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Post by Bella on Sept 24, 2008 18:10:18 GMT -5
I laughed at him and snuggled into his shoulder, my laugh growing faint. I hated to think i was ruining everything. [What i was 16 i had a bad horse accendient...I was jumping and my horse spooked and it tripped and flipped over the jump...i haven't ridden since.] There, there it was i said it, and it literally felt like a brick was being uplifted from my stomach. It felt good to talk about it.
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Post by Dakota on Oct 14, 2008 21:23:14 GMT -5
He massaged her shoulders, listening to what was troubling her so much. He wanted to major in psych or something when he got to college but he didn't think he would do good, since he obviously doesnt handle well in awkward situations, which he seems to be surrounded with. He kissed her cheek lightly and snuggled his head on her shoulder and looked at her, speaking softly into her ear.
[It's not your fault. Horses fall, bones break, buildings collapse and empires fall. But no matter what, they all have the potential to be rebuilt, and i would hate to see you lose as close of a bond between you and your horse. ]
He said comfortingly and smiled, giving her a kiss on her neck and a quick raspberry.
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