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Old 11-21-2006, 08:49 PM   #92 (permalink)
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okay, retyped it! Here it is! Nice and Long to make up for it!

The next day, Lena and Jeffrey were playing quidditch. When they landed, Sam was sitting on the ground, face in his hands.
“What’s wrong Sam?” Lena asked.
“Huh?” he jumped, “Oh, um, nothing… just really, um, tired. Uh, yeah, no sleep last night…” with that, he jumped up and ran around the house.
“What’s up with him?” Jeffrey asked.
Lena rolled her eyes, “Who knows,”
She grabbed Jeffrey’s hand and pulled him into the house.
“Mum! Dad?” she called. No one answered. Jeffrey sat on the couch. Lena went over to the door to her parents’ room, and pushed it open. Immediately, she pulled it shut again, for Taylor and Fred were involved in a major snogging session.
She stopped herself from gagging and sat next to Jeffrey.
Five minutes later, Taylor and Fred emerged, looking embarrassed, (well, Taylor did.)
“Do you kids want lunch?” Taylor asked Jeffrey and Lena.
“No thanks,” Lena answered for both of them.
“Okay, well, me and your father are going to go get some things for the party tonight. Have you seen Sam?”
“Um, yeah, he’s acting really weird,” Lena said, “He went around back,”
“Well, we’ll take him with us so he doesn’t ‘bother’ you guys,” Fred said.
Lena rolled her eyes. She loved her father, yes. But sometimes, he just tried too hard. She had to admit, he was cooler than most dads, but was that what she wanted?

As soon as Taylor and Fred had left, which took longer than expected considering Taylor wanted to leave Sam there with Lena and Jeffrey there to “supervise,” but, finally, Fred got her to leave, and they and Sam, were off. Lena turned to Jeffrey and smiled dazzlingly. She leaned into him and kissed him. He smiled and scooped her up. He took her upstairs and set her on the guest bed. He suspended himself above her, and leaned down to kiss her. He reached around her and kissed her neck.
Lena felt guilt rush through her, but did not stop him. He kissed all along her neck and arm. She resisted, but finally gave in, glad to finally let go. She leaned up and kissed him back, pulling his shirt over his head. She took in his aroma and pulled away with a smile. He smiled back and pulled her into another kiss, this time, removing her shirt. She knew what her mother would say, but she had thought about this every time she was with Jeffrey, and what would her mother have done anyhow?. She leaned herself over onto him and pressed her flesh to his. He smiled, and lifted up the blanket. The both cuddled under it and kissed once again. She ran her soft foot up his bare leg and smiled. He rolled over onto her and leaned on top of her, and moved a piece of her brilliant hair. She kissed him intensely, and she felt herself wanting to do what she resisted, even more now. She couldn’t help it. She kissed him the most passionate kiss they’d ever shared, and gave in.
~.~.~
A little while later, she woke up to find herself in the guest room next to Jeffrey. She bolted upright, and shook Jeffrey awake.
“Morning, Sunshine,” he said, proud that she had finally done what he’d wanted.
“Jeffrey, are my parents home?” she spoke quickly.
Jeffrey shrugged. She grabbed his robe which was on the edge of he bed and wrapped it around her. Then, she hopped out of bed, and ran to the door. She looked out, and saw that there were no shoes by the door, and Sam was not blasting music, so they weren’t home yet. She sighed with relief, and went back into the room to get dressed. She grabbed her clothes and put them on.

“Okay, here’s what we’ll do,” she said as he yawned, “we put in a movie, and fast-forward it so it looks like we’ve been watching it the whole time, okay?”
“Paranoid?” Jeffrey asked.
“Of course I’m paranoid! My over-protecting mother is going to apparate into this house any minute!”
“Yeah,” Jeffrey said, “But, your dad’ll help us,”
“He’s not that cool,” she smirked, “snogging is one thing, this…this is another,”
“So you’re not happy you did it?” he said loudly.
“Of course not! Well, I mean, I enjoyed it, yes… but I regret it!” Jeffrey stared at her. “Listen,” she said so, “It’s not easy for me! Seventeen years ago, my mum went to a party with my dad, and she got pregnant with me. She says she regretted every day of it until I was born! I don’t want to end up like her, no matter how hot every body thinks her 34 year body is!”
Jeffrey scoffed.
“What!?” she exclaimed, “I didn’t ask you to bring me up here!”
“Don’t pretend you didn’t want this,” he said.
“I’m not pretending!” she said, realizing her problem, “All you ever talk about is doing it, or trying to convince me to do it with you! I realize now, you’re the problem. You were putting those thoughts into my head, not me! It’s all you!”

“What the bloody hell are you talking about?” Jeffrey yelled, “You’re breaking up with me aren’t you, Lena?”
“Yes!” Lena said.
Jeffrey shook his head, scowled at her, and apparated. Lena flung herself onto the couch and cried. She cried and cried, and slowly drifted to sleep.

She was awoken by the sound of the door opening an hour later. She sat up and turned to see Taylor, Fred, and Sam standing in the doorway.
“Hey, Lene,” Fred said, “What’s the matter?”
“Nothing,” she wiped her eyes, “I…broke up with Jeffrey,”
“You did honey? Oh, that’s awful! And on Christmas Eve,” Taylor said.
She set down the bags she was carrying, and sat next to Lena, placing a comforting hug around her.
“Are you okay?” Taylor asked.
“Yeah, I just…” she hugged her mom back.
Out of the corner of her eye, Taylor could see Fred and Sam tip toeing up stairs, probably to watch ‘Lord of the Rings.’
“No, you two,” Taylor said, “The party’s in a few hours, you’re going to help,”
“Taylor!” Freed said at the same time Sam said, “Mom!”
“No, I need help,” she turned to Lena, “Do you think you can come to the party tonight?”
“Yeah,” Lena replied, “He’s just a stupid guy,”
“Okay,” Taylor smiled, “Than, can you go get Celestine from her nap?”
Lena nodded and went upstairs.
Taylor sighed and looked at Fred, “Weren’t things so much easier when she was more interested candy?”
Fred nodded, “Yeah, but that’s your problem,”
Taylor pushed him playfully and kissed him. When she broke away, she turned to Sam, “Sam, will you go put the rest of the presents for your cousins under the tree?”
Sam resisted, but went finally. Fred smiled and held her close, “I’m going to get the rest of the decorations,” with that, he kissed her, and turned to leave.
Five minutes later, Taylor was preparing the food, when Lena and Celestine came in.
“Hey, um, Mum?” Lena said, “Can I talk to you?”
“Of course,” Taylor replied, “Celestine, why don’t you go help your father outside?”
“Okay, Mommy!” Celestine cried, “Daddy and me, we’re gonna have some real fun, hanging the Tristmas decowations!”
“Yes,” Taylor said, “Have fun,”
After Celestine was with Fred, Taylor sat down with Lena.
“What do you need to talk about?” she asked.
“Um…”Lena said, “You see, J-Jeffrey an-and I we…”
Taylor broke in, “Lena, please don’t tell me, what I think you’re saying,”
“Yeah, Mum…” Lena said, Taylor shook her head, “But…I regret it, really I do…Jeffrey’s just a big jerk. So…what’s my punishment?”
Taylor stared at her, “I’m not going to punish you, Lena,” Taylor said, “I just want you to realize the seriousness of your actions.” She paused, “Do you know how old I was when I got pregnant with you? I was only seventeen. I regretted everyday of it. I always said your father pushed me into it, but it’s still my fault. The only thing that made it better, was when you came,” she touched Lena’s cheek, “but, that doesn’t mean you can go out and do it all the time. It’s dangerous,”
“I know, Mom,” she said, hugging Taylor; tears swelling up.
“Why don’t you go and get ready?” Taylor suggested.
Lena nodded and hopped up. She ran to her room, and put on a cd. She opened her closet and flipped through her outfits. She decided on a dark denim mini-skirt, and a red top. She pinned her hair up and applied make-up. Just then, the doorbell rang, and she ran to greet the guests.
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