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Lorelai smiled softly at her friend, and put an arm around her shoulder, giving her a little squeeze. "We'll find it, sooner or later we'll find it. I promise. Sooner." Yeah, maybe later would be bad. EH, atleast Lori hadn't lost her diary, it was still in the bottom of her trunk, empty. How she'd die if someone found it, and she's WRITTEN in it. One of the reasons she didnt want to write in it.
That, wasn't short! "Annie... That's a skirt, a normal skirt. A short short skirt would be shorter than mine right now, and mine falls about two inches about where you're considering short short. We need to work on your measuring systems.." So, she needed to work on heel walking, heel living, heel knowing, heel breathing, and her skirt measuring. God, there was a girly girl to be made.
"The boys what?" Stupid boys.
Was that a hug? Geez, Annie needed to talk to Lori now, about her people touching her phobia thingy and tell her to limit the contact. Yes. But not now, Lori's hug just felt calming. "Thank you, Lori..." Annie said with a wide smile.
She heard Lori speak about the boundaries on the skirts and then again, she couldn't believe it; she was accepting to turn herself into a girly girl during the year, trained by Lorelai Bristol. Gulp. It was sure going to be tough training. Even harder than hers at soccer.
"...of course, they love it..." She rolled her eyes at the mention of those words. Ugh.