Florida Take 4

Julia wrote:

Julia: *stands waiting around for the first bus of the day to arrive*

Evaline: Julia?

Julia: *thinks: oh for the love of god! turns* Evaline......how nice to see you. *fake smile*

Evaline: Where you going?

Julia: Away. Hunt is over, no point in staying. *turns away, seeing the bus coming up the street*

Evaline: Away? Where to?

Julia: *groans* I don't know Evaline.

Evaline: How do you not know?

Julia: *the bus starts to slow down* I just do Evaline. You and Lucian enjoy flordia.

Evaline: *bus doors open and Julia steps on.* JULIA! Lucian's gone, he left flordia already.

Julia: *turns back and smiles at Evaline. pretends to have sympathy, happy that Lucian has left Evaline, but sad that he didn't say goodbye to her* Really? I never knew

Evaline; *glares at Julia as she disappears on the bus and the doors close* Bitch.....

Alice wrote:

Alice:*looks at sam, trying to be strong* What? *whispers, afraid*

Super V wrote:

Sam: *Swallows the thick lump in his throat* Rory just proposed to Jen... and Jen said yes.

Super V wrote:

Rory: *swallows, raising an eyebrow* And you weren't staring at my ass the whole time?

Tay wrote:

Jen: Hell no! I closed muh eyes.

Super V wrote:

Rory: *laughs* Am I that ugly? Do I look like a man or something?

Jen: *frowns* No. *sighs and stands up* I was tryin' ta illustrate that it wa'nt yer looks that kept meh comin' back. I was tryin' ta say it was yer voice that I liked 'bout yer singin'. And I'm the one that looks like a man, 'member? *shakes her head and turns around to walk out*

Rory: *Bangs her head on the bathroom counter* Half insane and half stupid... That's just the way you are Ror... *Gets up from the toilet seat and walks out into the room. She slips her hands around Jen's newly 37 inch waist, unable to touch her hands together like she could before* Hey... I- I'm stupid... I... I didn't know what I was saying. I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry. *Tickles Jen's ear with her tongue* Plus, you don't look like a man. You're a woman... a HOT woman.

Jen: *closes her eyes, hating for the first time the feel of Rory's hands around her waist, only because she could feel her own fat being touched by the hands she loves, and that bothered her. She was worried that Rory would be repulsed by her fat.*

Rory: Hey beautiful... Let's go get something to eat. *Lays a light kiss on Jen's thick cheek*

Jen: *tries to hold still, not wanting to move away from her kiss, but still feeling gross about her fat cheek as her lips touch it*

Rory: *Takes Jen's fingers in hers* C'mon. *Walks out the front door holding Jen's hand and patting the key in her front pocket* Let's get down there before they run outta french toast. Then we can head to the gym room. It's real nice here.

Jen: *swallows and glares at Rory* So wuh? Tha's jus' how i's gonna be? You're gonna say that you ain't gonna eat jus' cuz ah' some freakin' drink, an' now you wanna stuff me like a christmas turkay? *Spins around, looking Rory right in the eye. The three inches Jen had on her were intimidating*

Rory: 'Scuse me? *Furrows eyebrows* You're the one that said "Mmmmm, food is good! Let's all go eat food because food is great!" And now you're going all 'hypocrite' on me? Now why the fuck are you doing that?!

Jen: I nev'r fuckin' said it was good!

Rory: Sure sounded like it! The way you practically stroked it all with your words! Savoring every last bite of words that you could handle. *Pinches Jen's cheek lightly, then pats it gently* Whatever. I'm gonna go eat like you want me to so bad. If you wanna starve, too bad. I'll bring something back up for you. *Storms out of the room*

Jen: *frowns at the door then sits on the bed in a huff, kicking at her bag on the floor* Bitch.

Rory: *Calls down the hallway and storms back into the room* I heard that! *Picks up the phone and dials room service* Hey, room service? We'd like two of everything for breakfast... oh, but 6 orders of the danishes. We're starved.

Jen: *motions with her hand* Yer sposeta say jerk...

Rory: I'm more of the person to call bitch, sorry. *Covers the mouth piece on the phone so the person on the other end doesn't hear* Yes. Thank you. *Sits on the bed after hangs up and wishes she hadn't. Her fat like jello it bounced around her, making her feel worse* I feel like the ugliest most pathetic most stupidest person in the world for surrendering to cravings last night. That stuff... that horrendous stuff...

Jen: *staring at the floor* Join thuh club.

Rory: Thing is... *Drops down to the floor and starts doing push ups* How many drinks did you have?

Jen: I don'know. *shrugs* Can'member.

Rory: *Places her hand gently on Jen's thigh* It's kinda important. Can you think how many drinks you've had? Because already we're both at risk of diabetes and heart disease. Though you're more at risk.

Alice:*finally manages to find a little of her voice. Looks up at sam* Oh sam...*whispers, then collapses into his arms, unable to hold herself up from grief*

Sam: *Strokes Alice's hair* Shhh... It'll be okay. I promise. You'll feel better... You will.

Rory: *Looks at the clock* Great... I have a rehearsal till 8. And since you're both pissed and extremely pissed I should just go. *Snaps* By the way... if you won't eat, I won't eat. Goes both ways. See yah later. *Glares and stalks out of the room, walking right into Dean*
Dean: Woah. *Looks up and down Rory* Hi...
Rory: What? You've never seen a curvy chicca before? *Smiles, feeling stupid at herself*
Dean: You just look... different. In fact, I think I like it. *Grins*
Rory: Dude, flirt at someone else. I'm ticked right now. *Keeps walking and impatiently presses the down button on the elevator*
Dean: *Sneers* 'Lil too rough for yah?
Rory: *Steps in the elevator* Screw you. *Purses lips and presses the L button*
Dean: *Steps in the elevator with Rory*
Rory: What're you doing?
Dean: If you don't mind, music's kinda my thing.

Alice: *lifts her head up and wipes her eyes* I don't know about feeling better...it'll always hurt. But I just feel so...STUPID. So chldish...it hurts me too much. And I'm a hunter. I shouldn't feel like this...and you...you're helping me so much. I shouldn't have to depend on you...not that I don't like it, don't appreciate it...I don't know. hanks for...for being there for me, sam. *realizes with these last words that she loves him, and not in the "he's my brother" sort of way* *thinks*You are so fucked up...you're in love with rory, she's getting married, and so you fall in love with sam. While you still love rory. Your life is so fucked up. It is.

Sam: It'll all be okay. I promise. *Looks into Alice's eyes and dries her tears with his finger. She was such a sister to him already. They were just so close, just like the rest of the gang*

Rory: Dude, you hate new music.
Dean: *Smirks* But your friend is kinda hot.
Rory: Dean, I'm about to slap you! *Holds up hand*
Dean: Right. Ah... *Steps out of the elevator* Which way?
Rory: Away from me. You can watch the show tonight.

Alice: *bites lip, knowing that he doesn't love her the same way she loves him* Oh God, Sam...I'm so fucked up.

Sam: Hey *leans his forehead on hers* there's someone out there for everyone. Just remember that. You'll find that person. I know you will.

Rory: *Jogs passed all the other people in the hotel* 'Scuse me! Move! Scuse me! *Runs through the doors into the parking lot*
Dean: Wow... I'm not that ugly. *Laughs to himself* Me... ugly... she wishes. *Turns around and goes back into the elevator*

Alice:*looks into his eyes* Thanks, sam...now...there's something I wanted to do. Rory likes to sing, and...well...I figured, I'd go listen to her sing one last time.