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Date Posted: 08:58:04 10/26/04 Tue
Author: Madison
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When we laugh or we cry it's together
Through the rain and the stormiest weather

Mika and Jaden had gone away for the weekend and weren't coming home till tomorrow, but she had been staying with Ryan and Stacie until today, so wasn't free until now, and had headed over here pretty much as soon as she had everything organized. All her homework was done and she had all her stuff together, and didn't even have to be at school till second period because she had her spare first thing.. She was just hoping that he would be home. They had had far too few days together lately, and far fewer nights together, and she was aching from the center of her very being for the chance to fall asleep in his arms - to be with him in every and any way that they desired, even if just for one night. Of course one night was never enough, but she was resigned to taking whatever she could get. Dropping her keys into her purse, she knocked softly at his door and then crossed her arms under her chest, head tipped slightly back as she waited - outwardly patient but inwardly not so. Her auburn ringlets were swept loosely back from her face and off her neck and the deep v-neckline of her rick eggplant-colored sweater dipped low and rested on the edges of her shoulders - displaying a tantalizing amount of smooth milky-skin without ever looking anything but classic, which truly seemed to be her trademark. She had always been mature for her age, but with every day that passed, she seemed to be developing more and more into a very remarkable young woman...

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