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Hᴇɴʀʏ Mᴀʀᴛɪɴ.
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Mᴀʀᴛɪɴ oʀ Mᴀʀᴛɪɴʏ.
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16.
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I'ᴍ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ.
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sᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ.
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Hᴇɴʀʏ's ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪs ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴜɴɪǫᴜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ǫᴜɪʀᴋʏ. Sʜᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ. Sʜᴇ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʜᴇᴇʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴠᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴏᴄᴄᴀsɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ sᴇᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ sʜɪɴᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜs.
Oɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴘᴇssɪᴍɪsᴛɪᴄ, ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ sᴜᴘᴇʀ sᴍɪʟᴇʏ, ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴʙᴇᴀᴛs, sʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴡɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴜᴍᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪɴ ᴘʀᴀɴᴋs ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴏᴋᴇs.
Oɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ, sʜᴇ ɪs ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ sᴍɪʟᴇʏ, ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ. Sʜᴇ ɪs sᴛɪʟʟ ᴘᴇssɪᴍɪsᴛɪᴄ, ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʀɪsᴋs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇs - ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅɪɴɢ sɴᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴇs. Tʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴇʀ 'ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇss', ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟs ɪᴛ - sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴀʀᴇʟʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴇᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴏ sᴏ. Tʜᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ, ᴘᴀʀᴛʏɪɴɢ, ʀɪsᴋ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ, sᴍɪʟɪɴɢ ɢɪʀʟ ɪs ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ, sʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏʀ ʀᴇsᴘᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴜᴘᴇʀ ᴄʜᴇᴇʀʏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ.
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Hᴇɴʀʏ's ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ɪs ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ʙᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ. Hᴇʀ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʟᴇғᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ, ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʙᴏʀɴ, ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ Hᴇɴʀʏ ᴀʟʟ ʙʏ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ. Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ ᴡᴀs ʏᴏᴜɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇs. Sʜᴇ ɪs ᴘʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏsɪᴛᴇ ᴏғ Hᴇɴʀʏ - ᴠᴇʀʏ sᴛʏʟɪsʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀsʜɪᴏɴᴀʙʟᴇ, ᴏᴘᴛɪᴍɪsɪᴛᴄ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ (Tʜᴀᴛ's ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ Hᴇɴʀʏ ɢᴏᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ sɪᴅᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴄ; ). Tʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ Hᴇɴʀʏ ᴡᴀs ʟᴇғᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʜᴇʀ, ᴡᴀs ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs 5. Sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʟᴇғᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ғᴏʀ 3 ʜᴏᴜʀs ᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. Tʜᴇ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs 7, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ʟᴇғᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜᴀʟғ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ. Aғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, Hᴇɴʀʏ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀʟʏ ɪɴsᴛɪɴᴄᴛ sᴡᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ. Wʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ, ᴏʀ ɪɴᴊᴜʀᴇᴅ, ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ, Hᴇɴʀʏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘ sᴏʙᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴜᴘ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴊᴜʀɪᴇs - ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏ - ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴅ. Tʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏ ᴏᴜᴛ sᴋᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ғᴏʀ Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ.
Wʜᴇɴ Hᴇɴʀʏ ᴡᴀs 13, sʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ's ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴇs - ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜᴛs ᴛᴏ ᴀʙᴀɴᴅᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴏʀ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. Nᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ ɴᴏʀ Hᴇɴʀʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ɪs. Bᴏᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇɪᴠᴇᴅ.
Aᴛ 14, Hᴇɴʀʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ. Sʜᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏғ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇ Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ, ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ - sʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ. Sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴇᴍᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ. Sᴏ sʜᴇ sᴛᴏʟᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀ. sᴏ sʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ sᴛᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ. Sʜᴇ's sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴘʜᴀsᴇ; ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪғᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ sᴜɴᴋ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʟᴏᴡ.
Iᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴍᴀʟʟ sᴛᴜғғ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴋᴇʏᴄʜᴀɪɴs ᴏʀ ʙᴏᴛᴛʟᴇs/sᴇᴛs ᴏғ ᴍᴀᴋᴇᴜᴘ, ᴜɴᴛɪʟ sʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ. Sʜᴇ ʜɪᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴀᴋ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ sᴛᴏʟᴇ ᴀ ғᴀɴᴄʏ, ᴇxᴘᴇɴsɪᴠᴇ, ᴇᴄᴏ-ʜʏʙʀɪᴅ ᴄᴀʀ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀʟʟ. Sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ɪᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀsᴋ ʜᴇʀ, sʜᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴀʏ sʜᴇ ʙʟɪɴᴋᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴇʏ. Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴀɪʟ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴊᴀɪʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏғ ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ Hᴇɴʀʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, sʜᴇ ɢᴀᴠᴇ Hᴇɴʀʏ ɴᴏ ғᴏᴏᴅ ᴀs ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛ ғᴏʀ 5 ᴅᴀʏs. Hᴇɴʀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴇᴀʟ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ, ᴜɴᴛɪʟ Hᴇɴʀʏ ᴡᴀs sᴇɴᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀs ᴀ 'ᴠᴀᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ'. Hᴇɴʀʏ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴜᴘ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ. Hᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sᴇɴᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ. Sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀɪʟɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴊᴀɪʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴠɪɴɢ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ.
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Hᴇɴʀʏ ʜᴀs ʀᴀᴠᴇɴ-ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ, ʟᴏɴɢ ʜᴀɪʀ, ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏғᴛ ᴄᴜʀʟs. Oᴄᴄᴀsɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ sʜᴇ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ sᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ғʟᴀᴛ ɪʀᴏɴ, ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴜʀʟs ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ.

Hᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ʙʟᴜᴇ - ɴᴏ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢ, ɪᴄʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪɢʜᴛ. Lɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇʀ ʙʟᴜᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴛɪʟʟ sᴋʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ.

Hᴇʀ sᴋɪɴ ɪs ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘᴀʟᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇs ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀʏ. Sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪs sᴜʀᴘʀɪsɪɴɢ. Sʜᴇ's ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍɪɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʙsᴏʟᴜᴛᴇʟʏ ʜᴀᴛᴇs ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sɴᴏᴡ.

Sɪɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇʀ sᴛʏʟᴇ ɪs (ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴠɪsɪʙʟʏ) ɪɴᴅɪᴇ ʀᴏᴄᴋ, ʜᴇʀ ᴜsᴜᴀʟ ᴏᴜᴛғɪᴛ ᴄᴏɴsɪsᴛs ᴏғ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴊᴇᴀɴs ᴏʀ ᴅᴇɴɪᴍ sʜᴏʀᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ғɪsʜɴᴇᴛs/ɴʏʟᴏɴs, ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴏᴍʙᴀᴛ ʙᴏᴏᴛs ᴏʀ sᴋᴀᴛɪɴɢ sʜᴏᴇs - ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴠᴀɴs - ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀɴᴋ ᴛᴏᴘs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘʟᴀɪᴅ sʜɪʀᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴏʀ ᴛɪᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀɪsᴛ. Sʜᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴛ-sʜɪʀᴛ ᴛᴀɴᴋ ᴛᴏᴘs ᴛᴏᴏ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ʙᴀɴᴅs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴋs, sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴛᴄʜᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ɴʏʟᴏɴs ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇᴀʀs ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ᴛ sʜɪʀᴛ.

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(maybe we should wait? idk?)
cece- "ya its the reason i came back for a second summer" she said looking out at the water and smiling

Will looked around then put his hands in the pockets on his jeans. " So... Do you have any experience being a CIT? " He asked. " I have a little brother at home, so I guess I'm kinda good with kids. I've never been to a camp before, though - at least, not as a CIT. I don't know much about First-Aid, either. I don't like blood. " he told her. He stopped talking when he noticed that he was talking a lot.

[Brallie!]

cece- smiled "my dad is military special opps so i watch my brother alone most of the time and i have a year left tell im a nurse but im not a huge fan of blood either, and i have been a CIT for two years now its kind of a break..but its my last year here"

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Will nodded as she finished speaking. " My mother is a nurse, too. She wants me to do something with medicine and treating people. A doctor, a nurse - heck, even a veterinarian. But I can't, I just don't like blood. You couldn't call me to bandage up some poor kid's bloody knee or elbow, I couldn't do it. " he said with a smile. He walked over to her and sat down next to her. " So, how old are you? I'm seventeen. I think you get too old to be a CIT at eighteen or nineteen, so I only have one or two more years. "

[Brallie!]

cece- smiled "im 17 turning 18 in two weeks, i know where your coming from my dad wants me to join the army and follow his footsteps...i have no idea what im going to do".

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Will stared out at the lake. " Yeah, me either. I'll figure it out, though. " he said. He was silent for a while, watching the fish leap out of the water and the birds dive to catch them and everything else. " Gosh, " He said finally.
" Imagine how beautiful it'll be at sunset. " he said absentmindedly. He got up and brushed the sand off his pants.
" Well, I'm going back. Want to come with me? " He asked.

[Brallie!]

cece- blushed with a small smile "ya sure "

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Will stuck his hands in his pockets and started walking. He stopped to wait for CeCe. He turned his head to look back at her.