1x1 with Scotty and σвѕєѕѕινє ❤

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Emily slipped past the elderly couple and jumped on Jessie's back. "This is how I say goodnight!" She giggled and wrapped her hands around Jessie.

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'Emmie!" Jessica giggled, nearly tipping backwards.
"You know there are a lot more simple ways," She giggled, slipping out of Emily's grip and turning to face her.

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{ I love how you said "turning to face her" but she can't, because Emmie is on her back right now. xD }

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Emily shook her head and gasped. "You don't like hugs?! You don't like me?!" She pouted and looked around, making sure no one was nearby. She made crying sounds and buried her face in her hands.

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{She dropped her, thats what I meant by slipping from her grip :P}

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Jessica put on a face of mock shock.
"Oh. I am terribly sorry!" She said, in a posh voice, placing her hand on Emmie's shoulder. "How rude of me, wont you accept my apology," She teased, clasping her friends hands away from her beautiful face.
Now was her chance. She leant in, and planted the softest peck on Emily's lips.
"Night!" She said, dropping Emily's hadn and sprinted off to the end of the corridor. She stopped at the corner and poked out her tongue, before disappearing out of sight.

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{ Oooh. Okay. Me understands now. =) }

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Emily frowned, watching Jessie leave.
She kissed me. Oh my god. She blushed and began chewing her nails. It was a habit; Emmie only bit her nails when she was shocked or surprised. She then walked over to her room's door and unlocked it with her key. She inserted the key into the lock, flipped it to the side, and a clicking sound proved that it was unlocked. She opened it and took out the key. She took off her shoes and threw the key inside one of them. She closed the door behind her. She walked over to her bed and sat down on the edge of it, thinking. Ye gods, my boss's daughter kissed me. That's wrong, right? He'll hate me for that. She sighed and laid down on the bed. She stared blankly at the ceiling.

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Jessica awoke the next morning and sat up. her hair was a mess, but with a few quick strokes of her brush she had tamed it enough to put it in a messy ponytail.
As she washed her face and applied some light makeup, making an extra effort, she thought over what had happened when she left Emily.
For one, her parents had been ok with her be super duper late and the box she had brought home contain the most delicious spagbol.
For another, her dad had agreed, after a few rides on the guilt train, to letting Emily off the confrences. Although he was now annoyed he had brought her along for nothing, he couldn't send her home.
Finally, she'd spent all night fighting with herself, about whether kissing Emily had been wrong, or right.

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Emily woke up and sat up immediately. She turned her head towards the mirror across the room. Her hair was all over the place, and her makeup was smeared. She looked like a raccoon. She giggled at herself. Emmie had a terrible nightmare last night; She had been diagnosed with Cancer. It ended up she died at the end of her dream. She stretched her legs before rolling off the bed. She stood up and walked into the bathroom. Emmie washed her face, cleaning off the smeared makeup from yesterday. She then grabbed a comb and brushed her hair. Her frame was tan, but skinny. Why couldn't it be just right? Why couldn't she just be that 'perfect' girl? Emily sighed and walked over to her bed and sat down, pondering on what she would wear that day.

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Jessica finished her makeup and walked back into her room. From there, she spent nearly twenty minutes deciding what to wear. She had to look perfect. In the end she put on her favourite biking, with a short, loose dress ontop. She thought she looked rather good. Finally she gave her hair a good brush and walked into the main room.
"Of course," She said bitterly, looking at the note on the table. Her parents would be long gone, seeing as she had slept in very late. It was nearly eleven.
She grabbed a coke out of the mini-fridge and sat on the couch, idely flicking through the channels.

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Emily got up from the bed once again. She pulled out her bikini. She'd go to the beach, whether or not Jessie would come. She got dressed and walked into the bathroom to put on her makeup. She put waterproof makeup for today, incase water would get on her face. Because, at a beach, there's water. You can never be too sure. She put a smokey-eyed look. It made her eyes pop out. Just what she wanted. Emmie then zipped up her suitcase, closing it. She wasn't hungry just yet. She put on her shoes, chuckling at how she puts her keys in her shoes, and opened the door. She walked out and slammed the door behind her.

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{I'm gonna hold back going down to the beach, as I have a plan. So can Emily go down to the beach, but not the water yet?

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Jessica finished her coke and turned off the tv. There was nothing on. She didn't feel like going out quite yet, so instead she grabed her IPod dock and started blasting some Neon Trees around the room, dancing crazily. She was glad she was on the top floor, where no one would see her.
She decided, once she'd had her dancing fill, she wander down the beach, and maybe see Emmie there. The thoguht made her stomach flutter.