Sly shook off her hand and turned around, Its okayjust forget about it. Shane took a moment to see what Sly was thinking, she had been completely shut out ever since they left L.A. god how she wanted to go back now.

Sly ran a hand threw her on hair longer now, making her eyes appear shadowed. Shane slightly tugged on a lock. Have you been thinking about L.A. lately

Sly caught herself before she could explain everything that she wanted to say about L.A., Kind of, what about it.

Oh god not this againSlyim going back, if you want to join come back with me, if not

Sly turned her back on her and watched as the rest of the cattle got loaded up. Shane just dropped the subject,

Fineif you need me, Ill be packing.

Sly tightened her jaw and cursed herself for this, she never knew what she let herself get into when she decided to let the anger inside of her stick around, it made her very usefully, but alsounlovable.
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She traced a picture of Carmen with her fingers, she had been gone so long, what if she did move on, would she ever bring her back. Shane laid in her bed and sniffed away the tears that where dangerously near, Dont you dare cry

She balled her fist and slammed it over and over into her bed and finally cried. ***** im weak

She wiped away the remanding tears on her eyes as she heard the front door open and close, and footsteps leading to her room.

Okay ShaneIll go backbut this timeI leave as soon as you get all reacquainted with your friends, and then im coming back here.

Shane smiled threw her tears, Your still an ***** after all these yearsbut I love ya.

Her stern face never changed as she nodded and walked off to her room.

Well I cant say that Jenny wont be pleased.

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Tina swung little Bette around in her arms as she placed her in her baby pin, Now, where is Chris.

Tina looked around the house, creeping like she was Elmer Fud; shushing the giggling Bette who was trying to get her intention of what she saw.