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“Oh really? Did you?” Of course, she perked right up at the thought of going out somewhere. Usually, they spent most of their time at home and since getting pregnant she’d preferred it that way. She loved to cook so dinner dates were rare. “No. That part has seemed to pass. I should be okay now.” The pregnancy hadn’t been as hard on her as they had been warned it could be at her age but she still tried to take it easy. “And one night won’t hurt anything.” She leaned in closer and rested her head on Silver’s chest but only for a moment before she was pulling back excitedly. “I’ll just go and get dressed.” 

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She couldn’t really afford to get herself in any more trouble that school year but that still didn’t stop her. “Hey, leave her alone.” Quickly she approached the other teen that was the object of ridicule that day. “Go find something else to do with your time.” Casey was prepared to do whatever it took to get the bullies away from this girl and make sure she was safe. Luckily it was pretty easy and they left on their own complaining about how lame they both were. She’d take that if it meant making another person’s high school experience slightly less awful. “Are you okay?” Moving to her side she put her arm around her. “Some people are just dicks, okay?”

“Honestly? No, it won’t make any difference.” If they wanted the truth she’d be blunt - it was something she was good at. “Because I’m going to do whatever the hell I want anyway and there isn’t a damn thing you can do to stop me.” When Madison had made up her mind about something she didn’t back down for anyone. “So either get out of my way or I’m going to make you by blowing you across the room.” She hated when anyone tried to act like her parent - she already had two shitty ones and didn’t need another.

"You left your phone on the back of the toilet and I knocked it in. I'm really fucking sorry but I'm not reaching in to get it out." He muttered. The apology might sound half-assed but it was sincere. Draven was just awkward with things like this. He was awkward in general. "so...umm...it's just...gonna stay there until you or someone else gets it out."

Carol followed right after and she was clearly angrier than ever. “You bitch. You can’t do this!” Detention for a whole month? She had things to do and detention was going to really mess that up. Prom was coming up. She was on the committee to organize it. On top of that, she knew she could get kicked off for the bad behavior. Detention for four solid weeks would mean the end of that extracurricular activity. Possibly even ban her from going to prom. The principal had really been cracking down this year on troublemakers. “If I can’t go to prom, it’s your fault!” Tommy would surely take someone else if she couldn’t. “If I promise I’m sorry and apologize to the girl, will you get me out of this?” Now she was trying to play nice.

It truly didn’t matter whether she was in a rush or if she was taking a leisure stroll; she was a klutz through and through. The overall adorned woman had been looking down at her phone in the midst of reading an e-mail while making her way down the sidewalk, glancing up every now and then to pay attention to what was in front of her. Of course, the second she took a step back was the moment she collided with another individual. Her petite frame swiveled around with an absolute doe-eyed and apologetic expression, “I’m so sorry!”

She knew that Silver was possessive. Hell it was one of the things that Brooke adored about her. She was no stranger to a possessive lover and Silver was possessive in the good ways, unlike Joey. She’d never lay a hand on her to hurt her. It had always made her feel safe and protected. But when it came to her wife getting into bar fights over her? That was when it became concerning. If the woman had been flirting with her she wasn’t paying attention to her anyway. She didn’t really notice it at first. After spending so many years of her life either forced to be invisible by Joey or locked away in jail, she'd become quite oblivious to receiving attention from anyone other than her wife. Besides that was the only attention she wanted or needed anyway. She would admit the touching of her hair was a little too much for her comfort and that was when she realized maybe Silver was right about the flirtation. Brooke could stand up for herself and if her wife hadn't come along and punched the woman right in her face she would have put a stop to it on her own. In a far less violent way. "Well even if she was hitting on me. Look who I'm going home with. Look who I will always go home with." What Silver said might have been true at one point in her life but it surely wasn't now. She was not that naive sweet girl that saw the good in others. She was faster to see the bad than the good. "You know that isn't true. I just choose to not pay attention to those that think they could be dumb enough to steal me from you." Lifting her bruised face gently into her hands and cupping it she shook her head. "No, you didn't ruin anything but your face. But even so, you are still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." A soft kiss was placed on a split lower lip. "Now take me home." Pulling back she held out her hand so that Silver could help her waddle through the crowded club to their car.