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@amelia--shaw-blog
Georgia laughed and nodded, liking the girls plan. “That sounds like a good plan and trust me, you’re not a terrible person,” she told her smiling as they walked. “Anyways, have you lived here long?”
Amelia looked over at her with a nervous smile, glad to see at least that she seemed to be enjoying herself. “Thanks. And I’m glad you don’t think so.” She said with a slight cock of the head and a smile. “Yeah I’ve lived here my whole life. What about you?”
Just a wild stab in the dark.
Well seems you’ve stabbed right into the heart of the issue. Should be a professional murderer in the dark or something.
I’d rather not talk about it if that’s okay.. I really just want to be alone right now, but thanks for the offer.
Oh alright, I don’t mean to disturb you. I’ll just be on my way.
Yeah I totally saw that. Need some help?
Oh uh--that would be great actually. Thanks.
Yes, under the same name. Basically and besides the places around here have been here since I was a kid.
That is a good point. This town could certainly use some new flavor. And if you already have a working business plan in London, bringing it to Barberton should be a breeze, huh?
Its kinda of funny. Your sister can be like that also, so no worries.
Well I’m glad you got some amusement out of it. And that’d be about the only thing we have in common then.
Oh shit--you scared me.
Okay, let’s talk about something else… anything interesting been happening?
Right sorry. Not really, I’m trying to figure out if I want to go to school or not still. And Dad is on my case a lot because of that so I haven’t actually been home as much as usual. What about you? Other than your fight with dad obviously.
Pour One Out Tonight || Amelia & Clara
Clara knew that Amelia wouldn’t tell her dad with whom she really was, her dad hated Clara and when he could he would probably send her to some bad girls camp but for that he was too late and she was living her own life, Clara just couldn’t understand how her sisters would still live in this life. Looking at Amelia with a smirk, she chuckled a little. “You’ll like it. it’s a surprise.” Clara said, giving her sister a wink, before she shook her head at her friends. “She’s out company for tonight, does one lay a finger on her, he’s gonna die.” she said looking at them seriously. When their drinks arrived, Clara placed the tequila in front of her sister. “Ever done shots?”
Amelia took a deep breathe, inhaling and exhaling as she gathered herself once more. So this was the life her sister got to lead on a daily basis. Looking around now, her contempt and fear against those around her was dropping as she found herself longing for the freedom they all seemed to carry with them. There was a certain happiness that she’d found herself never able to reach like that. “Okay.” She nodded with a meek smile at her wink. Amelia smiled with a nod, not able to meet any of the boys eyes for fear of any attention she might get. “No I haven’t.”
Bad to the bone? || Amelia & Kelly
“All those questions.” Kelly chuckled. She actually enjoyed this a little. “You’re like the little sister I never had.” she smiled brightly. “Yes, orange juice and vodka, you’ll like it. And sure I let them surprise me, it’s fun and I like most of the drinks anyway and when I don’t like it I send it back but that never happened before.” Kelly willingly answered all her questions. Now though Kelly was up with questions. “Let’s make this more interesting. For every question you ask, I can ask you one and no matter what you’ll answer it honestly. I do the same of course. I’d say you’re four ahead of me now but we start now, okay?”
“I am? You think I’m like your sister?” Was Amelia making a friend? That rarely ever happened for her. Her father kept a close eye on who she chose to fraternize with, but generally no one really seemed to take a great liking to Amelia. She kept her nose in books for the most part to appease her father. “Wow that is brave of you. Have you had like--all kinds of drinks before--” She cut herself off as Kelly’s demeanor seemed to change. “Oh--yeah okay. Do you want to go first then--since--well since I’m four ahead already?”
Just having a shit day.
Ignore me. I’ll be fine in a minute.
Do you want to talk about it. I can be a good listener sometimes, though others I tend to over talk. It’s sort of a toss up. But if you need me to listen, I certainly can.
Yes, totally. It sucks being a klutz.
I’m Emily, by the way. It’s nice to meet someone who’s as clumsy as me.
Nice to meet you Emily. I’m Amelia, and yeah it kinda is nice to meet someone who understands that it’s not really our fault that we break things, including ourselves, from time to time because we just have poor balance.
Georgia couldn’t help but laugh and she nodded, agreeing with Amelia. “Yeah, we should totally go, like now.” Starting to walk off with her, she ran her fingers through her hair and shrugged, smirking a bit. “Well, if you make some apple pies, I’d gladly take one off of your hands.”
Amelia trotted off towards the meat section, glancing back at the table of apples nervously. No one seemed to be the wiser that all those apples had hit the floor. Focusing back in on the girl she’d just met, Amelia nodded. “Oh--um well maybe we’ll circle back to the produce and then I’ll buy some of the apples that I secretly ruined. That way I’m not a totally terrible person right?”
Bad to the bone? || Amelia & Kelly
Kelly usually didn’t look around at other people, she basically didn’t care as well as she didn’t care about the looks people gave her when they recognized her as the dead girl’s best friend (three of them), or the girl who hooked up with her fathers employees. People talked too much gossip and even when Kelly tended to just not care about other people, as soon as they mistreated her she pretty much had them on her little list of enemies. Surely Kelly is a better friend than an enemy to have though. At Amelia’s answer Kelly sighed and waved an waitress over. “A screwdriver for her and I take uhm… surprise me.” Kelly shrugged and the girl with the apron was gone. “You’ll like this better than the pure vodka from your sister.”
Amelia scratched the back of her neck nervously, wishing she had popped one of her pills before this evening. It’d make things a lot easier for her. She could be lighter, freer, and look like less of a complete wreck. She let her hands fall to her lap as she tried to get a handle on herself. “A screwdriver? So you’re saying it’s orange juice and vodka? Okay I think I can handle that. You just allow them to surprise you? What if you don’t end up liking it? Do you send it back then?” The questions just rippled off her tongue, one right after the other. She couldn’t help herself, even though she knew she was coming off as an absolute pest.
He really doesn’t… but… I just know he’s wrong and I’m right and… never mind.
But Dad is never wrong. At least in Dad’s world.
Pour One Out Tonight || Amelia & Clara
It was easy to see how uncomfortable her sister felt, and even that she looked down on the people around her, which made Clara roll her eyes. Little spoiled golden daughter. Ugh she hated how disgusted she was with her own sister sometimes, while she would just like to have a good time with her but maybe, they were too different. Let alone the fact that the way Clara earned her money to go out this night was pretty awful and would probably be the biggest shock for her little sister, so this would better stay buried. “Great that you see me as a friend.” Clara teased before she made some space for her sister to sit. “Come, sit with me.” she motioned her sister beside her and ordered two drinks, her guy friends already eyeing the other girl.
Amelia nodded with a smile, not understanding her teases. Did she mean that Amelia should think of her as a sister and not friend? Was she surprised that Amelia had called her a friend in the first place? Her brain got lost in these questions before she pulled herself back to reality, hitching her purse straps up on her shoulders. Amelia sat beside her, looking at Clara with curiosity in her eyes. “What did you order for us? Am I going to like it?” Just then she noticed all of Clara’s friends who clearly wondered who Amelia was. The blonde rolled her eyes at all of their gawking. “I’m Amelia Shaw, Clara’s little sister.”
Bad to the bone? || Amelia & Kelly
Kelly didn’t know why she was doing this. Everything was unraveling right now and she’d been out with so many people lately she’d lost count. This night though seemed to be entirely different. Amelia Shaw was so innocent it was almost like she would fall into pieces when you touch her too hard, but for Kelly it was simply amusing to see how far she could push the girl. She drove, they would drink, which would mean they would either end up some place to sleep or in the car, but either way Kelly didn’t plan things like this, she was just curious to see how this night would turn out and with this she had more reason not to see Harvey, since she always felt bad when she looked into his eyes. As soon as they arrived, Kelly jumped out of the car, they’d gotten to one of Kelly’s favorite cocktail bars in Bridgefield. Since the other girl mentioned not to like the taste of alcohol Kelly thought alcohol covered with sweet juices would be perfect. “Follow.” she demanded looking back at the other girl. Passing the door Kelly straight walked to the next free table and sat down waiting for Amelia to follow. “What’s your favorite juice?”
When Amelia heard the order from the girl, she did exactly as she was told. Surprisingly enough, if Kelly kept ordering her around like this, the night might go smoother than expected. The blonde hated making decisions, even the irrational ones that she secretly craved. But when people told her what to do, she was more than happy to oblige them. When they opened the door, Amelia took a look around seeing what looked like a few drunks at the bar who’d never left their seats as well as girls dressed in very skimpy clothing. She didn’t like the looks of either scene so she took a seat across from Kelly, holding her purse on her lap just in case anyone came around to try and steal it. “I like um--orange juice?”
