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Author's note: This was written in 5 minutes. It was inspired by something Lin said to me in an email and this story is really really short. I played with the timeline a little too, it might be correct, it late and I'm not thinking well.

"I Never Had a Say"

Rated G

Zoey reflects on the start of her father re-election campaign.

New Hampshire 1997

I was born into a political family and it never really bothered me, until now. It all started when I was sixteen, my godfather came to visit and convinced my father, after considerable argument, to run for President. My sisters Elizabeth and Eleanor were asked what they thought about him running, but no one every asked me.

So here I am sitting in my 11th grade English class, with a chick with a gun standing in the corner, not one-hundred and fifty feet away from me. My friends ask me if it's weird to have people with guns follow me around. My answer at first was yes! The more I think about it now, it is like wearing glasses they are just always there and most of the time they don't bother me.

November 1998

My father is on his last minute campaign swing the election is twelve hours away. It's funny ya know, in a matter of hours my life could change more than it has in the last year and a half, and I never had a say. I can't even have a say now; I'm only seventeen and I can't vote.

White House 2001

I live here now, in this big white house. When I was seventeen years-old no one asked me what I thought about running. I'm twenty now, and they don't have to say anything. I like living in this big white house; I wouldn't give it up for the world, not until I absolutely have too that is six years away. I have my life, my love and my family here. What more could a girl ask for?

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