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This Time Around
Chapter 3
Shelby Barringer pulled the phone away from her ear wincing at her old firend's excited squealing coming from the other side. She let a small smile pull at her lips and she couldn't help but laugh.
She was standing in the middle of her bedroom in the modest home that she shared with her husband of exactly six months, Scott Barringer. A cream colored envelop rested on the dark red comforter of the bed, that Scott was still lying in.
He was awake however, and sitting up on one elbow, watching her with his deep blue eyes. She smiled at him, and pushed back a lock of her blonde hair, sitting down beside him, her fingers unconsicsly reaching out to take his hand.
By now, Juliette's screaming had calmed down, and she was speaking normally again.
"Oy my God, when did you guys get married? That's so wonderful! How long? Was it a big wedding or a small one? How come we weren't invited?" Jules's last comment was tinged with just a hint of hurt. Shelby laughed again, and made haste to reassure her favorite "Queenie".
"Just a couple months ago." Shelby told her.
"Exactly six." Scott spoke up for the first time, sitting up all the way and pulling his wife into a bear hug. She laughed softly, and leaned against him, inhaling the scent of his aftershave.
"Was that Scott? Can I talk to him?" Juliette asked happily, her momentary annoyance at not having been invited to the wedding forgotten.
"Sure. Here." Shelby said to Scott, handing him the phone. "She wants to talk to you." Nodding, Scott took the phone, and leaned against the headboard, pulling his wife against him.
"Hey, Jules. Yeah, six months ago. Yeah, I think so too. I'm sorry about that. No, it was as small as possible--we eloped. Why? I don't know--just didn't want to have to deal with the hassle of a big wedding. Yeah, we wish you all had been there too, but it was still great. Yeah, we're coming to the reunion. How about you? Oh, you and Auggie and Isabella? Whose Isabella?" At this point, Scott nearly dropped the phone and his eyes got big. "You and Auggie already have a kid? And another one on the way? Didn't wait around did you?"
"What?" Shelby asked, interupting the one sided conversation that she was listening too. "Auggie and Jules have a kid? I knew they were married, but not about any kid!"
"Yeah." Scott told her, putting his hand up over the mouth peice. "Isabella. She's four, and the 'most beautiful thing I've ever seen'." Scott playfully mocked his old girlfriend. Shelby grinned, her eyes dancing.
"That's great." She agreed, cuddling closer to him. "Hey, does she know if Daisy is gonna be there? I haven't talked to her in awhile."
"Hey, Jules? Do you know if Dais is gonna be there?" Scott dutifully relayed her message, stroking her back with his other hand.
"I don't know. I couldn't find her address anywhere, and Peter and Sophie only had her dorm room, and she moved out of THERE like five years ago or something. I wonder where Daisy is?" Juliette wondered out loud.
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Daisy Lipenowski was currently experincing the most nerve racking ten minutes of her life. A small pink and blue box sat in front of her, and slender stick was wrapped up under a towel a few feet away. She studied the writing on the back of the box religously, and took a deep breath.
Thankfully, Ezra wasn't home right now, or he might be wondering what she was doing. Hell, she was wondering what she was doing. No WAY could she be--that. They had taken EVERY precaution in the book, so there was just no...
The ding of the timer interrupted her thoughts. Swallowing hard, Daisy snatched the towel of the little stick, and closed her eyes. Reaching out blindly, she gropped around until she found it, and scooped it up into her hand. Taking a deep calming breath, and telling herself that their was no WAY this could be postive, she opened her eyes.
It was postive.
If this thing was right--she was...
Daisy started to hypervenialate.
This Time Around
Chapter 3
Shelby Barringer pulled the phone away from her ear wincing at her old firend's excited squealing coming from the other side. She let a small smile pull at her lips and she couldn't help but laugh.
She was standing in the middle of her bedroom in the modest home that she shared with her husband of exactly six months, Scott Barringer. A cream colored envelop rested on the dark red comforter of the bed, that Scott was still lying in.
He was awake however, and sitting up on one elbow, watching her with his deep blue eyes. She smiled at him, and pushed back a lock of her blonde hair, sitting down beside him, her fingers unconsicsly reaching out to take his hand.
By now, Juliette's screaming had calmed down, and she was speaking normally again.
"Oy my God, when did you guys get married? That's so wonderful! How long? Was it a big wedding or a small one? How come we weren't invited?" Jules's last comment was tinged with just a hint of hurt. Shelby laughed again, and made haste to reassure her favorite "Queenie".
"Just a couple months ago." Shelby told her.
"Exactly six." Scott spoke up for the first time, sitting up all the way and pulling his wife into a bear hug. She laughed softly, and leaned against him, inhaling the scent of his aftershave.
"Was that Scott? Can I talk to him?" Juliette asked happily, her momentary annoyance at not having been invited to the wedding forgotten.
"Sure. Here." Shelby said to Scott, handing him the phone. "She wants to talk to you." Nodding, Scott took the phone, and leaned against the headboard, pulling his wife against him.
"Hey, Jules. Yeah, six months ago. Yeah, I think so too. I'm sorry about that. No, it was as small as possible--we eloped. Why? I don't know--just didn't want to have to deal with the hassle of a big wedding. Yeah, we wish you all had been there too, but it was still great. Yeah, we're coming to the reunion. How about you? Oh, you and Auggie and Isabella? Whose Isabella?" At this point, Scott nearly dropped the phone and his eyes got big. "You and Auggie already have a kid? And another one on the way? Didn't wait around did you?"
"What?" Shelby asked, interupting the one sided conversation that she was listening too. "Auggie and Jules have a kid? I knew they were married, but not about any kid!"
"Yeah." Scott told her, putting his hand up over the mouth peice. "Isabella. She's four, and the 'most beautiful thing I've ever seen'." Scott playfully mocked his old girlfriend. Shelby grinned, her eyes dancing.
"That's great." She agreed, cuddling closer to him. "Hey, does she know if Daisy is gonna be there? I haven't talked to her in awhile."
"Hey, Jules? Do you know if Dais is gonna be there?" Scott dutifully relayed her message, stroking her back with his other hand.
"I don't know. I couldn't find her address anywhere, and Peter and Sophie only had her dorm room, and she moved out of THERE like five years ago or something. I wonder where Daisy is?" Juliette wondered out loud.
@}--}--
Daisy Lipenowski was currently experincing the most nerve racking ten minutes of her life. A small pink and blue box sat in front of her, and slender stick was wrapped up under a towel a few feet away. She studied the writing on the back of the box religously, and took a deep breath.
Thankfully, Ezra wasn't home right now, or he might be wondering what she was doing. Hell, she was wondering what she was doing. No WAY could she be--that. They had taken EVERY precaution in the book, so there was just no...
The ding of the timer interrupted her thoughts. Swallowing hard, Daisy snatched the towel of the little stick, and closed her eyes. Reaching out blindly, she gropped around until she found it, and scooped it up into her hand. Taking a deep calming breath, and telling herself that their was no WAY this could be postive, she opened her eyes.
It was postive.
If this thing was right--she was...
Daisy started to hypervenialate.