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this story!
Hey! I've had major major computer probs lately (not good!) So obviously here is the chapter (finally!) I'm half over my writers block but I hope you enjoy this chapter! Ciao!
Chapter 7: Morning Sickness
Nova Scotia
"Gerry! Gerry!"
"Yes Mr. Isaacs?"
"How long ago was Emma here?"
"She was here this morning Mr. Isaacs."
"Were did she ask for her taxi to go?"
"I'm not really sure Mr. Isaacs. Country, Country, Country something I don't know."
"Motel or Hotel?"
"Mr. Isaacs! I don't know! You're going to have to find that out for yourself!"
"Thanks Gerry thanks a lot!" Toby spat out sarcastically.
"Look Mr. Isaacs this isn't my fault."
"I know! I'm sorry! But I really need to find Emma!"
"Why? Is she in danger or trouble?"
"She just may be Gerry."
"Comfort motel!"
"Huh?"
"The Country Comfort Motel! That's where she's staying! Clark Street!"
"Gerry! You're a miracle worker! Thanks a real bunch!"
"Pleasure Mr. Isaacs." Gerry watched Toby run up his driveway and swerve into the garage, then quick as lighting Toby came speeding down the pebble driveway. He decided he was going to find Emma and tell her exactly how he felt. He was never going to lose her again.
Gerry watched Toby speed down the street. He hoped for Toby's sake everything would be okay. He didn't want to be curious: but who was this Emma? Toby never mentioned any girlfriends. Well, curiosity would obviously have to wait.
(Horns beeping, traffic jam)
"COME ON! I HAVEN'T GOT ALL DAY!"
"Hey! Watch your back! I could arrest you!"
"Oh My! I'm so sorry!"
"Listen, next time your in a traffic jam, be more discreet."
Toby had just had an encounter with a detective which was obviously not good. If only he could get to Emma. He had an idea.
"Excuse me detective?"
"Yes sir?"
"Well I was uh wondering, if you could help me?"
"In what way?"
"I'll pay you if I have to!"
"I don't do dodgy. What do you need?"
"Well, could you come to the country comfort motel with me?"
"EXCUSE YOU!?!?!?!"
"I'm looking for someone. I also know when you look for someone in a hotel; you have to have police I.D. to get the room number you need!"
"Is this a joke? Don't string me along four eyes!"
"I'm serious!"
"Well okay then. But if your one bit dodgy I'll put you away faster then you can say jailbreak!"
Toby drove to the hotel with the detective behind him. When they walked in, he was surprised how Emma could afford such an expensive hotel. They approached the front desk and he detective shot out his I.D. card.
"Detective George Benson. Were looking for an Emma Nelson."
"What room? We need to know!"
Desk Clerk: "Okay, sure. She is in room 412. Please, be discreet!"
"We certianately will be, thanks a bunch!"
Toby & George went running to the lifts. They weren't sure which floor but just pressed a button and hoped for the best. That happened 7 times before they found the right floor. They slowly & quietly approached room 412.
"Hey, do you want me to break down the door?"
"Um, no. Don't do that!"
"Calm down! I'm going to leave now. Here is my card. Anything you need, anytime."
"Ta! Thanks a big, big bunch"
Toby drove his shaking knuckles to knock. He was in such a state and was trembling really badly. Then, in a quite unexpected moment, his mobile started ringing. He freaked and jumped back. It was J.T., but he wasn't about to go and answer it. He absurdly switched his phone off and as he went to knock, Emma opened the door on him.
"Toby?!?!"
"Emma, I've found you! What are you thinking? Can I at least come in?"
"Well I don't know what I'm thinking but I have to give you one of these.." Emma leant in and pashed Toby. Full on and in front of all the people that walked past. The kiss seemed to last ages but then they were rudely interrupted by room service.
The girls house, Cedar Court
"Ash, I feel terrible!"
"Oh come on El, your only getting married!"
"Only? I feel like I've been run over by a steamroller. Also, it's not my wedding either."
"What the hell did Jimmy cook last night?"
"I'm not sure if it's what he cooked as such."
"El you're not telling me that you're.."
"Well that's what I think. But we're always safe!"
"Well what is the worry?"
"Worry? Ashley for all I know I could be pregnant, and imagine if my parents knew! What would Jimmy think? I don't think he's ready to be a father yet!"
"El, calm down! You're probably just freaking out!"
"Freaking out? What the hell? I didn't eat anything bad! Jimmy can cook quite well you know!"
"I know. Get a test done. Get the morning after pill I don't know!"
"Ash we don't know yet! Oh crap, got to barf!" Ellie sped into the bathroom. Ashley sat in deep thought. How could Ellie be pregnant? She was a heavy catholic and was always safe. But then there were all the symptoms.
"What a relief! That's over with."
"Ellie! You can't avoid this!"
"I certianately can! Don't you go round telling me what I can and can't avoid!"
"Ellie!"
"Leave it Ash. Leave it. My job isn't going to sit around and wait now is it?"
"Hun? What was that about?"
"Paige, I seriously don't know."
"Well we could talk.."
"Paige we don't need to talk. I think we need retail therapy."
"Well, we'll have it your way! The mall it is!"
Paige & Ashley grabbed their wallets and sped off to the car. They were going out of there way to be nice to each other since the tiff about Spin & Bella. They spent at least 2 hours shopping, and then bumped into Spinner & Bella. They decided to have lunch which turned out to be a great afternoon, but only after Ashley slipped into the chemist discreetly to pick up a pregnancy test for Ellie. She then went out of her way to make sure none of her friends notice what she had just brought. Ashley was convinced Ellie was pregnant, and the signs were all there, in fact she was. But she needed to prove it to Ellie. Ellie didn't want to accept the fact that her body was changing.
Well there you go. I've now written chapter 7! I hope you liked it! I'm going to try and write chapter 8 A.S.A.P! If you have any suggestions, please post a review! So this means ciao for the time being! : )
Hey! I've had major major computer probs lately (not good!) So obviously here is the chapter (finally!) I'm half over my writers block but I hope you enjoy this chapter! Ciao!
Chapter 7: Morning Sickness
Nova Scotia
"Gerry! Gerry!"
"Yes Mr. Isaacs?"
"How long ago was Emma here?"
"She was here this morning Mr. Isaacs."
"Were did she ask for her taxi to go?"
"I'm not really sure Mr. Isaacs. Country, Country, Country something I don't know."
"Motel or Hotel?"
"Mr. Isaacs! I don't know! You're going to have to find that out for yourself!"
"Thanks Gerry thanks a lot!" Toby spat out sarcastically.
"Look Mr. Isaacs this isn't my fault."
"I know! I'm sorry! But I really need to find Emma!"
"Why? Is she in danger or trouble?"
"She just may be Gerry."
"Comfort motel!"
"Huh?"
"The Country Comfort Motel! That's where she's staying! Clark Street!"
"Gerry! You're a miracle worker! Thanks a real bunch!"
"Pleasure Mr. Isaacs." Gerry watched Toby run up his driveway and swerve into the garage, then quick as lighting Toby came speeding down the pebble driveway. He decided he was going to find Emma and tell her exactly how he felt. He was never going to lose her again.
Gerry watched Toby speed down the street. He hoped for Toby's sake everything would be okay. He didn't want to be curious: but who was this Emma? Toby never mentioned any girlfriends. Well, curiosity would obviously have to wait.
(Horns beeping, traffic jam)
"COME ON! I HAVEN'T GOT ALL DAY!"
"Hey! Watch your back! I could arrest you!"
"Oh My! I'm so sorry!"
"Listen, next time your in a traffic jam, be more discreet."
Toby had just had an encounter with a detective which was obviously not good. If only he could get to Emma. He had an idea.
"Excuse me detective?"
"Yes sir?"
"Well I was uh wondering, if you could help me?"
"In what way?"
"I'll pay you if I have to!"
"I don't do dodgy. What do you need?"
"Well, could you come to the country comfort motel with me?"
"EXCUSE YOU!?!?!?!"
"I'm looking for someone. I also know when you look for someone in a hotel; you have to have police I.D. to get the room number you need!"
"Is this a joke? Don't string me along four eyes!"
"I'm serious!"
"Well okay then. But if your one bit dodgy I'll put you away faster then you can say jailbreak!"
Toby drove to the hotel with the detective behind him. When they walked in, he was surprised how Emma could afford such an expensive hotel. They approached the front desk and he detective shot out his I.D. card.
"Detective George Benson. Were looking for an Emma Nelson."
"What room? We need to know!"
Desk Clerk: "Okay, sure. She is in room 412. Please, be discreet!"
"We certianately will be, thanks a bunch!"
Toby & George went running to the lifts. They weren't sure which floor but just pressed a button and hoped for the best. That happened 7 times before they found the right floor. They slowly & quietly approached room 412.
"Hey, do you want me to break down the door?"
"Um, no. Don't do that!"
"Calm down! I'm going to leave now. Here is my card. Anything you need, anytime."
"Ta! Thanks a big, big bunch"
Toby drove his shaking knuckles to knock. He was in such a state and was trembling really badly. Then, in a quite unexpected moment, his mobile started ringing. He freaked and jumped back. It was J.T., but he wasn't about to go and answer it. He absurdly switched his phone off and as he went to knock, Emma opened the door on him.
"Toby?!?!"
"Emma, I've found you! What are you thinking? Can I at least come in?"
"Well I don't know what I'm thinking but I have to give you one of these.." Emma leant in and pashed Toby. Full on and in front of all the people that walked past. The kiss seemed to last ages but then they were rudely interrupted by room service.
The girls house, Cedar Court
"Ash, I feel terrible!"
"Oh come on El, your only getting married!"
"Only? I feel like I've been run over by a steamroller. Also, it's not my wedding either."
"What the hell did Jimmy cook last night?"
"I'm not sure if it's what he cooked as such."
"El you're not telling me that you're.."
"Well that's what I think. But we're always safe!"
"Well what is the worry?"
"Worry? Ashley for all I know I could be pregnant, and imagine if my parents knew! What would Jimmy think? I don't think he's ready to be a father yet!"
"El, calm down! You're probably just freaking out!"
"Freaking out? What the hell? I didn't eat anything bad! Jimmy can cook quite well you know!"
"I know. Get a test done. Get the morning after pill I don't know!"
"Ash we don't know yet! Oh crap, got to barf!" Ellie sped into the bathroom. Ashley sat in deep thought. How could Ellie be pregnant? She was a heavy catholic and was always safe. But then there were all the symptoms.
"What a relief! That's over with."
"Ellie! You can't avoid this!"
"I certianately can! Don't you go round telling me what I can and can't avoid!"
"Ellie!"
"Leave it Ash. Leave it. My job isn't going to sit around and wait now is it?"
"Hun? What was that about?"
"Paige, I seriously don't know."
"Well we could talk.."
"Paige we don't need to talk. I think we need retail therapy."
"Well, we'll have it your way! The mall it is!"
Paige & Ashley grabbed their wallets and sped off to the car. They were going out of there way to be nice to each other since the tiff about Spin & Bella. They spent at least 2 hours shopping, and then bumped into Spinner & Bella. They decided to have lunch which turned out to be a great afternoon, but only after Ashley slipped into the chemist discreetly to pick up a pregnancy test for Ellie. She then went out of her way to make sure none of her friends notice what she had just brought. Ashley was convinced Ellie was pregnant, and the signs were all there, in fact she was. But she needed to prove it to Ellie. Ellie didn't want to accept the fact that her body was changing.
Well there you go. I've now written chapter 7! I hope you liked it! I'm going to try and write chapter 8 A.S.A.P! If you have any suggestions, please post a review! So this means ciao for the time being! : )