I don't own Jeff, Matt, Amy or any other wrestlers. I tried but the store was all out.
I do own Sam, Marie and the children and later on David
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short chapter sorry but if I added more it wouldn't make sense. Review and I'll post.
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***** later that day
________ Next day… week… ect.
++ flashback.
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~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^That night~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~
"Sam get changed… look night, that's all I'm asking. Please?" Marie hurried around the house making sure the children look nice… well at lest presentable.
"Fine Marie I'll change," looking down she didn't see what was wrong with her clothes. Baggy black and red pants with chains crossing in the back, tight 'happy bunny shirt that read "Cute but psycho things even out" with red, black and green armbands made out of tights, that had holes cut into them so when she over lapped then you could see the colour, on her lower arms. "I look fine, whatever, I'll make her happy. Damn I can't find that shirt and where the hell are those nice black ones with the chains. Uh. Here they are…" Marie strolled on by the door and back up to look in, looking her up and down she sigh and defeatedly stated, "Ok, that works and you look fine and it didn't kill you did it? Now go out there and don't you hide in your corner. This time stay out in the open if you don't I will be forced to punish you." And with that she returned to her normally chipper self and headed out the door.
'Defended before the fight started, she is getting better, ok I'll just go and sit and read my book on the couch… near my corner…' Walking away with her book in hand she jumped on the couch and slide her right foot under her, 'I hope she is happy, really, its not like anyone is her to look at me. Why would they?'
*****One hour later or to Sam 108 pages
A young women walked in with a young man arm around her waist, seemingly the same age. Tapping Marie on the shoulder, "Ma'am are you Marie?"
"Why yes I am and you must be the McFoxes. Nice to meet you, I got your letter and I'm glad to say we have a few girls here. If you would like I can take you around to meet them and…" Marie was interrupted mid sentence…"oh, thank you ma'am, but please call me Matthew and this is my wife Lucie. We are just so happy to here. We just want a family most of all a daughter," he finished his sentences he pulled his wife close as they both had tears streaming down there eyes.
"Oh, you dears don't cry. It's fine, you're fine. All the children are gathered in the living room if you want to see them," more composed then before they nodded and headed to the living room.
"Four girls… there all so cute."
"Sorry but there are five. That one sitting on the couch is a girl ,also. She is very distend being the oldest and all."
"Matthew look at them all… there all so cute. What are their names?"
"Katelynn is the one reading next to the love seat, 9. Becky is the little one playing with blocks with the two boys, 5 our youngest. Mattison, the girl playing with Barbie, 7. The one in the single couch is Katherine, 11. And then there is Samantha the one I pointed out early, 15 the oldest." As she finished she looked over to the delighted couple pointing, smiling, and softly talking to each other.
"Can we talk to them…? I mean, yeah talk to them?" Shyly the couple talked to each girl for a few moments before heading off to Marie's office to discuses things more.
*****In Marie's office
"Samantha, Mattison… come into the office now."
Slowly they pulled away from there play and walked in as Mattison quickly saw the people again and smiled widely, "Hi again Matthew and Lucie, how are you?" She chirped as she drug her foot across the carpet felling nervous. Sam stood there fingering the book in her hand as she looked right past Matthew and the wall into her own world were memories pasted by of the other times she stood in the same spot. She no longer felt that over welling excitement of thinking you would be adopted, nah, she knew better. Marie voice cut in slowly to the background of Sam's world until it was no more then a whisper.
"Now girls, Lucie and Matthew would like to know more about you so, they will be asking you questions. Mattison your first, Samantha go sit on the couch in the corner and Mattison your in the chair right here."
*****Half hour later or 73 pages
Mattison was done and now Sam was sitting in "the chair."
This time Matthew was to do the questioning. "So… do you like Samantha or Sam better?"
"It isn't a big deal to me. Marie calls me Samantha and everyone else calls me Sam. So I guess Sam," she was used to the routine. Simple questions, one after anther and like always as they got were basic answer with a flat voice.
"Um… ok Sam, what's your favorite colour? Mine is blue and Lucie's is green."
"Red and black and dark blue and purple. Mostly anything dark I don't like anything bright because it hurts my eyes and I can't stand pink unless it is a hot pink with black."
"Those are nice colors I guess… So what are some of your favorites like books, movies, foods, and TV shows."
"Movie is 10 Thing I Hate About You, Book- Speak, foods- pasta but mostly anything Italian but not tomatoes unless it is in sauce, TV shows- Raw Smackdown, Heat and Confidential, any wrestling show really." The questions continued for another 20 minutes with Sam replying almost robotically.
I do own Sam, Marie and the children and later on David
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short chapter sorry but if I added more it wouldn't make sense. Review and I'll post.
~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^between people
***** later that day
________ Next day… week… ect.
++ flashback.
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~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^That night~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~
"Sam get changed… look night, that's all I'm asking. Please?" Marie hurried around the house making sure the children look nice… well at lest presentable.
"Fine Marie I'll change," looking down she didn't see what was wrong with her clothes. Baggy black and red pants with chains crossing in the back, tight 'happy bunny shirt that read "Cute but psycho things even out" with red, black and green armbands made out of tights, that had holes cut into them so when she over lapped then you could see the colour, on her lower arms. "I look fine, whatever, I'll make her happy. Damn I can't find that shirt and where the hell are those nice black ones with the chains. Uh. Here they are…" Marie strolled on by the door and back up to look in, looking her up and down she sigh and defeatedly stated, "Ok, that works and you look fine and it didn't kill you did it? Now go out there and don't you hide in your corner. This time stay out in the open if you don't I will be forced to punish you." And with that she returned to her normally chipper self and headed out the door.
'Defended before the fight started, she is getting better, ok I'll just go and sit and read my book on the couch… near my corner…' Walking away with her book in hand she jumped on the couch and slide her right foot under her, 'I hope she is happy, really, its not like anyone is her to look at me. Why would they?'
*****One hour later or to Sam 108 pages
A young women walked in with a young man arm around her waist, seemingly the same age. Tapping Marie on the shoulder, "Ma'am are you Marie?"
"Why yes I am and you must be the McFoxes. Nice to meet you, I got your letter and I'm glad to say we have a few girls here. If you would like I can take you around to meet them and…" Marie was interrupted mid sentence…"oh, thank you ma'am, but please call me Matthew and this is my wife Lucie. We are just so happy to here. We just want a family most of all a daughter," he finished his sentences he pulled his wife close as they both had tears streaming down there eyes.
"Oh, you dears don't cry. It's fine, you're fine. All the children are gathered in the living room if you want to see them," more composed then before they nodded and headed to the living room.
"Four girls… there all so cute."
"Sorry but there are five. That one sitting on the couch is a girl ,also. She is very distend being the oldest and all."
"Matthew look at them all… there all so cute. What are their names?"
"Katelynn is the one reading next to the love seat, 9. Becky is the little one playing with blocks with the two boys, 5 our youngest. Mattison, the girl playing with Barbie, 7. The one in the single couch is Katherine, 11. And then there is Samantha the one I pointed out early, 15 the oldest." As she finished she looked over to the delighted couple pointing, smiling, and softly talking to each other.
"Can we talk to them…? I mean, yeah talk to them?" Shyly the couple talked to each girl for a few moments before heading off to Marie's office to discuses things more.
*****In Marie's office
"Samantha, Mattison… come into the office now."
Slowly they pulled away from there play and walked in as Mattison quickly saw the people again and smiled widely, "Hi again Matthew and Lucie, how are you?" She chirped as she drug her foot across the carpet felling nervous. Sam stood there fingering the book in her hand as she looked right past Matthew and the wall into her own world were memories pasted by of the other times she stood in the same spot. She no longer felt that over welling excitement of thinking you would be adopted, nah, she knew better. Marie voice cut in slowly to the background of Sam's world until it was no more then a whisper.
"Now girls, Lucie and Matthew would like to know more about you so, they will be asking you questions. Mattison your first, Samantha go sit on the couch in the corner and Mattison your in the chair right here."
*****Half hour later or 73 pages
Mattison was done and now Sam was sitting in "the chair."
This time Matthew was to do the questioning. "So… do you like Samantha or Sam better?"
"It isn't a big deal to me. Marie calls me Samantha and everyone else calls me Sam. So I guess Sam," she was used to the routine. Simple questions, one after anther and like always as they got were basic answer with a flat voice.
"Um… ok Sam, what's your favorite colour? Mine is blue and Lucie's is green."
"Red and black and dark blue and purple. Mostly anything dark I don't like anything bright because it hurts my eyes and I can't stand pink unless it is a hot pink with black."
"Those are nice colors I guess… So what are some of your favorites like books, movies, foods, and TV shows."
"Movie is 10 Thing I Hate About You, Book- Speak, foods- pasta but mostly anything Italian but not tomatoes unless it is in sauce, TV shows- Raw Smackdown, Heat and Confidential, any wrestling show really." The questions continued for another 20 minutes with Sam replying almost robotically.