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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***** later that day
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*****************************Wednesday morning**************************
"Hey Matt," Jeff said as he tried to catch his breathe from the sprint around the hotel room looking for the phone.
"Jeff… you ok? I mean today is the day…" Matt played with the phone card as Jeff began to speak.
"Matt, don't start, please. I had a rough couple of nights…My dreams… You know what? Never mind. I'm fine just tired… So how are you and Amy? Jay and Jake ok? And how are Adam and Kayla?"
"Everyone's fine, except you. You sure you want this man? I mean you haven't gone and no one is making you… So why…"
"Matt you don't understand. I have to go. If I don't then… I don't know but it just feels right. You understand… Never mind I have just have to, ok?"
Silence… nothing but the silence cutting at them both. " Matt, man it's a long drive and I got to go… I'll be late. See you in a while." He quickly hung up the phone before Matt could say anything. Then he sat forward and rubbed his neck sighing deeply. 'Again I found myself lying to him. To all the people to lie to but Matt. I really don't have to leave for another hour I just needed to get off the phone with him. Oh well. Forget it I'll just show up early." Standing up he grabbed his leather coat and headed out the door not knowing what was going to happen but whatever it was it just felt right.
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"Marie, she has been in OUR bathroom for over a hour. She only had to take a shower and she won't let me in. I have to go potty and the boys won't let me in theirs."
"Ok hun…" Slowly Marie started pounding on the door as the steady beat of Pearl Jam came through the door. "Samantha open this door right now. Open it up or I'll take it off the hinges. You got till the count of three…" Nothing Pearl Jam. "One… two…" Click and the door opened ajar. "Thank you and what were you doing?" She look at the bathroom counter and no longer needed to know. There was cover up bottles, black eye liner and equality as dark shades of eye shadow scattered across the counter."
Sam began to dump all her make up into a dour leaving only the eye liner out. She applied another layer of black eye liner on before turning to face Marie; "Done, happy now seeing as it's only, say, eight thirty in the morning on a Wednesday in the summer I'm going to make me some food. Please answer me this question please. I'm fifteen and I should be able to have one hour in the bathroom to get ready. So why don't I get it." She turned shut off the radio and walked out of the room before Marie could answer.
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'Stupid Michigan… never can find a good rock station…' He quickly swept through the radio channel as the steady and addicted melody of the guitar strikes his ear… "Finally a good song… I love Even flow… one of my favorite Pearl Jam songs…' He mind softly sang along as he made turns and ended up in from of the orphanage at 9:30. 'Wow I guess I drove for a long time. I should have been here forth-five minutes ago…'
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Ding dong ding…"Samantha get the door bell. Remember I'm expecting someone . Lead them to the office and I'll ve there in a minute."
Yelling back "Yea Marie, I know."
She walk over to the door and started out her shirt before opening the door to see a man in is twenties, tall about 6 foot wearing tight pants and a button up blue dress shirt with a baseball cap. Jeff Stand there nervous as ever… "Would you like to come in?"
"Yes thank you." Holding his hand out he added, "You must be Marie nice to meet you."
"Sorry but no, she will be with you in a minute. Would you please follow me to her office?" She shook his hand and let him into the office before stepping out.
'Wow, that was odd… she seems so familiar but not…' His thoughts were interrupted but the should of a hushed argument a few feet down the hall… He stood near the door and listened.
"Marie, you want me to entertain this strange man. Why?"
Samantha, please Mark just got sick and he is sick so I have to take care of him for a minute. Do something… Give him a tour and show him the kids. Please just do this for me."
"Oh great I'm a tour guide again… I'm the kid here…"
Jeff heard foot steps so he made a dive for the chair with just enough time before she walked into the room. She walked over and grabbed the only file on Marie's desk, 'Looking for boy, younger…" That was all the file said and, of course, no name. "So Sir, what is your name? And what type of child are you looking to adopt?" Her voice sounded shallow void of any emotion. Jeff seemed to sense that and that made her uncomfortable.
"My name is Jeff and I'm looking at a boy, youngish maybe eight to ten years old… maybe a girl… really anyone that stands out to me."
"Well sure, why don't you have a look at the files here? Would you like anything to drink? Oh… sorry would you mind me leaving I see one of the children has a problem. I'll be right back." She quickly walked out of the room and a sudden easy came upon her…
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'Wow, there are a few good ones…' He had the pile on his lap as one fell onto the floor. He slowly when to pick it up and when he did the child's photo fell out… 'That's that girl… Samantha… wow…' Just then Marie walked in "sorry for the wait one of the children was sick, I hope Samantha helped you some what."
"Well yes she did. She handed me these files to look at. Could you tell me more about these to?" He handed her back the files as he took off his cap and a mass of thin blue, purple, and green hair.
"Why sir I happen to like your hair… one of the children here wants to dye her hair like you. But Jon is seven years old, he likes sports and well… he is shy gets along well in school. He doesn't talk much at all. He has been here for 6 years."
"That's to bad and thank you. I seem to get more negative comments form adult older than me then good ones. What about Samantha?"
"Well Samantha is the girl I was taking about earlier. She is 14 likes wrestling and she has an incredible gift of writing. Although she won't show anyone. Great person to have as a few and when you need some help. She has no problem saying what she wants or thinks. Has great school grades but has been in quite a few fights and has had a few comments from teacher but high grades and meap scores. She has been here for over five years. She is truly the worst case I have seen. I mean for being sent to an orphanage. But she is a great child."
"Is there any way that I could talk to her? One on one."
Marie when on to explain how it works and everything…
I do own Sam, Marie and the children and later on David
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review and I'll post
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***** later that day
________ Next day… week… ect.
++ flashback.
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*****************************Wednesday morning**************************
"Hey Matt," Jeff said as he tried to catch his breathe from the sprint around the hotel room looking for the phone.
"Jeff… you ok? I mean today is the day…" Matt played with the phone card as Jeff began to speak.
"Matt, don't start, please. I had a rough couple of nights…My dreams… You know what? Never mind. I'm fine just tired… So how are you and Amy? Jay and Jake ok? And how are Adam and Kayla?"
"Everyone's fine, except you. You sure you want this man? I mean you haven't gone and no one is making you… So why…"
"Matt you don't understand. I have to go. If I don't then… I don't know but it just feels right. You understand… Never mind I have just have to, ok?"
Silence… nothing but the silence cutting at them both. " Matt, man it's a long drive and I got to go… I'll be late. See you in a while." He quickly hung up the phone before Matt could say anything. Then he sat forward and rubbed his neck sighing deeply. 'Again I found myself lying to him. To all the people to lie to but Matt. I really don't have to leave for another hour I just needed to get off the phone with him. Oh well. Forget it I'll just show up early." Standing up he grabbed his leather coat and headed out the door not knowing what was going to happen but whatever it was it just felt right.
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"Marie, she has been in OUR bathroom for over a hour. She only had to take a shower and she won't let me in. I have to go potty and the boys won't let me in theirs."
"Ok hun…" Slowly Marie started pounding on the door as the steady beat of Pearl Jam came through the door. "Samantha open this door right now. Open it up or I'll take it off the hinges. You got till the count of three…" Nothing Pearl Jam. "One… two…" Click and the door opened ajar. "Thank you and what were you doing?" She look at the bathroom counter and no longer needed to know. There was cover up bottles, black eye liner and equality as dark shades of eye shadow scattered across the counter."
Sam began to dump all her make up into a dour leaving only the eye liner out. She applied another layer of black eye liner on before turning to face Marie; "Done, happy now seeing as it's only, say, eight thirty in the morning on a Wednesday in the summer I'm going to make me some food. Please answer me this question please. I'm fifteen and I should be able to have one hour in the bathroom to get ready. So why don't I get it." She turned shut off the radio and walked out of the room before Marie could answer.
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'Stupid Michigan… never can find a good rock station…' He quickly swept through the radio channel as the steady and addicted melody of the guitar strikes his ear… "Finally a good song… I love Even flow… one of my favorite Pearl Jam songs…' He mind softly sang along as he made turns and ended up in from of the orphanage at 9:30. 'Wow I guess I drove for a long time. I should have been here forth-five minutes ago…'
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Ding dong ding…"Samantha get the door bell. Remember I'm expecting someone . Lead them to the office and I'll ve there in a minute."
Yelling back "Yea Marie, I know."
She walk over to the door and started out her shirt before opening the door to see a man in is twenties, tall about 6 foot wearing tight pants and a button up blue dress shirt with a baseball cap. Jeff Stand there nervous as ever… "Would you like to come in?"
"Yes thank you." Holding his hand out he added, "You must be Marie nice to meet you."
"Sorry but no, she will be with you in a minute. Would you please follow me to her office?" She shook his hand and let him into the office before stepping out.
'Wow, that was odd… she seems so familiar but not…' His thoughts were interrupted but the should of a hushed argument a few feet down the hall… He stood near the door and listened.
"Marie, you want me to entertain this strange man. Why?"
Samantha, please Mark just got sick and he is sick so I have to take care of him for a minute. Do something… Give him a tour and show him the kids. Please just do this for me."
"Oh great I'm a tour guide again… I'm the kid here…"
Jeff heard foot steps so he made a dive for the chair with just enough time before she walked into the room. She walked over and grabbed the only file on Marie's desk, 'Looking for boy, younger…" That was all the file said and, of course, no name. "So Sir, what is your name? And what type of child are you looking to adopt?" Her voice sounded shallow void of any emotion. Jeff seemed to sense that and that made her uncomfortable.
"My name is Jeff and I'm looking at a boy, youngish maybe eight to ten years old… maybe a girl… really anyone that stands out to me."
"Well sure, why don't you have a look at the files here? Would you like anything to drink? Oh… sorry would you mind me leaving I see one of the children has a problem. I'll be right back." She quickly walked out of the room and a sudden easy came upon her…
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'Wow, there are a few good ones…' He had the pile on his lap as one fell onto the floor. He slowly when to pick it up and when he did the child's photo fell out… 'That's that girl… Samantha… wow…' Just then Marie walked in "sorry for the wait one of the children was sick, I hope Samantha helped you some what."
"Well yes she did. She handed me these files to look at. Could you tell me more about these to?" He handed her back the files as he took off his cap and a mass of thin blue, purple, and green hair.
"Why sir I happen to like your hair… one of the children here wants to dye her hair like you. But Jon is seven years old, he likes sports and well… he is shy gets along well in school. He doesn't talk much at all. He has been here for 6 years."
"That's to bad and thank you. I seem to get more negative comments form adult older than me then good ones. What about Samantha?"
"Well Samantha is the girl I was taking about earlier. She is 14 likes wrestling and she has an incredible gift of writing. Although she won't show anyone. Great person to have as a few and when you need some help. She has no problem saying what she wants or thinks. Has great school grades but has been in quite a few fights and has had a few comments from teacher but high grades and meap scores. She has been here for over five years. She is truly the worst case I have seen. I mean for being sent to an orphanage. But she is a great child."
"Is there any way that I could talk to her? One on one."
Marie when on to explain how it works and everything…