Here's the second chapter. I hope you like it...
Oops forgot the disclaimer first time round here goes
Disclaimer: I do not own the pacifier, its characters or storyline etc…
I don't even own the DVD.
It had been two weeks since Zoë had acted childish and accused Shane of invading her privacy and it had been two weeks since Shane had stared out the window at Zoë and she had looked up and caught him. Shane tried to say he was checking the perimeter of the yard, but Zoë knew he had been looking at her a little to closely for that. And it had been two weeks since either one had slept properly.
He was fastly loosing control of the situation, every time she walked into the room he looked away knowing he had been caught staring, knowing she was probably laughing at him. Shane didn't know what to do; surely the other kids would start to notice something was amiss. He wasn't the superior in charge Lieutenant Wolfe U.S Navy Seal, hell he was acting like a boy hitting puberty drooling over the pretty girl. You wouldn't think he was a normal, calm, rational person she had him thinking about her all the time, it didn't help that she pranced around wearing skirts that were no wider than a belt displaying her long legs and all he could think about was running his hand up them.
Zoë who still hadn't sorted out her feelings for Shane was dragging her toes through the grass enjoying the tickling sensation when a shadow moved over her foot hoping it wasn't Shane, Zoë looked up into the sad eyes of her sister Lulu. "What's up munchkin?" she asked Lulu tilting her head in a concerned manner trying to be supportive, it was hard being a surrogate mum to her brothers and sister. She never knew what to say. Lulu sat with a thump on the grass beside Zoë drew a deep breath
"Zoë, how do you know if you're special?" Lulu queried looking at the ground. Zoë raised her eyebrows in confusion "Special how?"
"You know special, special." Lulu replied earnestly still looking at the ground. Zoë was dumbfounded 'her sister wanted to know about being special, Shit' Zoë stared at Lulu's bent head and tried to gather her thoughts. "Lu, everybody's special."
"No, I mean special to someone." Lulu mumbled. 'Ah' thought Zoë 'now we get to the crux of the problem'. "Well Lulu, everyone is special to at least one person. Your special to Me, Mum, Peter, Seth and you were special to Dad. That's a lot of someone's." Zoë hoped she was on the right track here, who knew parenting was so hard. "I know I'm special to you guys, but I mean outside the family like friends and stuff." Lulu at last looked up and watched her intently. Zoë's brow wrinkled in concentration and she couldn't answer Lulu's question because she was consumed by her own 'Am I special to anyone? Like Shane'
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