Oh joy, progress reports day. Big surprise I made the honor roll. Bigger surprise, Nick Baker nearly had a heart attack because he got an A-. The freak. Turns out it should have been a regular A and it was a computer mark or something. Like I care? No, not really. Though, I would have paid good money to see the computer screw up and give him like a
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Hello?
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*spots his car*
St. James, I can't decide if you have great timing or you are one hell of a stalker.
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Maybe I'm both.
*walks up to her kissing her*
Miss me?
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*hugs him, pulls away slowly*
So, i'm supposed to ask if you will be shacking up with me this weekend since my parents are headed to Vegas. Though, I was also supposed to ask if you possibly wanted to go to Vegas. Daddy offered to get us a suite for the weekend and Mom offered to stock the fridge if you wanted to stay.
What kind of spell did you put on my parents, Eric?
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*looks at him, gestures with her hands while trying to find the words*
Do you like the army? Is this what you plan to do for a career or is this just a temporary thing? Because if you don't like it, that's fine, but if you do? I can...I'll go to Mrs. Morgann and I'll find out how she does the supportive significant other thing because I want to do right by you. I just, I don't understand why this is boiling over right now.
*shrugs, looks kind of lost*
I'm just not used to loving someone like I love you.
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I..I don't know. I haven't given it much thought. Before I met you, I could have cared less. I was just waiting for my time to come up. It wasn't my plan to join, my parent made me. But, since meeting you I don't know, I care more. I care what we're doing here. I look at Captain Morgann and I see that the life isn't that bad of a choice.
*looks at her concerned*
I wasn't expecting you, to be in love with someone, to care about anything other than wheres the next party. This is all new territory for me. If I am not getting it right, I'm sorry.
*rubs her arms*
I don't want what I do for a living to be hard on you.
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You aren't doing anything wrong, Eric. I guess that I've just been thinking about things. Honestly, it scares me that if you were sent off or got hurt, that they wouldn't be at liberty to tell me anything. I'm just your girlfriend and to the military, that isn't anything.
I know that there is a lot of things that are classified regardless of your relationship to someone, but nearly everything is classified to me now. In case you haven't noticed? I suck at not being able to get answers.
*smiles at him*
I think you should do what makes you happy. It's not like I didn't know you were a soldier when we met, hell the uniform was part of the initial attraction. Just know that no matter what, I'm going to do what I have to in order to support you. I promise you that.
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*looks into her eyes*
I won't leave you in the dark eiether, if I can help it.
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Forget everything I ever said about your driving. Just get us there.
*jumps into the passenger side of the car*
Oh my God. We're going to do this. Summer St. James Okay that doesn't suck, so let's do this.
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Do we need to stop at your house for anything? I need to grab some things out at the base. But it'l only take a minute.
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Ok. We have a choice. we can risk telling my parents and giving my dad the chance to give me away, or I can just use the credit card he gave me and remind him that he did offer to pay for my wedding one day and offered to put up in a Vegas Suite, we just decided to combine the offers and take advantage of it now.
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Thats gonna have to be your choice baby. Theres always a chance he'd not be too happy and try and talk us out of it. But I understand you wanting him to be there. In the end you gotta figure if you regret him not being there more than if he was upset for us doing this.
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*squeezes his knee*
Wow. We're clearly insane. You realize when I got back to school sporting a wedding band everyone will assume you knocked me up, right?
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*smiles, frown, smiles*
You aren't are you? I mean we're careful and stuff. You aren't are you. It'd be okay, I'd be cool, but that mean a hell of a lot more paperwork.
*looks at her questioningly*
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No, Eric, I am not pregnant. Hello, I am faithful with my birth control and you provide back up protection. I may be willing to become your wife, but I am no where ready to become a mom.
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Oh, man. Okay good. Cause that would be out of my range of ability to cope with.
You think you'll have it rough, try going back to the base and telling the guy I married a high schooler. That'll give them weeks of ribbing material.
*looks over at her and smiles*
Though I can take it.
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