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Post by Amélie Grey on Mar 16, 2007 15:48:38 GMT -5
Worried, Amélie nodded. "Oui. I mean yes. I hope you feel better soon." As she watched Callie leave, Lucas came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her neck. "Everything okay?" She smiled. "I hope so." She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Are you having fun?" "A lot more than I thought I'd have. What about you?" Amélie looked out at the sparkling lights and tasteful silver balloons and remembered the disastrous memories of her college formal. This was a million worlds away from it. And this, this was a million worlds away from France. But, for the first time since arriving, she felt... like she was home. Maybe la belle France wasn't meant to be the home of her soul, maybe it was here. She looked into Lucas's chocolate brown eyes. "You know," she smiled. "I really am."
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