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Post by Blake Patterson on Aug 3, 2010 15:17:44 GMT -5
Blakes day had taken a nose dive, the idea of a quite day in the house with the family. Well with any one who wasn't Lana who decided they wanted to play happy families, it was his idea of torture. Actually torture would have been preferrable to an afternoon with the old man, trying to make happy families and pretend like they were a completely normal family.
Blake walked towards his sisters room, the parents were out the back doing something which meant this was the perfect time to spring a jail break. Blake didn't bother to knock on the door, it wasn't like he ever needed to knock at least that was how he felt about it. What his sister thought about his issues with privacy ie lack of knocking was up for debate.
"Lana get your ass of that bed, we have to get out of here before they come back into the house. This afternoon will be absolutely torturous if we don't, you can't tell me you think that an afternoon of pretending to be one big happy family is your idea of a good time. Lord only knows what the moron has planned, maybe a sing long by the BBQ or screws under the finger nails." Blake said to her he had her jacket in his hand and was wearing a muscle top that showed of the tattoo that his father detested with a passion.
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Post by lanapatterson on Aug 3, 2010 18:00:29 GMT -5
While her brother was pissy aobut being in the house, Lana was quite content to be in her room. she was stretched out on her bed, clad in a pair of jeans and a lace camisole with her laptop in front of her. She was multi-tasking, watching a movie, working on a chemistry project and talking to a friend who just happened to live over in Spain. To anyone else, bouncing back and forth between writing out chemistry formulas and spanish conversation, it might have boggled the mind, but Lana was good with it.
her door was pushed open without even a knock, and without turning around, Lana knew that it was Blake. Her parents knocked. She rolled her eyes but didn't bother to stop what she was going. "One, do not come into my room again without knocking. I respect your privacy, you need to do the same. I am not a little girl anymore." She told him. "And two, I'm busy working on something...and you know what.." She stopped and turned onto her side, looking over t him. "if you weren't such a jackass to dad, maybe he wouldn't be so rough on you." Lana shook her head.
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Post by Blake Patterson on Aug 4, 2010 13:54:41 GMT -5
Blake grinned at her, "I'll bare that in mind the next time I want to get into your room in a hurry." Blake said to her with a smile that could almost be described as a smirk. "Now seriously, you can't really want to be here for captain fantastic's idea of a family get together. If I remember the last one correctly it resulted in an argument that lasted a week, and all of his shirts being turned pink. Some might call it petty I would say it was getting even for a lousy afternoon. Much of which he spent explaining how he was better than the rest of us, lording his moral superiority ove us lesser mortals." Blake said to her matter of factly. "You really expect me to hold my tongue through an afternoon of that, hell he doesn't expect me to hold my tongue. Its why he has done it in the first place." Blake said shaking his head.
He took his sisters attire in and thought that she would definitely need to put something less revealing on if she was actually going out. He also knew better than to say that alloud to her face however it didn't stop the thought crossing his mind.
"So afternoon of torture with the old man, or we get the hell out of here now and hopefully he won't notice that we're gone for at least another hour. By which time with luck we could be beyond the city limits and it would be worthless to turn around and come back." Blake said with a smile the idea of messing his fathers plans up was in his eyes anyway a good one.
A way to stick it to the old man with out having to do something really melodramatic.
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Post by lanapatterson on Aug 5, 2010 10:47:10 GMT -5
Lana looked up at her brother, rather irritated by this point. "Just because you loathe the thought of spending any time with any of your family, does not mean that I have to hate them as well." She answered sharply. "The last famiyl day ended in an argument because you can't keep your damn mouth shut." The blond closed her computer lid for a moment, moving up to her knees. "I don't expect you to do anything anymore because all you do is bitch and whine about how unfair life is...news flash Blake...life sucks at times..get over it." Lana was obviously not in a great mood.
With a heavy sigh, and a shake of her head, which caused long blond hair to shimmer in the afternnon light, Lana sat on her butt instead of her knees. She knew that if she stayed in the house, Blake would annoy the crap out of her and she would get nothing done work wise. "Fine, whatever...I'll just stop the work that I'm doing and leave alright?" she opened her computer, saved her work and said goodbye to the friend that she had been chatting with. Grabbing her jacket out of his hands, Lana found a pair of sandals and slid her feet into them before leaving the room.
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Post by Blake Patterson on Aug 5, 2010 13:38:05 GMT -5
Blake flashed her his playful smile, "Now I knew you would see things my way." Blake said pleased to see that this wasn't really going to be a fight he would have to have. "You know I always make it up to you, when you help me make an escape from my idea of hell." Blake said which wasn't necessarily true, though he did try to make sure that he showed his sister his form of love. Was he evern capable of showing that love, well that was open to debate as far as the old man was concerned. It was a possibility when he was thinking straight that he could be capable of something akin to love.
"I found this place last week which is about twenty miles outside the city, perfect place to sun bathe surf or play volleyball. Or just get awesome ice cream. I found it on the way back from the thearapist." he spat the last word out like it was something that was truly disgusting. "Its kind of like a cove, isolated and private... its probably private land but who cares. What is the worst that could happen, they charge us with tresspassing. Like that hasn't happened before." Blake said smiling again.
"Look you don't have to like my attitude but I am rescuing you from the house of personal horrors, so lets just have some brother sister time without the annoying father to interject the veiled insults that he usually does." Blake said to her.
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