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He nodded a little and watched. Cameron must be really tough. Or maybe just kind of reckless. What was he getting, anyways?

2015-09-18 03:31:52

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He removed the stencil. "Hows that look?" He asked.

Cameron looked at it. "Perfect. Lets to this."

"Wonderful." Jacques began setting up the tattoo machine.

2015-09-18 03:33:21

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He still couldn't make it out. Oh well, he'd get to see it later. He looked at Ivory. "I was kind of wondering. Why did Tassek text me on your phone? He seemed angry."

2015-09-18 03:35:33

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Ivory looked to Zane. "Like I said, Seculus was hungover so I was taking care of him. Tassek was home and automatically assumed I was cheating on you so I said if he was so certain about it, he could tell you himself."

Cameron looked to Ivory and Zane. "Do I need to take care of him? I'm not afraid to go back to prison."

Ivory looked to Cameron, frowning. "You've never been to prison."

"He doesn't need to know that, dear~"

2015-09-18 03:38:19

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"...please do not threaten Tassek. I am sure he means well." He glanced nervously at Cameron.

2015-09-18 03:39:57

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"I do understand he means well, but if this 'Tassek' hurts Ivory, well then he'll have some hell to pay."

"I can handle him Cameron, there's no need to worry. If anything you'll scare him. He was just assuming things, and that gets no one anywhere."

Jacques moved back to Cameron, tattoo machine in hand. "Alright, here we go." He took one of Cameron's hand, and began to work.

2015-09-18 03:45:34

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"I am sorry if he was bothering you and I missed it, I will try to talk to him."

2015-09-18 03:52:48

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"There's no need. I got it, really. Like I said, I can handle hi-"

The needle penetrated the skin, and Cameron let out a soft gasp of pain. Instinctively, he grabbed Ivory's free hand with the one Jacques wasn't working on.

Ivory looked to Cameron, frowning again. "I /told/ you it'd hurt!"

2015-09-18 03:55:20

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He reached over and patted Cameron on the arm. "Do not worry, it will be over soon, and probably be worth it."

2015-09-18 04:01:36

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Cameron smiled, but tightened his grip on Ivory's hand. "It will be, but god /damn/ if you weren't as dead as Lance is, I'd probably would of broken your hand by now Ivory."

"If you were Lance you'd know not to get a tattoo on your wrist." Jacques spoke.

2015-09-18 04:05:12

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"That is true as well. Maybe you should hold a stress ball or something instead?"

2015-09-18 04:07:04

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"Nah, Ivory's hand is softer."

"Just breathe. If you pass out from holding your breath, I'll be extremely pissed. I'm almost done."

2015-09-18 04:08:44

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"...well, technically speaking, not really. Stress balls do not have bones or nails...please do not pass out."

2015-09-18 04:11:55

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"And the stress ball won't tell me how well I'm doing, dear."

The machine shut off for a moment. "Done. Now switch hands Ivory, but be careful."

Ivory let go of Cameron's hand to slide across the room, pulling Zane with. Once Jacques moved to his other wrist, she took Cameron's hand.

2015-09-18 04:15:02

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"Actually, I think there is something that measures your pulse. Oh. That is right. I have a doctor's appointment every six months. ...will that be a problem when he realizes my illness has mysteriously disappeared along with my heartbeat?" He pushed them along with his foot until they were on the other side of the room.

2015-09-18 04:17:57

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"That might be a problem." Ivory answered him. "I'll tell Lance to work out something for you."

Cameron chuckled. "You could always have that one guy...who was it...Cale! Ah! Yes. The man with a ponytail who always seems to loathe Ivory. You could always have Cale fake your death for you."

2015-09-18 04:23:53

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"Are those really his only distinguishing features? Hm...I do not know, that might be hard since I would have to continue going to my job."

2015-09-18 05:53:19

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"And Ivory has to continue taking medication before she does something stupid like come out to a Disney princess."

“Hurry up, Snow White! We don’t have all day.”

“Just let me put on a bit more sunscreen. My mom doesn’t want me to burn again.” She spoke as she moved her shoulder length hair to one side to rub sunscreen on her shoulder. Ivory wrinkled her nose at the smell, but it was better than being as cooked as a lobster for the next week. Her arms were already coated with sunscreen, some of it still remained on her black t-shirt from her rushing, and a black skirt covered mostly of her legs pretty well.

“Forget the sun protection, lets go” Cassandra took the bottle from her and put it in her bag before pulling Ivory to the rest of their waiting friends. The sun beat down on to them as the small crowd of about 5 or 6 people entered Disney World, which was a tradition for them to go to every summer.

“So you’re….5’1 now, Snow White?” The younger version of the spiked brown haired male asked her, his hair now much longer, and no where near as much gel in his hair in this memory. “Now we can go on all the rides without making you wear heels.”

“Very funny, Jack. I’ve been able to go on all the rides sense I was 10. I just haven’t grown that much, is all.”

“And that’s all tall as you’ll ever be.” He laughed.

“Yeah, yeah. You say that every time I grow an inch.”

“Well this time I’m serious. Come on, Snow White, you might meet your twin here.”

Ivory exhaled. “Please stop calling me Snow White. You know what my name is.”

“Okay, Snow White.”

Some time passed and now Ivory’s friends were grabbing themselves lunch at a restaurant she was sitting outside of. Ivory of course, was munching away on an apple she brought with her. A few feet from her, princesses were conversation about….well she didn’t really care. She looked the opposite way as she took another bite of your apple.

“You come here alone?” Someone next to her spoke up, she jumped in surprise.

When she turned her head, she saw Snow White before her. The disney princess one,not herself.

“Oh!” She shook her head immediately. “No,no. My friends are eating right now. They’ll be back soon.”

“Okay then. I will sit with you until they return.” She smiled. “Is anyone of them your prince charming.”

She paused and stared at her apple.

...Prince….

Charming?

Uhh. Haha. About that. She swallowed the bite she took.

“Well, I do not have a prince charming….but I have yet to find the perfect princess to charm either.”

Snow White sighed and looked at the group of other princesses. “Yeah, me neither.”

Just then her friends exited the restaurant, laughing. “Well, I must be going. Looks like my friends are waiting.”

“Well, enjoy your time here. Oh, and please put some sunscreen on. Your arms are getting a little pink there.”

Of course, Cassandra wouldn’t give it back.

It was the next morning, and Ivory was now in the kitchen, rubbing aloe vera gel over her arms. The sound of heels clicking were heard as a woman in a pants suit stepping into the room. Her chocolate brown hair was put up into a high ponytail, and her entire presence seemed like a professional one. she frowned at the sight before her once she saw Ivory.

“I told you to keep the sunblock on you!”

She looked down at her legs, they got it too. “I did. It must of worn off.”

“You must of just forgotten to apply it again. You need to remember those things. I can’t help you if you get skin cancer.”

“I know, mom.”

“Did you at least eat something while you were there?”

“I had an apple.”

“What is wrong with you and not eating in public?! Girls your age shouldn’t have those problems. I’d question if you had an eating disorder but I know you well enough.”

Of course she knew that.

“Anyways, the office called. Looks like I’m needed again. Don’t wait up for your father, and it’s Saturday so I don’t know what time I’ll be home.”

“Yes mom. I know.”

“I /know./ You know. Also rub that on your chest to. I can see the burns from a mile away.”

Her mother turned and started to leave, putting on her sunglasses.

...Should she do it?

“Hey mom…” She called out.

Her mother turned. “What.”

No. It’s not a good time.

“Nevermind.”

Once her mother was long gone, Ivory immediately open the cupboard, and started to retrieve snacks. No, she was not moving for the next few days. She retreated to her room, setting the snacks on the the floor next to her bed. Next, she made her way to a cabinet, which contained a large set of movies. Her fingers moved over the titles, before grabbing the first Twilight movie, and retreated back to her room.

"Now I wouldn't do something /that/ stupid, but yes, Cameron does have the right idea."

2015-09-18 06:04:45

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He blinked, then snorted, putting a hand to his mouth to stifle more laughter. Okay, so seeing her friends and meeting her mother kind of pissed him off, but the context of the rest of the content was funny.

2015-09-18 06:11:22

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She looked to Zane for a moment. "What are you-" Then it hit her. Her eyes widened and she frowned. "Oh no."

"Did I trigger something, luv? Whoopse. Guess Lance could of kept his mouth shut. Then again, I'd be laughing too if my wrists didn't feel like it was being stabbed." Cameron grinned.

2015-09-18 06:14:07

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"I did not think that was a literal statement at first. It was not Lance's fault, though." He chuckled.

2015-09-18 06:16:44

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Ivory looked away from the two of them. "It wasn't my /greatest/ moment in life."

"But even Zane here agrees that you're embarrassed reaction to it makes it priceless."

2015-09-18 06:21:42

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"It was not nearly as bad as you think. Technically just a casual conversation."

2015-09-18 06:25:29

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"Yes it was. You can't even sugar coat it." Cameron corrected.

"Done." Jacques spoke. "Now let me go get some gauze to cover it." He stood up from his chair, and left the room.

2015-09-18 06:28:32

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"What do you mean? She did not even react like it was a big deal."

2015-09-18 06:30:39