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		<description><![CDATA[This is what I&#8217;m editing in my Midinghters fan fic now   Saturday 12:16P.M. Unfrozen ~Jessica Jonathan&#8217;s Car “JESSICA?” Jonathan spun around in disbelief. “Uh, hi.” Jessica looked around the car. “Doesn&#8217;t look like it&#8217;s midnight yet.” “Yeah, it&#8217;s not.” Melissa muttered. “Then why the heck am I here?” “Yes, ask me because I just [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=theideallife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3398602&amp;post=6&amp;subd=theideallife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<div><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Vrinda;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;"> </p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">Saturday</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">12:16P.M.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><strong><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">Unfrozen</span></strong></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><em><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">~Jessica</span></em></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="text-decoration:underline;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">Jonathan&#8217;s Car</span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“<em>JESSICA?” </em>Jonathan spun around in disbelief.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Uh, hi.” Jessica looked around the car. “Doesn&#8217;t look like it&#8217;s midnight yet.”</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Yeah, it&#8217;s not.” Melissa muttered.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Then why the heck am I here?”</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Yes, ask me because I just have all the answers.” Melissa rolled her eyes.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Sorry.”</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Jess, there are twelve more hours until midnight.”</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Yeah, I kind of noticed.” Jess said the same moment Melissa said, “Thank you, Dr. Obvious!”</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“This isn&#8217;t an eclipse thing either.” Jonathan said. “Should we call Dess?”</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“No, not yet. Not unless she disappears and it happens again.” Melissa said. Jessica really wanted to see Dess again, but she&#8217;d be graduating soon and then she could come with them across the country. Rex could probably come, too. Then they&#8217;d all be back together again.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Well, I guess we should go get something to eat.” Jonathan turned back to the road and started driving again.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Fine by me,” Jessica said, enjoying being actually riding in a car again, “but, just so you know, my eating pattern is permanently screwed.”</span></span></span></span></p>
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<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">Saturday</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">12:31P.M.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><strong><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">Speed of Light</span></strong></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><em><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">~Axellia</span></em></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="text-decoration:underline;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">The Enjersons&#8217; Car</span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“You were awesome, Zelli.” Heather told her as they got in the car after her game.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Thanks.”</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“I mean you ran all the bases in, like, a few seconds!” Heather didn&#8217;t even know. That was slow for Axellia, after last night, when she was sure she could run at the speed of light.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Duthansle.” Axellia said &#8216;double thanks&#8217; in their secret language.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Welcoo, Zel.” Heather said &#8216;You&#8217;re welcome.&#8217; Axellia thought they were in major need of a new language; the old one was so obvious.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Shi Pen?” Zel asked, &#8216;How&#8217;s Pen?&#8217;</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Obasnolway.” Translation: &#8216;Obnoxious, as always&#8217;</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“So, prood?” English: &#8216;So, pretty good?”</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Giss.” &#8216;I guess.&#8217;</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Will you two stop speaking your jibberish?” Grandma Tessa asked.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Fiwenell.” Zel told her grandma.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Axellia?”</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Fine, we will.”</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Good, now we need to pick up your sisters, Axellia.” Zelli; her little brothers, Keith, Nigel, and Trevor; her big sisters, Kairabelliannae and Keeli; and her oldest brother, Colin, had lived with their grandma since their mom remarried.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“If Bell and Keel are going to Heather&#8217;s house, can Heather come with us?” Zelli asked.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Actually, Kairabelliannae and Keeli are going to dance with Cara and Lara, not staying at the house.” Zelli didn&#8217;t understand her grandmother&#8217;s need to call everyone by their full name. She was especially strict when it came to Axellia&#8217;s and Kairabelliannae&#8217;s names.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Fine.”</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"> </p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">Saturday</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">12:35P.M.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><strong><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">Hot Meal</span></strong></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><em><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">~Jessica</span></em></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="text-decoration:underline;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">A Restaurant</span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">As they walked into the restaurant, the air was filled with the smell of fresh food. Jessica inhaled deeply and Jonathan smiled at her. It felt weird to be holding his hand and not flying. She didn&#8217;t want to go back, though. She never wanted to be trapped there again.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">They sat down at a table in a near vacant area of the restaurant. A waitress walked up. She looked them over, three teenagers; one sitting so close to the window that she was practically glued to it; one with big headphones, music on full blast; and the last calmly reading the menu to himself. Jessica didn&#8217;t think they looked odd, but then again, all she could concentrate on was the smell of food. “Are you ready to order?” the waitress asked.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Uh, yeah.” Jonathan seemed to order the whole menu. Jess chose everything that sounded like she would get it fast and warm. Melissa got a salad and a soda. The waitress gave her a thankful look.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"> </p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">Saturday</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">12:55P.M.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><strong><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">Dead</span></strong></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><em><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">~Jonathan</span></em></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="text-decoration:underline;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">A Restaurant</span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">After they had all devoured their food, Jess seemed to fall asleep in her chair. Jonathan ordered more food, the waitress giving him a martyred look. When the food had been brought over, Melissa gave a small gasp. “What?” Jonathan asked. But Melissa was shaking Jessica.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Jessica! Jess wake up!” Melissa was saying.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“Melissa, what in the name of Carlisle are you doing?” Jonathan asked.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">“She needs to WAKE UP!”</span></span></span></span></p>
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<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;padding:0;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">I have a fanlib account but I thought it would be nice to have a blog for my stories, too.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;padding:0;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">So, I think I&#8217;ll post bits that I&#8217;m working on on this page and make a page for my other stuff.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="font-style:normal;text-decoration:none;padding:0;" lang="en-US"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Albany, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span style="background:none transparent scroll repeat 0 0;">If that makes sense&#8230;</span></span></span></span></p>
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