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[elizabeth anne thatcher]

elizabeth anne thatcher

Elizabeth walked out of her dad's office. not to mention she slammed the door as well. He was just being complicated again. Making the dumbest of rules though he could never enforce them. He was worse now thanks to the new lady in his life. The co-owner of the camp. Personally, Elizabeth didn't even know what he saw in her but she ignored it just like her father would ignore her.

As Elizabeth slammed the door, she huffed as loud as she could. "He's so annoying," she complained as she walked back over to the parking lot. She climbed into her pink punch bug and grabbed her cell phone from the passenger seat. she quickly sent a text to her sister before finally closing it and sliding into her pocket. Elizabeth hopped out of her car, keys in hand, and locked it before walking away. She looked around biting her lip. Not many people were there yet due to the fact that it was still early. No one ever wanted to be early. Being daughter of the owner, she was asked personally to be early. Either that or it was because she was a counselor. Still, she'd rather be home in bed. It was summer for god's sake. Waking up at eight wasn't her idea of starting it out right. Elizabeth finally stopped looking and stopped looking like a fool and started walking. The least she could do was check out her cabin. She didn't make it far when she saw a bench. "Perfect," Liz thought and sat down slowly.

She looked at the scenery, acknowledge all of the trees. Well, there were atleast a few. Elizabeth let out a soft sigh. Why was everything so... simple? Well, at least right now it was simple. She was kind of looking forward to this summer. What kind of drama would happen? Who would she meet? Hopefully some cute boys. She'd never admit this to her sister but she is kind of jealous of the fact that she is engaged to such an awesome guy. She'd never imagine of taking him though. Never, ever. She was just jealous of the fact that she had someone who loved her and someone who was actually nice. Lucky duck. Thing is, Elizabeth wanted that too. Someone to love her and care for her. It was hard to go to movies or even the mall. All those couples, all that love. Elizabeth's face turned into a frown. She was the girl who flirted though. Being single did have it upsides. No big deal if she flirted with random guys. Elizabeth pursed her lips together before finally getting up. "Maybe I can take one last swing at dad?" she thought before making her way back to the office. She walked slow, not in a hurry. When she left her dad, Adeline was just walking in. She'd give them time, not like she wanted too though. There was a possibility though that he would forget about the earlier fight and agree this time. Elizabeth smiled and crossed her fingers. A childish action but hey, there were no rules against it. Liz went over to her car really quick and pulled a cigarette out. She lit it up. Inhaling deeply, she let it out slow. It made her feel calm and organized. Such a sweet sensation from such a mere cancer stick.

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[aimée marie thatcher.]

[Aimée Marie]

Aimée jumped a foot in the air when her phone in her back pocket buzzed, waking her from her nap. She was sprawled across the bed in the back of her VW Bus, taking a nap. Well, she was at least before her phone went off. "Jesus fucking christ, Beth," she grumbled, sliding her phone open and clicking 'read'. Her text was from Beth. She rubbed her eyes and read about her recent tiff with their dad. Aimée groaned and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, sitting up slowly. Her head spun for a second as she blinked a few times getting everything into focus. Hm... a cigarette would be amazing, and then I'll go find Beth. She nodded at her logic and pulled herself out of her van, stumbling on the ledge of the door, causing her to tumble out of her car, landing sprawled on the grass. "Bloody perfect," she grimaced, hoisting herself up and brushing herself off.

Today just didn't seem like her day. Not in the slightest. She was almost done with her pack of cigarettes, almost done meaning she had half of the pack left, she fell out of her van, and she was stuck in rural Ohio for the rest of the summer. But miraculously, bumfuck, Ohio had cell phone service. She quickly sent a text to Beth telling her not to do anything rash that would set dad off and that she was coming to find her before lighting up a cigarette. She inhaled the cancer stick and a smile formed on her pretty face.

Smoking was more than just a habit to her, she liked it. She liked the feeling it gave her, she liked the taste of the tobacco, hell she even liked the smell of it. Most people she knew smoked to 'be cool' or to 'fit in', not because they actually liked it. She knew she probably shouldn't like smoking, she knew others who smoked and they said they loathed it and that the only reason they did it was because they couldn't stop. For Aimée, that wasn't the case at all. Well... that was a lie, it was partly the case. She couldn't quit even if she tried but she still liked it. She really hoped she'd continue to like it otherwise she'd be fucked.

AImée walked forward, cigarette safely between her lips as she exited the parking lot and walked under the 'welcoming' (more like foreboding) archway with the words Welcome Campers! etched into the wood. A grimace appeared on Aimée's face as she looked up at it. Welcome my ass...

[/i] she thought to herself. She took another drag off of her cigarette as the administration building loomed ahead of her. Part of her was glad to be there, she was glad to spend more time with her sisters and Keith away form home but another part of her was dreading spending all that time with her dad. None of the sisters had a very good relationship with their father... ever since their mother had died, he had taken a refuge in his work. It was hurtful for the girls who had looked up to him in their time of need. Instead of being a good father and taking care of his children, he vanished from fatherhood and was the manager of the camp, not the father of three heartbroken little girls.

Aimée sighed and took another long drag form her cigarette when she spotted a flash of black hair. She'd found her sister. Her eyes widened when she was heading in the direction of her fathers office. There was a 'do not disturb' sign on the door and Aimée was afraid of what either girl would find if they entered the room. "God dammit, Beth," she growled, taking off into a run so she would beat her sister to the door. Running was not helping her tar coated lungs. In fact, she couldn't breathe at all. She tried her best to ignore it though. She could hold her breath for a record amount of time and it was coming in handy now. Aimée reached her sister in just enough time to grab her upper arm to stop her. Her breath came in ragged gasps and she started coughing heavily, the cause of all the breathing trouble still clutched in between her index and middle finger on her left hand.

"Beth!" She panted once she managed to regain her breath. "A) there's a 'do not disturb' sign on the door, and B) you just fought with him, he's not likely to forget that. He'll probably freak out more and send you do do some dreadful job," she explained, taking another drag from her cigarette, ignoring the slight burn she felt as the smoke traveled down her dry throat into her lungs. Aimée let go of her sisters arm and leant against the railing, catching her breath and flicking her finished cigarette over the edge.[/blockquote]


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[elizabeth anne thatcher]

elizabeth anne thatcher

Elizabeth's cell started to vibrate in her back pocket. She pulled it out swiftly and looked at the screen. If was from Aimee, of course. It was telling her not to do anything rash. Elizabeth huffed with a smiled on her face. She was known for doing things in the spur of the moment. She just found entertainment when her dad got pissed off, it was funny to her. Even though she would do those things, she made sure she'd never get her sisters involved. They had their own ways of dealing with the pops, just like Elizabeth had her own. Elizabeth deleted the message and slid her phone back into pocket. She probably does that one thousand times a day, but hell, like smoking, it's an addiction.

Elizabeth looked up to see a flash of red hair coming her way. "Aimee," she smiled as she yelled across the short distance. She continued walking over to her little sister when she broke off into a run. Elizabeth frowned and raised an eyebrow, her sister was never this excited to see her. Elizabeth stood at a stand still on the sidewalk. Aimee came up and grabbed Liz's arm, hard. She looked at the hand on her arm and then up at Aimee's face.

Her sister yelled her name in that tone like she had done something wrong. "What?" Elizabeth asked, confused. She hadn't done anything wrong yet. Yet, the key word. Something would probably happen sooner or later today. Either that or it would wait for the next day. Elizabeth pursed her lips, seems like a new habit was forming. She was brought back to reality when her sister went on with A and B crap. "What are you talking about?" Liz asked, looking at her sister completely dumbfounded, "I was heading over to my bug." Liz watched Aimee take a drag from her cigarette. She inhaled the second hand smoke softly. A sensation washing over her. She immediately wanted hers but they were in the car. Which she was doing until she was interrupted. "You know, you really shouldn't run after just smoking," Liz pointed out and stuck her tongue out at Aimee.

Elizabeth walked away from the administrative building and started walking over to the parking lot. She knew Aimee would be right behind her. "So what were you doing before you attacked me?" Elizabeth asked and smiled. She took the keys that were in her hand and unlocked the pink bug. She opened the car door and climbed in. She grabbed the pack of cigarettes from her little compartment on the passenger's side and the lighter that was conveniently next to it. She looked at the handful of things in her hand. She quickly clipped the keys to her jeans and climbed back out of the car. She pulled a stick out of the pack and threw the pack into her car before slamming the door shut. She lit up the stick and took a puff of it. She turned her head to blow it out without spraying it in Aimee's face. "So where's Keith, Aim?" Beth asked looking around. Parking lot still empty due to the first day and it still being early morning. Elizabeth leaned against the car and took another long drag. Why couldn't she have that? What her sister had. She pushed the thought away. She'd leave it for tonight when she was alone or to some extent, alone. Her younger sisters were lucky they were all on the same team or whatever it was called. Liz on the other hand was stuck with people she didn't know.

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