I'm In Miami Tr!ck-Skye-

[kacee aydin jameson]

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He had called Skye earlier, he was bored and needed some Skye in his life. He laid across his bed laying upside down staring at the ceiling, his phone in his scrolling threw pictures on Google. Something that consumed much of his boredom hours. He sat up suddenly and stared out into the hallway as he dad walked by dragging a large box. His interest meter peaked as he slowly stood and crept to his door peaking out. He preferred to avoid his dad and was never the one to start conversations with the man. It was like living with a complete stranger, he didn't even know his favorite color. He scratched his head and wrinkled his nose, why did his dad bring out the box with all the random junk he decided to collect threw out him and Ashlyn's childhood. He rolled his eyes and hurried past him and downstairs. Whew, that was a close one he thought sitting down at the stool in front of the T.V. He really had no clue why it was there and it looked outta place in the usually spotless living room.

He smirked, his dad always kept the downstairs so clean but once you ventured past that and up the dreaded stairs it was different. Kacee was a lazy teenage boy and really didn't bother to lift a finger when it came to cleaning. He left that up to ash and his dad, not that ash cleaned either. He looked down at his phone texting skye, where the flem r u?. He was beyond bored and not even Google could save him. He flipped on the T.V and I'm In Miami Trick by LMFAO began blasting loudly. He made his eyes wide and cocked his head. Maybe he'd go shopping. That guys shirt was pretty epic.

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[schuyler ann price]

Skye stepped on the gas pedal, looking flustered. She'd gotten his text, and laughed. She decided to get over there as fast as she could. She turned a few more corners, sighing when she reached his house. She felt very awkward suddenly. She was wearing her old uniform. She'd just gotten out of a video call with her old friends, and had decided to wear it for old times sake. She looked sharp in it, and a few people looked on as she stepped up the walkway to Kacee's house. She knocked on the door lightly, pulling her hat off and smoothing down her hair.

She looked a bit nervous, looking herself up and down. She was wearing a nice pair of navy slacks, a white t-shirt, with a matching navy overcoat. Her clothing had been up to standard, perfect standard, and her old teacher had commended her on it. Her hair was up in a tight bun, like she'd been forced to wear it most of the time in school. Her white gloves were even still on. She bit her lip, looking a bit shy now. She wondered who would open the door...

[kacee aydin jameson]

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As soon as he heard the knock he heard a loud thud from upstairs and his dads voice ring out, I'll get it'. Kacee made his eyes wide and jumped up quickly,

"We won't be needing any of that"

he said loudly putting his hand up to stop his dad mid-way on the stairs. Ever since his father over heard him talking to Skye over the phone he'd been over anxious to meet her and Kacee was extremely annoyed by the fact that his father was trying to act so interested in his life. The grown man stopped at Kacee's words and frowned and walked to the door anyway throwing it open. Kacee pushed past him and stopped looking down at Skye. His cocked his head as a grin suddenly appeared. He bit his lip rings then licked the tip of his finger touching Skye's arm making a loud sizzle sound,

"Oh my god Skye, you look....pretty hot"

he said with a short laugh as he glanced over his shoulder as he dad eyed her before he shook his head, "So this is skye? his father said seeming to be at a loss for words. Kacee hooked his arm to hers,

"Nice outfit, where'd you just come from?"

he asked heading towards the kitchen to get him and her something to drink.

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[schuyler ann price]

Skye had given the deer in the headlights look at first, seeming startled. She then grinned at Kacee. "Well, this is my old uniform from the Del Rio Military School. I just got out of a video call with them, when you called. I wasn't at home either, so I didn't bother to change. I was about a half hour away at a small military base..." she mused sweetly. "Amazingly, my Sargent gave me a compliment...which is unusual. But grown men need to learn to keep their eyeballs in their eye sockets. So many of the soldiers there kept staring at me." she looked bewildered for a moment. She then looked over at Kacee's dad.

"Yes, I'm Skye." she said softly, "It's nice to finally meet you, Mr. Jameson." she mused, and then followed Kacee as he seemed to drag her into the kitchen. She looked over at Kacee. "Too formal? I'm sorta used to it." she said with a chuckle. She took her free hand and pulled her hair out of the bun, letting it cascade down her shoulders. It felt good to let loose a bit, even if it was odd for Skye to do so.

[kacee aydin jameson]

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He raised an eyebrow pulling two bottles of water from the fridge walking over to the kitchen table sitting down handing her a bottle. He really didn't have a comment for her formal greeting to his father. He wasn't as upset of he first thought he would of been. He wasn't even sure what it was that made his anxious about his father meeting Skye in the first place but as his dad appeared in the kitchen doorway he couldn't help but groan and it wasn't a quiet groan or even a pissy ass mental groan. It was loud and obvious he didn't want the man there,

"Seriously, I'm trying to talk to my friend. I don't invade your personal time with the chick Cathy."

He said doing very well when trying to keep the sarcasm and agitation out of his voice. He turned back to Skye as his dad walked out. He opened his water taking a short drink grinning as she let her hair down. Best friend or not he was still a guy and she was still hot but he just couldn't see himself moving there with Skye, why ruin what they had going.

"So you were on a base? What was it like? And dear it shouldn't surprise you when guys stare it's only natural, andddd their on a base, nothing but guys around. Most likely going threw ass withdraw"

he said with humor in his voice.

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[schuyler ann price]

Skye looked up as his dad came into the room. She listened to Kacee snap at his dad, and she bit her lip to keep herself from speaking. When she thought his dad was gone, she turned and gave him an incredibly sharp look. She hated when people disrespected their parents. "That was rather mean. You're lucky to have your father. I'd kill to see my dad again." she muttered now, suddenly looking glum. She didn't like to think about it, but just the fact that her father wasn't even alive made her sad. She bit her lip and looked up at him again, looking apologetic.

"Sorry. I just really would kill to have my father back..." she muttered now, looking up at the ceiling as she opened her bottle of water, and took a swig of it. She gave a weak laugh, looking down at him now. "I'm not legal to them yet. And I've no interest in sex anyways. Plus the soldier that was acompanying me on the way to the conference room, was a Major. And she was a girl." she mused now, looking smug. "There were actually quite a few women there. It was refreshing. At my old school, there was literally only 5 girls there. And we all stuck together. All the time. At the base, there were as many girls as guys." she looked even more smug now as she looked at Kacee. She stuck her tongue out at him playfully, trying to stray from the topic of her father. Though, knowing Kacee, he may press her for what had happened. If he did, she'd tell him. If he didn't, she wouldn't.

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He could not help it at all when he rolled his eyes when she mentioned him being mean to his dad. He'd rather have his mother, runaway or not. His father never hurt him in anyway he just did not like him, period. He cocked his head at Skye and the same as at the pier he suddenly became interested in exactly what happened to her dad. He wanted to ask but wasn't the type to bring up painful memories. He gave a short nod as she spoke,

"Well....what exactly happened to your dad?"

he asked finally though he honestly didn't want to. Maybe it was just one of those, don't leave me alone in the dark things. He'd rather know everyone's secrets, their hurt and pain. Even if he couldn't make it better. He took another drink of his water, he appreciated her attempt to lighten the mood, and gave her a smile in return. So was she saving herself? Alot girls believed in that prince charming but with a couple bottles of liquor and a tab of acid prince charming could be anyone. From what she had told him, she had been a drinker. Maybe she had a bad experience that turned her away from it. He personally thought sex was the greatest thing since wheels.

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[schuyler ann price]

She flinched when he asked her what happened to her father. She breathed in heavily, and then sighed. "Let me first explain who my father was..." she muttered now. She sat down on a chair, and ran her fingers through her hair. "He was a soldier...like me. He was a Colonel in the Marines. And my mother was a Major in the army. We lived in Italy, and it was a rather peaceful city. We only lived there because that's where both my parents were stationed. Well, one night it was thunder storming, so badly you couldn't even see the streetlights. Dad was driving home from work. It wasn't the guys fault, it was just an accident. Well, my father and another guy got into a car crash. Dad hadn't been able to see the intersection to stop, and the man broadsided him. My dad died on the scene, but the man was just paralyzed..." she said softly, looking down at the floor.

"My mother told me that he had just left us, and that he wasn't coming back, then. But when I reached middle school, and was back in Del Rio, I caught her crying...whispering his name. I asked her why, and she told me he'd died...that's when I'd started drinking. Heavily, all the time. I'd skip school. I wouldn't leave the house. I'd lock myself up in my room and wouldn't come out. My mother had lied to me about my own father. And it hurt, you know? There's times I just want to crawl under a rock and never come back up. Just like you wanna lay there...imagine he's still there. Dream of a happy life again, and then reality hits you. And you know he's never coming back..." she whispered now, her hands shaking. She'd started crying now. She hated this subject.

"You may not get along with him, Kacee...but he's your father...you have no idea how much I'd give to have him back...and seeing you just...disrespecting him...it makes my blood boil...I know you only have your dad, Kacee...I understand that...but a mother figure isn't nearly as important as a father figure...just remember that...please? But that may just be my opinion..." she muttered softly, looking up at him. She wiped the tears from her eyes, and took in a few soft breaths to calm herself down. She didn't mean to go all emo on him, but she just couldn't help it. She hadn't spilled her guts like this before. "Mom never even knew why I had started drinking. She thought that I was just hanging with the wrong crowd...but it was really because I'd lost my father. It'd been better if he'd still been alive...but for her to tell me that he actually died...ugh..." she muttered.

[kacee aydin jameson]

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He seen the scene play out in his head. He would reach over the table take her hair in his hands and scream in her face that his father was nothing but a piece of shit. He shook his head barely and leaned back in his chair. He could feel the glare he was giving but couldn't rid of it. She was wrong, a father could never replace a mother. Kids grew up everywhere without a father, it was when the mother was absent that the child suffered. Even if she abused her child her absence would leave them hollow. Nothing was like a mother, nothing in the world. He watched her cry and typically he would try and comfort her and wipe away her tears he refused to get up from his seat. He took a breath to push down bad words that were near the tip of his tongue,

"Sorry for that, I am but you don't understand. That may be your opinion and how you think but not me. I don't want to argue with you but that bastard stole her away from me and for that I will hate him for the rest of my life. No amount of apologizes will fix it. Yeah it was her fault for running away but he didn't have to do what he did. Like I was just going to forget and go about as if she was never there. I don't work like that. When I love, I really love. I can over look any fault threw in my face, even hers. But he's different and I don't know why. I feel the same way towards my sister. She was just a baby but everything was fine before she came, maybe I'm just resentful but I can't let go of it"

he said looking away from her. He never in his life said aloud that it hated his father and it stung his eyes. This conversation was pissing him off and ruining his day. He felt like standing up and storming out. He took a drink of water to stop himself from biting down on the inside of his cheek. A habit of his anytime he was upset or stress. Skye was his best friend but she always stirred up turmoil in him and he hated it.

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[schuyler ann price]

Skye looked towards the ceiling, listening to him. She clenched her fist tightly, feeling pain well up in her heart. She breathed in slowly, trying to calm herself. She looked at his reactions, observing every emotion on his features. Sympathy welled in her gut, and she looked down at her feet, and ran her fingers through her hair. She sighed softly, rubbing her eyes. She stood up, lifting her head, looking shamed for what she said. He wasn't looking at her, and she hesitated for a moment.

She took silent steps to him, and gently took his hand, and then hugged him. "I'm sorry...I was out of place..." she whispered softly, and pulled back from him. She really didn't want to fight again. The last time she did killed her a bit, and she'd hated that feeling, and the emptiness that came with staying away from each other when they did fight. "We don't see the same way on certain things...I understand that...really well...but I'd rather not fight again, not now. I've only got a year left to be actually free. I want to have fun, not fight, before I leave. Maybe for good." she muttered now, leaning against the counter now. She bit her lip, running what the Major at the base had said to her earlier that day.

[kacee aydin jameson]

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He accepted her hug, and listened as she spoke. Her last words caught him off guard and he looked at her like she was stupid,

"What are you talking about?"

he said turning his head to face her as she leaned against the counter. He had heard what she said perfectly and felt his cheeks flush. Was she moving again? God he really didn't wanna lose her, she had become such a good friend and he could say that he actually cared for her. He might of even been able to say love. Kacee didn't like to give his heart out so easily because hearts got broken and he wasn't ready for that. Things would be so quiet without her. He finished off his bottle of water, more nervous than actually thirsty. He looked back to her and rolled his eyes, he felt like he was being so temperamental with her but he just could not help it in the least.

"Your going back to that fucking army base aren't you? Why?"

he said as he stood and tossed the bottle in the small green recycling bin that stood by the back door.

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[schuyler ann price]

She looked up at him when he spoke. He asked her about the military base. She bit her lip. "Not that one. I'm going to college first, but it'll probably be really close to here. I really don't want to leave. The Major offered me a scholarship, but I turned her down. I'm a soldier at heart, but I really don't know what I want to be as of yet. It keeps changing as new people come into my life." she then stopped, and then she shrugged. She really didn't wanna talk about this yet. "Nothing is official." she said, looking up at him. She drank the rest of her water, and then smirked. She diverted the conversation from her now.

"So, what do you want to do today?" giving him a pointed look, telling him to drop the previous subject, in fear of another argument starting. She ran her fingers through her hair, listening to the TV outside in the living room. The song was rather irritating. She disliked rap, and that is what was playing. She looked down at herself, if they went anywhere or anything, they'd have to stop at her house and let her change. Granted, she liked the outfit. But she really wouldn't be caught dead wearing this out in public. She'd rather wear the camo. Which she did have in her closet. She pulled her jacket off, and metal rustled as she did. She was wearing tags that she got from school with her rank and ID number, as well as her name. She shrugged at the noise, not really caring about it.

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He smiled and felt relived that she decided to change the subject. He really wasn't in the mood for any more emotions. Smiling was simple and easy enough. He watched her strip the jacket off and resisted the urge to laugh at the sounds it made. He stared at her as finally a grin pulled at the corners of his lips,

"You sound like Christmas time"

he said laughing. He walked over and began inspecting each and every little shiny thing. He was curious and liked to know things about her. He began pointing at them,

"Whats that?"

he asked and repeated the question several times. Part of him was trying to annoy her and the other part really did honestly wanna know. He jumped back away from her quickly as the song Chopped and screwed by T-pain came on. He wrinkled his nose and started dancing. Yeah, he felt like a big ass kid sometimes but what else was he suppose to do when he was bored? He put his hands on his hips looking to Skye,

"You want me, I know. But you see this belt...it's not coming off babe"

he said motioning towards the black studded belt. He cocked his head, maybe he would get a niffy little army outfits then they could match but he so wouldn't look right. He personally thought he's look better as a sailor or something. Those hats were awesome. Maybe he 'd join the air force and drive planes,

"This is the last thing I'm gonna say on the subject, when you ship off I'm coming too. I can do it, I like to think I'm rather disciplined but I actually plan on going to college with a wrestling scholarship."

he said as he then proceeded to flex for her.

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[schuyler ann price]

As he pointed at the tags around her neck, she blushed. "These are my mothers and fathers old tags from the army, mine are on here too, from my old school." she noted sweetly. She pulled the tags up and moved the other two out of the way of her own, and showed it to him. "We each got our own just in-case something happened. Because they didn't like us carrying around wallets with our ID's in them, so they gave us tags instead." she laughed softly, and then dropped the tags back down. She looked hyper suddenly, like she really wanted to do something. She didn't know what though.

She gave him a serious look when he said he'd be going with her when she shipped off, and a look of pain crossed her face. She didn't want him to follow her into the army, just because she was going there. She rather cared about him, and seeing him get hurt, or even hearing out it, would kill her a bit. He was her best friend. She bit her lip, and then hid the emotions on her features. She began to laugh when he started to flex for her. "I bet I could beat you in a wrestling match." she smirked at him, and then grinned. With her experience, she probably could, though she really didn't want to. She didn't like being competitive unless she was playing an actual sport.

She ran her fingers through her hair. "I'm hungry." she suddenly noted, watching him with a sly look on her features. "You haven't met my mother yet, have you? You saw her once, but never spoke to her." she then stopped. "Scratch that idea...she'd go nuts about meeting you, and I'm not ready for "the talk"," she said with a wide-eyed look.

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"Nahhh, I seriously doubt you could beat me in a wrestling match. After all it's what I do"

he said with a grin and raised eyebrow. He'd been in wrestling since he was old enough and it gave him the chance to release all pent up anger and frustration without taking it all out on those around him. He cocked him head and tried to imagine what it would of been like if he never discovered wrestling. He'd know for a fact he'd either be in rehab or a full time drunk. Wrestling made him stay clean, can't wrestle strung out can you. He snapped the thoughts in half looking and listening to Skye as she rambled randomly about her mother,

"'The talk'....still haven't got yours yet? Man I got that shit at 11 and I'm really not hungry. Gotta drop 4 pounds"

he said with a short laugh. It sounded weird if you looked at him and then heard him mention losing weight. Kacee was far from a big guy but could surely hold his own. He shrugged and moved to stand next to her before hopping up and sitting on the counter,

"Well, I can make you something. What sounds good, I'm killer at hamburgers"

he said looking down at her letting his fingers trail threw her hair.

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