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It was a bright and sunny saturday morning, and my parents were driving me to the Jackson's house again. They were leaving town again, but this time for buisiness. I loved how my parents had to leave all the time, but I hated it with a passion too. I missed them, but then I didn't because I was around Paris, Prince and Blanket all the time. But this week was going to be my birthday and da parents would be gone. I understand because this is a huge trip and they absolutely need to go o else they loose their jobs, but it still bothered me.
"Bye. I Amore you!" I told my parents as they drove off waving out of the window.
"So what do te want for your birthday?" Prince asked holding my hand and walking into the house.
"You don't need to get me anything." I detto modestly.
"Yes I do. Now do te want più jewlery? C.D.s?" Prince asked giving me a look that made me melt.
"No, no, no! All I want is you." I detto smiling shyly.
"Whatever. I'll figure it out." Prince detto mischeviously. I rolled my eyes. "Whats the matter babe?" He asked when I grew quiet. "Am I annoying you?"
"No! No, your not. I'm fine. I just wished my parents would be here for my birthday." I detto quietly, looking down.
"Oh. Don't worry about it! They'll be back in no time and I'm sure they will have a little celebration for you." He detto baciare me on the forehead.
"You always know the right things to say." I detto baciare him. We sat there on the letto baciare for a long time.
"LUNCH TIME!" Jaafar yelled downstairs. We pulled apart and walked into the kitchen. Katherine had made the worlds best grilled cheese sandwiches and we quickely ate them.
"Yum! That was delicious! Thank you." I told Katherine after I gulped mine down.
"You are welcome." She detto slowly nibbling at hers.
"Let's go swimming." Prince whispered in my ear. I nodded and we both excused ourselves from the table. We put our bathing Suits on and grabbed some towels, walking out of the house. Jaafar followed us.
"Ok. On the count of three were both going to jump in." Prince told me.
"Alright."
"One. Two. Three." We both stood there looking at each other smiling greedily. Neither of us jumped in.
"Ok. This time were jumping in. Seriously." Prince detto again. "One. Two. Three." We stood there again, neither of us jumping.
"Whatever." Prince detto picking me up like a baby and throwing me in the deep end of the pool.
"Rude much?" I asked jokingly. Jaafar was sneaking up behind Prince. He put one finger over his mouth, signaling me to not say anything. As he crept up behind him, Jaafar pushed Prince into the pool.
"What the?!" Prince said, his head coming back up. I couldn't hold my laughter in.
After we all got out and dried off, Jaafar and Prince left, but didn't tell me where they were going.
"Where are Prince and Jaafar going?" I asked.
"I don't know. But I bet they went to the mall to get te a gift." She said, painting her last fingernail in a light purple. "I wasn't supposed to say anything, but Prince was pissing me off today."
When Prince and Jaafar came back, they were both carrying bags.
"Watcha got there?" I asked as Prince and Jaafar began to sprint up the stairs, avoiding me.
"Nothing!" Prince detto slamming a door.
"Well its obviously something!" I yelled behind the door.
"No its not!" Jaafar yelled back.
Paris came over.
"Just ignore them. Let's go do your nails." She detto holding a bottle of light blue nail polish. I agreed and ignored Prince for the rest of the night.
"Why aren't te talking to me?" He asked.
"I'm not gonna until te tell me what te got me at the mall." I said.
"Ok." He walked away. I caved in. I couldn't ignore him.
I was already starting to like this trip(:

Hope te liked it!
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The successivo part of The Voice I hear inside my head will take place a week from the last part because it makes più sense. It took a long time even though I didn't leave town because I had a stupid softball game. But, I have spent a huge amount of time puking at the sight of Jaafar's face. So, the story is going to change and probably end in about a week o two. It really just depends pn how weak my stomach is. Every time I type his name I get sick to my stomach. It's not that I don't like him anymore, it's just that his face nauseates me. So Scrivere this story would be bad for my health. But I've decided to write another one to replace this one. The other one will be better becasue honestly The Voice I Hear Inside My Head was a pile of hot steaming elefante sh*t:p So I am so looking inoltrare, avanti to ending this story. The only reason I'm going to actually finish it is for the 3 people that liked it:)
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