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[Reece Turner]

Reece slowly lowered her eyes when she pressed in close to him and her arms wrapped around his waist which somehow... felt wrong? It always did with anyone expect Aracelli. He knew that it was mainly because he was entirely too comfortable in the possition he and Celli found themselves in. He couldn't believe he'd had half the courage to break up with her since they were basically attached to the hip where the other was concerned. Reece finally her words broke his thought patterns and he smiled softly kicking the bike stand in and moving backward so he could turn the bike around.

"No such luck. I need my employees to wow my customers and you sure do have the wow factor. Hold on."
He said over his shoulder before kicking the bike into action and pulling away. They headed out and the girl's grip grew tighter and as the trip went, it seemed she was enjoying it more then she did the horse riding. He was firm, steady so he was certain it didn't hurt her to cling to him. Maybe another reason was that the bike didn't bounce where the horse did.

Each time she squealed he gave a laugh until they finally pulled into their drive bring the bike up beside the SUV. He was a bit disappointed to see the SUV there. It meant that one of the twins or both of the twins were home. Reece wrinkled his nose as he killed the ignition and flicked on the bike stand. He held out his hand so that he could help Manny off it.
"Home sweet home Manny. Welcome to the Turner residence and just to warn you, inside lives the evil step sister and her angelic twin so be careful talking to either girls. They're opposite extremes."

His eyes remained on the house as he explained, having second thoughts about actually entering the residence right then. All because of Becca the bitch queen.

[Emmanuelle LaBeau]

Em grew redder everytime he laughed unsure if he was laughing at her or with her because he was having as much fun as she was. She loved fast things, horses, roller coasters, and bikes apparently! By the time they reached his house she was pretty sure she wanted to invest in one herself. She smiled thinking of how bad ass she'd look pulling up to work in her own shiny bike, taking off her helment like one of the girls from Charlie's angel and shaking out her perfect blond hair. Well she could dream right?

Em hopped off the bike and took off her helmet trying oh so very hard to make it look sexy but instead it was just kind of awkward. Her blond hair didn't flow out perfectly but rather was a bit frizzy now making her run her fingers through it a few times to calm it down. Damn it!

"It's ok I have three sisters too... they can't all be perfect." She shrugged. It made her miss Fleur. She really didn't mind siblings though she'd seen the best and worst of her own and didn't think that they could get worse than Marie. Granted she didn't know Reece's sisters. But they couldn't be too horrible right?

Em looked over at Reece and smiled. He'd yet to move. A little strange. "Want to go in or just stand out here?" She asked with a chuckle. "Come on!" She grabbed his hand and pulled him perkily towards the door. He seemed to rather shy about his house all of a sudden and waiting out here staring at it would just make it worse.

[Reece Turner]

Lucky for Emmy, Reece didn’t notice she was trying to look cool or attractive or sexy because he was after all, a male and he didn’t notice these things to begin with. Awkward situations didn’t settle on him very well since he believed that he was in control of almost everything anyway. The fact that one of his siblings were home, was a bit of a downer on him and he was rather uncertain about entering the house which Emmy must have picked up on. She mentioned having her own sisters, three of them.

He imagined three of Becca and just shuddered at the thought then imagined three Lindsey’s running around and marveled at the idea. He’d love his calmer sweeter sister to be there with him all the time, filling the house with joy and laughter. They cooked together more often than not and when she baked… God, it was heavenly. He could hardly wait for her Christmas desert. He was in charge of turkey and Becca of the veggies which he was sure she’d fail to produce, leaving Lindsey and him to prepare them instead.

Becca was just a fail at everything remotely related to nice. He’d invited his parents for Christmas and he’d also made sure that Anthony, Laker and Aracelli would show. This Christmas would be cozy and warm and he could not let Becca ruin it like she ruined everything else. He was determined this year. Reece didn’t wanna move and take her in there to meet his evil sister. The kind one, of course, she’d get on well with Lindsey. Maybe they even knew one another in school. They were about the same age, which made all of this even more awkward. Reece’s hand was suddenly occupied by Manny’s hand and he blinked down at their connection in faint surprise before flicking his eyes to meet hers.

Before he could protest any more, she was tugging him toward the house and he was slow to follow lagging behind just a little.
”You know Rebecca Turner right? She must be making a lot of people miserable in Hammel. That’s what makes her hard to miss.”
Reece offered hovering in front of the doorway, his hand on the handle.
”Okay, don’t make eye contact, don’t show fear. She can smell it and she’ll attack and then I’ll have to get out the dart gun and it won’t be pretty…Here we go…”

With is free hand he opened the door and slipped inside, this time taking the lead, blue eyes searching for any signs of the animal he lived with and looked after, with Lindsey’s help, of course. He tugged Emmy into the kitchen and finally let go of her hand, going over to the fridge to get out some salad and some mince meat from the freezer that he could just heat up.
”Sit down. I’ll make lunch and then we can disappear into my room. What would you like to drink? Pop? Juice? Water? Tea? Coffee… we have a lot of stuff…”
Reece flicked on the coffee machine since he was addicted and all that.

[Emmanuelle LaBeau]

Em rolled her eyes and smiled at him. Yeah she knew who Rebecca Turner was, she'd heard of her horrors and how she made the younger kids hide in fear but Em didn't really care. She didn't care about high school girls or girls on power trips. Em had been enough of a problem when she was younger to be able to handle Becca, or so she liked to think. Really she doubted that the girl could live up to the hype and if she did then that was just sad. She felt bad for her. She knew that the other of the two girls was quite well liked in comparison.

"I think you're overreacting. I know who your sister is and I really don't thinks he's THAT bad." She said following him inside. She took in the house, it was nice, open, bright and smelled... warm.. sweet even, it smelled of baking and that made her smile. She really wished her kitchen in her dorm was bigger so she could do some proper baking. It was really what came to her most naturally out of anything. She attributed that to her parents though and growing up in a bakery.

Em watched as he moved about, he really did look quite nervous compared to his usual grace and composure. "Reece breathe." She chuckled "Water is fine..... well... wait.. coffee? Do you have hazelnut?"

Em slid up onto the counter near where he was preparing to work, letting her legs dangle down. "I can help if you'd like." She said looking up at him hoping to catch his eyes. She was fascinated with them, the way they shined blue brighter and clearer than her own, they were stunning, mystifying, it'd been a while since she'd seen one of his illusions.

[Reece Turner]

Becca? NOT THAT bad? No, she must be mistaking Becca with someone else really cause the Becca that was unfortunately his sister, was a total and utter bitch, to the extreme. Reece smiled at the chuckle he got and glanced over his shoulder sighing softly.
”I just don’t want your first time in my house to be a disaster for you. I would like it if we could be friends and you could come over more. ”
The only person who came over often was Aracelli and he wanted to change that.

He knew that he needed to broaden his horizons. Reece winced when she mentioned Hazelnut coffee and slowly shook his head.
”I don’t do fancy stuff. Just plain coffee? Will that do?”
His eyes flashed to her before he started prepping stuff on the stove and on the chopping board. Reece shook his head when she offered help then poured her some water and some coffee setting it beside her on the counter.

He paused for a moment, glancing at her shoes before smirking softly and heading to the cupboard beside the entrance door.
”Stay right there…”
He called over his shoulders. When he returned, he wasn’t wearing his tight riding boots. He was wearing walking socks instead. There was a pair for her as well. Gently he took her foot in his hand and pulled off her boots the slid on the socks for her. He did the same to the other boot then straightened to look at her, his eyes meeting hers, leaning slightly against her legs.

”Better?”
His smile was warm. He liked having someone here that wasn’t Aracelli. He also liked caring for the blonde on the counter. He appreciated having something to dote on… in his house.

[Emmanuelle LaBeau]

Em looked at him with a smile trying to hide her shock. He didn't want her first time here to be a disaster? Did he really care that much about what she thought? It made her blush. Damn it she hated that she blushed so much! She looked down at her shoes so he couldn't see her face. She needed to de-red herself before he saw her again. He probably thought she was so dumb.

"I don't think that even your sister could make me want to not hang out with you or come here." She told him looking up at him. She really didn't understand just who Becca was.

"Yeah plains fine." She told him picking up the coffee from the table. Normally she'd add some sugar, she loved sweet things but she'd been trying to get used to drinking her coffee black. It was supposed to be better that way... supposedly... She took a sip and crinkled her nose. Yeah this would take getting used to.
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When Reece left the room Em slipped off the counter and went to the cupboard where she thought she saw a sugar bowl. She smiled seeing she was right and quickly shoveled several scoops into her coffee before hopping back onto the cupboard as if she'd never moved. She took a sip. Much better.

Like clockwork Reece came back in, his shoes gone replaced by some very comfy looking socks. She couldn't help but let out a chuckle as he removed her shoes. He was so gentle about it. She felt a little silly. The socks were a huge improvement though, soft and warm in contrast to her stiff boots.

"Yeah much actually." She told him and smiled looking back at him. "Not a bad call." She said sliding carefully off the counter. "These socks would be great for..." She slid across the floor and smiled impressed with how well it worked. " a little Risky business." She had to keep herself from singing Old Time Rock and Roll.

"So no sign of the devil child yet. Looks like you might be home free."

[Becca Turner]

Becca quite enjoyed her role in the household. Devil was certainly a position to be coveted, and really, who didn't want people to fear them? At least a little bit? Becca just had this desire more strongly than most did. So when she got home from school, she promptly went up to her room to work on a self-imposed project for a friend. Yes, yes, despite many who would cry impossible, Becca did in fact, have friends, some of whom she was actually willing to help out on occasion. Most commonly when it involved psychological maiming of people she didn't like. Or at least didn't hold in any semblance of esteem. It was sort of like a creative spark to get the evil juices flowing.

Lindsey on the other hand was doing homework when Reece came home, and ignored the noise in the kitchen as her older brother and the guest came into the house. Becca listened, and as the conversation dragged on, she found herself wanted to gag at everything that came out of either ones mouth. Really? Hazelnut? What sort of fruit drank hazelnut? Maybe a mango or some other tropical thing, but really. The entire situation needed to be dealt with in a way that only Becca could if she wanted to get anywhere on her friend's issue. So quietly, and avoiding all those creaky spots as she worked her way through the stairs and down the hall, slipping into a closet when she heard the footsteps of her older brother coming her way. No, no, she didn't need the glorified baby sitter stopping her.

The steps quieted as they got farther away, and then more muffled as they passed again. Eventually the conversation started again, and Becca threw up a little in her mouth at just how sappy it all was. What the hell was Reece thinking anyway? She emerged from her little hiding spot and crept toward the kitchen again as her own little monicker (for who else would ever be called a devil child?) was said, filling herself with pride. She stepped into the kitchen then and an eyebrow rose in the general direction of Emmy. That chick most definitely went to Hammel, which meant she was very much closer in age to Becca than she was to Reece.

"Wow Reece, picking them up at the school now? Isn't she young for you? Or are there just no girls who would fuck you your own age? I'd be willing to bet there's some really fucked up reason behind trying to get girls who are your little sister's age into bed with you, wouldn't you agree?"

[Reece Turner]

It felt really good to have Manny say that she would stop at nothing to spend time with him. He couldn't believe his luck. He needed to make a friend out of people who had similar interests to his own. He needed to have someone to ride with and someone to speak to and someone that was not his ex-girlfriend or his stupid bar staff who had messed up relationships that he didn't have the slightest intrest in getting involved in. He just wanted his freedom and happiness and he wanted to explore the possibilities that lay before him. Manny seemed perfect.

"That sounds fantastic to me... but you haven't met the B.I.T.C.H yet so lets not get too confident hmmm? "
Reece went off to get the socks and when he saw the relief and gratitude on Manny's face he stepped back and watched as she skidded across the floor laughing as she did so.
"The best place for that is the lounge, big open space we use fo dancing most of the time. Flat sleek floors. It's great for your risky business game..."

Reece went back to preparing the food, throwing some stuff in the frying pan as she mentioned that they had not seen Becca yet so that meant they were home free. Just as Reece was about to say not to speak too soon he heard her voice.
"That would be the Devil child right there Manny. Now remember what I said. Ignore. Don't make eyecontact and make sure you duck when she has a knife in her hand."
Reece said keeping his eyes down on the frying pan as he stirred in spices, completely used to Becca and her insults.

"Becca, This is Emmanuelle. She's 'I love Salsa's newest baby on staff. I'm making lunch and I'll leave you and Linds some. That will be all. Now you can go continue trying to destroy everyone around you. Don't let us stop you."
Reece glanced over at the girl briefly before grabbing a few corn wraps and popping them in the oven to heat up. He was feeling rather nervous about what Becca would do to Manny. It was okay to attack him. He was used to it but not Manny.

She didn't deserve to be treated like Trash. Not that he did either as he and Lindsey cooked for Becca and cleaned for Becca and basically looked after Becca more often then not and Becca turned around and threw ill intentions their way. Devil child was right.

[Emmanuelle LaBeau]

Becca's presence alone was enough to make a small child cry and Em was definitely feeling... intimidated? Well, that was odd. Em was never really the type to be intimidated by other girls in fact she quite prided herself on being queen bee and was a well known boyfriend steeler her freshman and sophomore years of high school. But Becca was.... scary. Even just standing in the kitchen with them seemed to bring the mood down and it was putting her on her toes.

Em rolled her eyes at Reece anyway though as if to say that Becca didn't bother her. She'd put her best foot forward and try to... befriend... Becca. Poor thing probably had no friends and that was rather sad. Though her only motivation for being Becca's friend honestly was just to be able to come in and out of the Turner house without having to worry about being stabbed.

Em let herself look over at Becca, meeting her eyes, they felt like they were staring right through her like it didn't matter if Em was nice or not because she was going to say what she wanted to anyway. She offered a small smile. She'd be the bigger, more mature person.

"Hey Becc-" Em said but was quickly silenced by Becca's own voice cutting in. Em stared at her blankly. Did that really just happen? Did she really just say what she did? Well, considering their relationship thus far she highly doubted that was Reece's angle. "Uhm Wow. That was eloquent and rather perverted." Em said unsure what got into her regretting the words right after they came out of her mouth. "Sorry..." She said softly to Reece and grabbed some veggies to cut up. She couldn't put her attention on Becca or she'd start saying things herself and she refused to be that way. But how dare she talk to Reece like that! Reece, he was cooking for her! He was basically the sweetest guy in the world and she was saying that? What was her problem? Em immediately wanted to yell at her, defend Reece. But she stuffed it.

Once the veggies were cut up Em started mindlessly playing with the water in her cup, heating it and cooling it then pulling it out into a ball, it helped relax her. Becca was still irritating her though. She could feel her own rage boiling, the water getting hotter and hotter as a result.

[Becca Turner]

Becca had no need for more friends. Certainly not friends that decided to try to be her friends. Becca befriended people she respected. People who liked the same things as she did (at least the same way of treating people). She had no tolerance for people telling her she should change, or she should be nicer, kinder, sweeter, or any of that crap. If they wanted that, they could go be friends with Lindsey. Becca wouldn't care. Regardless, they were more people who annoyed her enough to get the full bitch treatment. She didn't care that she had interrupted the blonde girl's attempted introduction with her own remarks, and she was even more amused by the reaction on Manny's face.

She glanced over to Reece as he advised the other girl on how to react. Becca scowled a little at the last piece of advice. Duck with a knife? It wasn't like Becca had ever stabbed anyone. Sure, when she was pissed off, she did want to, but she never had. The ignore may have been decent advice though. At least to make Beca stop slinging insults. It was, however, a good way to get Becca annoyed and land yourself in a pretty nightmarish situation. Literally. However, the blonde started to respond as well, and Becca turned with an eyebrow raised and a smirk on her face. Yes, perverted was the point.

However, it seemed like the blonde chick realized she was supposed to be ignoring Becca's comments and quickly apologized. Becca would take that as an apology for her, regardless of where it was meant to go. And that made this girl a pussy. The sneer that found its way to Becca's face as the blonde girl turned away to chop vegetables was menacing. She did so love it when people handed her insults on a platter. "Wow. What an obedient dog you have working for you then. Does it speak on command as well as shutting it's fat yap? And nice that you admit to the fact that you hired a baby. It still doesn't explain why it's here having a lunch date with you."

[Reece Turner]

Reece smirked and flicked his eyes to Manny when the sarcasm came much to the girl's surprise at her own words.
"It's fine. Just like Lindsey and me bring out the best in people, Lindsey's evil possessed twin sister brings out the worst in people so I honestly won't blame you if you go down hill from here on in. I, on plenty of occasions would have loved to kill her myself but being her caretaker that would defeat the object wouldn't it?"

Reece stirred the meat not even sparing a glance for his sister. He was so used to her bullshit, her insults, her general unruley and rude behavior that he could blank her out by now which, in the end, had the desired effect of pissing her off. Reece barely listened to insults thrown at his cooking companion. Once the wraps were hot he handed a plate to Manny.

"Tada. Food is served but did you wanna take a shower? I'm sure Lindsey has some old comfy sweaters and pants you can wear. We do stink of horse. Oh and what kind of movie did you fancy seeing?"
He asked tilting his head and waiting for her to decide exactly what she wanted to do. He prayed that Manny didn't go trying to play hero or something. Seperating two fighting teenage girls was not on his list of fun activities to do with Manny and he certainly didn't wanna touch Becca... at all... ever.

[Emmanuelle LaBeau]

Em was fuming. Not only was this girl rude but... did she just call her fat? FAT?! No. This girl did not just ask about her "FAT Yap." Em had struggled with her body issues since she was 12. 12! She had three perfect older sisters, all tall and thin and a mother who, before she passed was equally beautiful. She was a ballerina, she was OCD and she had made herself throw up more than once and been hospitalized for an eating disorder for two weeks! SHE DID NOT JUST CALL HER FAT! Em was fuming. She turned to face the girl and before she could even realize what she was doing her hand came right up and slapped her straight across the face. "You little bitch! What is the matter with you? You really need your ass kicked if you think you have ANY right to talk to ANYBODY like that! You have no clue who i am or my life and I get that you're a rebel or WHATEVER but i dont really care! Get over yourself!"

She was pathetic. And Em slapping her, throwing the first punch after just being in there for such a short time made her just as pathetic. A wave of guilt washed over her and she looked to Reece. She should leave. She needed to leave. He probably wanted to kill her. She knew he'd said that he'd wanted to kill her more than once but he was probably poised enough not to act like that. But damn it DID feel good.

And now the food was ready. She hadn't even answered his question about the shower, she was too busy fuming before hitting his little sister. "I should leave." She said turning red. She was so embarrassed.

[Becca Turner]

To be honest, Becca had not meant to call the girl fat. Ugly, whorish, loud, sure. But fat had not been on her mind at all. That didn't mean that the girl taking offense to that particular imagined insult made Becca any less delighted. Oh the reaction was delicious. Becca didn't much care about the slap. Slapping meant insulted, and honestly, it meant that the other girl couldn't control her reactions. Oh this was most definitely fun. As Becca's head returned to center, she was grinning devilishly. Oh this girl was pissed and Becca actually giggled as the ranting and chastising began.

Who did she think she was? Seriously? And Becca needed a good ass kicking. What was that saying again? Sticks and stones. Becca had used words alone. No illusions had been dealt out to really fuck with Em's mind. It wasn't Becca's fault that the blonde couldn't take the heat. Besides, Becca had every right to say exactly what she wanted. This was America. Freedom of speech and all that. Plus, it was her house. Em certainly had no rights here, but Becca did. Home territory after all. The brunette demon folded her arms at the idea of getting over herself and gave a small snort of derision.

"Nothing's the matter with me, thank you for asking. However, I would have to ask what's wrong with you? Are you an infant that you find no self-control to stop yourself from eavesdropping on a private conversation? Oh... I suppose most animals do only work on basic instinct. Not intelligent enough for self-control then. Well, I'll let you in on a little secret. I wasn't talking to you at all. I was talking to my brother about the little slut he dragged home. And hon, I am all over my self." A sneer and then turning to Reece as the wrap was finished she eyed it contemplatively.

"You really oughtn't feed the strays, Reece. They might be diseased or something, and you'll never get them to leave." Though the blonde had already offered to leave, which Becca was quite happy about. It really was a perk when she got her way without those nasty nightmarish side-effects of her illusionary powers.

[Reece Turner]

Reece was too busy with fixing them food to notice the two girls were in very close proximity to one another. Dangerously close proximity. The next thing he knew, he heard the resounding slap and twisted round, blue eyes widened and a swear word being hissed from under his breath. D-di-did his sister just get slapped?! He quickly covered his mouth to keep from smiling and being horrified at the same time. Only his eyes were visible and they were widened in shock. Em started screaming at his sister and Reece was quick to move in behind her putting his hands on her shoulders.

Reece quickly shook his head and backed Manny away from his poisonous sibling glaring at Becca who he believed totally deserved to be hit. Some people could take only so much shoving and pushing and poking before they fought back and Manny was one of those people.
"No, no, no, no, no. Come on. You're not hungry. I made the wraps and everything... Can we just be normal? Just once? Please....Becca."
Reece moved quickly to get a cold pack from the fridge and held it out to Becca.

Then Becca began and Reece slumped.
"Becca..."
He began to try and interrupt her but Becca was let loose now.
"Becca."
He said a little louder trying to get her attention on him for once.
"Becca come on...."

Reece's eyes narrowed at his sibling and he held the icepack out more demandingly. His face hardened at her.
"Enough, Rebecca! This is MY house. The ownership is in MY name. I buy the food here. I'm bored with you now. Go take the god damn icepack. "
He pulled a plate out, plopped a wrap on it and set it down on the counter beside the icepack.

"Take your wrap and your childish manner and go insult something else. Maybe your brother doesn't wanna talk to you anymore or every really when you behave like this. If you have something important to say to me we can talk but none of this seems remotely of any importance at all. Go. I've had enough."
Reece's blue eyes were intense with demand but his face was clearly passive and he was waiting for her to leave them alone. He was sure he'd get some comeback but didn't she realize she'd be wasting her breath and her time.

[Emmanuelle LaBeau]

She wasn't even worth it. She hated that she had to explode first before remembering how not worth it that little bitch was. She hoped she was happy, she really did, because there was no one in the world who she could even fathom would want to be around her for more than the little bit that was required to be polite. She was so nasty and Em truly felt bad for her. One day she'd wake up and have to admit to the miserable life she lead, a life of pain and torture that she chose and when that day came she doubted anyone would have faith in her anymore.

Em listened to Reece talk, his hands still on her shoulders and she doubted that diseased rat would listen. No no, the little princess was far too entitled to listen to any command. She wouldn't be surprised if she went ahead and tried to climb in bed with her and Reece. Pathetic.

She couldn't wait for her to leave. She thought that she had had it bad with Marie but Marie was a saint in comparison. Finally, Em turned to look away from Becca taking her wrap, though she wasn't hungry at all now... The adrenaline subsiding from her rage now and the pain from her injuries were starting to ache again. "Can we go upstairs now?" She asked softly to Reece. She wasn't fond of the common areas of his house.