s (tristis) wrote in genome_project, @ 2011-01-27 12:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | jacob tibbits, january 2011 |
WHO: Jacob & Lexie Tibbits
WHAT: 2 sex scandals = talk time.
WHEN: (Seriously) Backdated to 12/30/10, after all of the events that I am not linking
RATING: PG.
STATUS: Incomplete~
There was something in the air in December that made people go mad. They would start doing things one, only a month earlier, thought wholly unimaginable. They would fight. They would scream and run; good mannered children suddenly began throwing tantrums over the smallest of things. Ah, yes. There were several reasons Jacob was not fond of the "season to be jolly." - And whatever bug floated around infecting others with its misery and malcontent seemed to have infected his very own Lexie, who had grown withdrawn, sad, and an entire myriad of other downer-adjectives since her fall down the steps.
Not that Jacob wouldn't be acting the same way, were it him, given all that had transpired. Given that she had been publicly humiliated too many times to count in the recent past - and Emma stubbornly insisted that the girl needed to grow a thicker skin. Maybe he was a little protective, but Jacob felt that were it he who was blasted with the remarks aimed at Lexie, he would feel vulnerable, too.
And, of course, he'd seen her journal entry mentioning she was going to hole away and practice her flute. And then, yes, he'd seen everyone dogpile on top of her, because no matter which way she turned, she was wrong or there was a landmine just underneath her foot. It was with the weight of the month on his shoulders that Jacob, looking a touch somber, approached the very closed door of Lexie's room and wrapped on it. Loudly, he announced: "I'll huff and puff this door down, if you don't let me, sweetheart, so move quickly!"