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<blockquote data-quote="Karin" data-source="post: 88466" data-attributes="member: 57167">The next day at Southfork Ranch, out by the stables, Becky was standing petting a horse all by herself when suddenly an unfamiliar older boy in his teens entered the building. Becky looked up and saw the boy. He was rather tall with brown hair and blue-green eyes and very handsome. To her surprise he walked up to her and said, “Hey kid, have you seen Christopher?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Becky blushed, as she found it hard to believe that the boy would want to talk to her, “Yes Cousin Christopher went riding with Rebecca and Margaret.”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Cousin?” John Ross reflected with a whistle, as he looked at the pretty little girl, “You don’t happen to be Cliff Barnes’ daughter, do you?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Becky looked even more surprised at him, “Yes,” Becky nodded. “I’m Pamela Rebecca Cooper.”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Well what do you know, good thing you’ve gotten your looks from your mother,” John Ross grinned. Becky blushed at the compliment and the boy went on saying, “I’m John Ross Ewing, seems like we’ve got a cousin in common.”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Oh, don’t you mean two?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Right Rebecca, almost forgot about her,” John Ross commented. “So if they went riding how come you didn’t go with them?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Didn’t feel like it,” Becky shrugged her shoulders before she started to walk away.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Hey kid, where are you going?” John Ross called out after her and Becky stopped and turned around.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “I don’t know if I should talk to you.”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “What do you mean?” John Ross asked. “I don’t bite.”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Well you’re JR’s son, aren’t you?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Yep,” John Ross said proudly. “But what does that have to do with anything?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Well I don’t think my dad would like it if I talked to you,” Becky said hesitating. “He and your dad don’t get along.”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Yeah I know but that doesn’t mean that we can’t talk,” John Ross said. “Beside I don’t have a problem with your dad.”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Well that’s good to know, but aren’t our families like in a feud?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; John Ross laughed, “Well the whole Barnes-Ewing feud is ridiculous if you ask me. So I don’t care about that and neither should you. Let’s leave that crap to our parents, okay?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Okay,” Becky nodded, obviously relieved.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “So now you wanna tell me why you’re moping around by yourself?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “My mom’s engaged to be married to a jerk!”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “And you want your parents to be together,” John Ross saw right through her.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “That would be great, but they’ve never been together…”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Never?” John Ross raised an eyebrow.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “No, I mean mom left dad before I was born,” Becky clarified. “I’m just getting to know my dad and now mom wants me to move to Philadelphia with her…”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “I see,” John Ross sighed. “It sucks when your parents ain’t living in the same place. At least you’re lucky it’s not outside of the US, when I was about your age my Mama wanted me to move to England with her.”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “England?” Becky exclaimed. “Did she put you in a boarding school as well?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “No but the idiot she married wanted me to go to one. But luckily Mama wouldn’t have it so he had to settle for sending me to summer camp!”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Step-parents,” Becky rolled her eyes. “Who wants them?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Not I,” John Ross agreed.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “I think the jerk wants to send me to a boarding school,” Becky said angrily.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Ouch,” John Ross asked. “Wants some tips how to misbehave?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Yes please,” Becky grinned.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “All right then, the first thing you’ve gotta do is…” John Ross kept on telling Becky how to get on her new step-father’s nerves…</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Karin, post: 88466, member: 57167"] The next day at Southfork Ranch, out by the stables, Becky was standing petting a horse all by herself when suddenly an unfamiliar older boy in his teens entered the building. Becky looked up and saw the boy. He was rather tall with brown hair and blue-green eyes and very handsome. To her surprise he walked up to her and said, “Hey kid, have you seen Christopher?” Becky blushed, as she found it hard to believe that the boy would want to talk to her, “Yes Cousin Christopher went riding with Rebecca and Margaret.” “Cousin?” John Ross reflected with a whistle, as he looked at the pretty little girl, “You don’t happen to be Cliff Barnes’ daughter, do you?” Becky looked even more surprised at him, “Yes,” Becky nodded. “I’m Pamela Rebecca Cooper.” “Well what do you know, good thing you’ve gotten your looks from your mother,” John Ross grinned. Becky blushed at the compliment and the boy went on saying, “I’m John Ross Ewing, seems like we’ve got a cousin in common.” “Oh, don’t you mean two?” “Right Rebecca, almost forgot about her,” John Ross commented. “So if they went riding how come you didn’t go with them?” “Didn’t feel like it,” Becky shrugged her shoulders before she started to walk away. “Hey kid, where are you going?” John Ross called out after her and Becky stopped and turned around. “I don’t know if I should talk to you.” “What do you mean?” John Ross asked. “I don’t bite.” “Well you’re JR’s son, aren’t you?” “Yep,” John Ross said proudly. “But what does that have to do with anything?” “Well I don’t think my dad would like it if I talked to you,” Becky said hesitating. “He and your dad don’t get along.” “Yeah I know but that doesn’t mean that we can’t talk,” John Ross said. “Beside[I] I[/I] don’t have a problem with your dad.” “Well that’s good to know, but aren’t our families like in a feud?” John Ross laughed, “Well the whole Barnes-Ewing feud is ridiculous if you ask me. So I don’t care about that and neither should you. Let’s leave that crap to our parents, okay?” “Okay,” Becky nodded, obviously relieved. “So now you wanna tell me why you’re moping around by yourself?” “My mom’s engaged to be married to a jerk!” “And you want your parents to be together,” John Ross saw right through her. “That would be great, but they’ve never been together…” “Never?” John Ross raised an eyebrow. “No, I mean mom left dad before I was born,” Becky clarified. “I’m just getting to know my dad and now mom wants me to move to Philadelphia with her…” “I see,” John Ross sighed. “It sucks when your parents ain’t living in the same place. At least you’re lucky it’s not outside of the US, when I was about your age my Mama wanted me to move to England with her.” “England?” Becky exclaimed. “Did she put you in a boarding school as well?” “No but the idiot she married wanted me to go to one. But luckily Mama wouldn’t have it so he had to settle for sending me to summer camp!” “Step-parents,” Becky rolled her eyes. “Who wants them?” “Not I,” John Ross agreed. “I think the jerk wants to send me to a boarding school,” Becky said angrily. “Ouch,” John Ross asked. “Wants some tips how to misbehave?” “Yes please,” Becky grinned. “All right then, the first thing you’ve gotta do is…” John Ross kept on telling Becky how to get on her new step-father’s nerves… [/QUOTE]

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