For Standard-Ang3l.
If you haven't read "Novelty", " Never Have I Ever", "Rose Garden", "Painting Wild Flowers", "Sharing", "Winning Roses", "In Sickness", "All In The Timing" or "Sweet Tooth", I would appreciate it if you did.
"I've been thinking about words that start with the letter 'c'."
She has this way about her that makes everything in a room draw to her. Some call it charisma, but the select few who know better know that it's just Caity. It's not just her presence that has resonance, but she has this energy about her that says confidence. She doesn't need to be told that she's beautiful or talented, but she accepts it with a pretty blush and an accompanying laugh. So the compliment is well used and cared for.
She tells me that my heart is made of gold but she corrects herself because gold is cold. I laugh too because I think that kindness is as kindness does. She tells me that people aren't as nice as I can be. I protest because no one is as nice as she is to me. She says that she likes getting hugs from me because she never used to get them when she was growing up. Now I make sure to make that contact every day.
I just want people to be happy and she says that I care too much for other people but that's what makes a large part of me. She says that I'm too cheery in the morning for camp, and I think that maybe I should stop drinking coffee but her sleepy smile conveys that she doesn't mind so much.
"Well, what's your analysis on the letter 'c'?"
Condemning stares from people who don't understand her don't phase her either. I would worry endlessly about what other people think about me, but she just continues to be who she knows herself to be.
Constancy is something else that I cherish, and I never have to wonder if she still cares about me. She would say I'm being ridiculous and that people have to love me. We both know that's not true, but it makes me happy to know she holds me in cognizance.
She's always said the people deserve to have common courtesy, even if they don't deserve it some. I never tell her that there is nothing common about courtesy, but from the way her shoulders cave, I know she already knew that courtesy has been overtaken by crudeness.
It kills me that people can just judge people without knowing them or considering their better points. But Caity has always been the exception to the clause.
"I think..."
Her finger is calloused where she holds her pencil, but I supposes everyone has that sort of callous and mine are for a different reason.
Her movements in the hallway are concise, so that she gets to places on time. But her movements in dance are carefree and cute. Just like the dimples in her cheeks.
Chestnut hair.
Cheeky grin.
So many words to describe one girl in one letter.
Because it's her letter.
"I think it's pretty catching."
Close.