Dear Rori: The Note
Disclaimer: I do not own , you do not sue
Dear Rori,
I guess you havent figured this out yet but I think your really great.
It was kind of awkward I guess though after everything that happened with Paris. She's great too , really. I mean I like her as a friend, even as sort of a sister but, wow this is harder than I thought. I wrote you this poem. I hope you like it.
Every star that lights the sky, is like the
sparkle in your eyes I love the way you smile.
And every time I hear your voice its like a song,
I've felt like this a while. Eponine loved Marius,
but they werent meant to be,
he loved another , fair Cossette,
I hope that isn't you and me.
I know that you dont see it now,
But if could should anyhow,
I'd offer you my world,
the only problem is,
your it.
Rori held the note close to her face as she read the lines over and over. No way could this be happening. But then again it made since. Tristan getting upset when he'd told her he still like "Someone."
Still Rori liked Dean , she loved Dean , right? He'd done so much for her. And Paris loved Tristan , had she even known what was in the note when she'd handed it to her the day before. The phone rang , breaking into he thoughts which was good, another moment alone with them and she just might have gone insane. Her relief was short lived.
"Paris!" Oh no, she'd said her name much to loud. now Paris would know for sure something was up. However Paris' response surprised her.
Paris: "So did you read the note?"
Rori: "Note?"
Paris: "Tristan's note, the one he wrote for you. Undoubtably it was a love letter, thats why your so nervous right."
Rori: "Love letter? NO! No, Paris thats Silly I..."
Paris: "Its okay. I know he likes you.He REALLY likes you."
Rori:"What? But Paris how can you, I mean I don't like him! I mean...."
Paris: "Its okay if you do. I mean I figured it would happen. Just my luck the guy of my dreams falls for my best friend."
Rori: "No Paris...I'm sorry , I mean I... wait did you just best friend?
Paris: "You sound surprised."
Rori: "Well yeah , I mean no , I mean...."
Paris: "Well look if you do like Tristan its okay. You should be allowed to date whoever you like.
There was a moment of silence. Was Paris serious. she sounded so sad. What a mess. Now what could she say.
Rori: Paris I'm sorry.....
Paris: Its okay... I mean I ....
She was crying now, despite her attempts not to Rori could tell by the crack in her voice.
Paris: I can't force him to like me , but if I screw up his chances with you he'll hate me and I... I don't want that either. And I don't want you to hate me just 'cause you like him but can't do anything about it because you feel bad for me.....I mean c'mon I'm 16.... I'll manage ... its not like...I were not.... this isnt the end ... there'll be other boys....
Rori: Yes! There will be other boys and they will be way more deserving of you and oh gosh Paris i'm sorry I'm reall sorry.
Paris: You know what....don't be. I mean if this is how it was going to work out... Im glad I know, now I can move on and find ..ya' know....
Rori: yeah... look Paris im really sorry.
Paris: No, its okay... and hey I had fun yesterday.... maybe we could do it again sometime. You available later today?
Rori: Yeah... hey um Luke just came up with a new recipe for Coco. its really good we could meet there and ya' know talk....
Paris: Alright. Just not about guys okay.
Rori: Not a word about the other gender...um what're they called again?
Paris: Alright meet me in an hour?
Rori: Yeah....
- I hope you liked the poem Rori. Im sorry this is so weird. Maybe we could get together some time. I mean not as a couple, unless you want to that is. I'm really sorry about Paris. But I can't help it.
I like you.
Love,
Tristan
Rori folded the note and placed it in the the hollow of her music box jewelry case. Her grampa had given it to her for no apparent reason. He seemed to enjoy the time they spent together though. So did she. Weird wasn't the best word to describe what she was feeling right now. infact she had no clue what she was feeling. nothing made sense anymore.Why did everything have to be so hard. Pushing away the thoughts about the note , Tristan , Dean and everything else she decided to get ready to go out and meet Paris. No guys, that seemed like a goo system, at leats for the moment.....
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*A little Fall of Rain , will make the flowers grow......* - Eponine to Marius In - Les Miserables - Its a beautiful song...really!
Disclaimer: I do not own , you do not sue
Dear Rori,
I guess you havent figured this out yet but I think your really great.
It was kind of awkward I guess though after everything that happened with Paris. She's great too , really. I mean I like her as a friend, even as sort of a sister but, wow this is harder than I thought. I wrote you this poem. I hope you like it.
Every star that lights the sky, is like the
sparkle in your eyes I love the way you smile.
And every time I hear your voice its like a song,
I've felt like this a while. Eponine loved Marius,
but they werent meant to be,
he loved another , fair Cossette,
I hope that isn't you and me.
I know that you dont see it now,
But if could should anyhow,
I'd offer you my world,
the only problem is,
your it.
Rori held the note close to her face as she read the lines over and over. No way could this be happening. But then again it made since. Tristan getting upset when he'd told her he still like "Someone."
Still Rori liked Dean , she loved Dean , right? He'd done so much for her. And Paris loved Tristan , had she even known what was in the note when she'd handed it to her the day before. The phone rang , breaking into he thoughts which was good, another moment alone with them and she just might have gone insane. Her relief was short lived.
"Paris!" Oh no, she'd said her name much to loud. now Paris would know for sure something was up. However Paris' response surprised her.
Paris: "So did you read the note?"
Rori: "Note?"
Paris: "Tristan's note, the one he wrote for you. Undoubtably it was a love letter, thats why your so nervous right."
Rori: "Love letter? NO! No, Paris thats Silly I..."
Paris: "Its okay. I know he likes you.He REALLY likes you."
Rori:"What? But Paris how can you, I mean I don't like him! I mean...."
Paris: "Its okay if you do. I mean I figured it would happen. Just my luck the guy of my dreams falls for my best friend."
Rori: "No Paris...I'm sorry , I mean I... wait did you just best friend?
Paris: "You sound surprised."
Rori: "Well yeah , I mean no , I mean...."
Paris: "Well look if you do like Tristan its okay. You should be allowed to date whoever you like.
There was a moment of silence. Was Paris serious. she sounded so sad. What a mess. Now what could she say.
Rori: Paris I'm sorry.....
Paris: Its okay... I mean I ....
She was crying now, despite her attempts not to Rori could tell by the crack in her voice.
Paris: I can't force him to like me , but if I screw up his chances with you he'll hate me and I... I don't want that either. And I don't want you to hate me just 'cause you like him but can't do anything about it because you feel bad for me.....I mean c'mon I'm 16.... I'll manage ... its not like...I were not.... this isnt the end ... there'll be other boys....
Rori: Yes! There will be other boys and they will be way more deserving of you and oh gosh Paris i'm sorry I'm reall sorry.
Paris: You know what....don't be. I mean if this is how it was going to work out... Im glad I know, now I can move on and find ..ya' know....
Rori: yeah... look Paris im really sorry.
Paris: No, its okay... and hey I had fun yesterday.... maybe we could do it again sometime. You available later today?
Rori: Yeah... hey um Luke just came up with a new recipe for Coco. its really good we could meet there and ya' know talk....
Paris: Alright. Just not about guys okay.
Rori: Not a word about the other gender...um what're they called again?
Paris: Alright meet me in an hour?
Rori: Yeah....
- I hope you liked the poem Rori. Im sorry this is so weird. Maybe we could get together some time. I mean not as a couple, unless you want to that is. I'm really sorry about Paris. But I can't help it.
I like you.
Love,
Tristan
Rori folded the note and placed it in the the hollow of her music box jewelry case. Her grampa had given it to her for no apparent reason. He seemed to enjoy the time they spent together though. So did she. Weird wasn't the best word to describe what she was feeling right now. infact she had no clue what she was feeling. nothing made sense anymore.Why did everything have to be so hard. Pushing away the thoughts about the note , Tristan , Dean and everything else she decided to get ready to go out and meet Paris. No guys, that seemed like a goo system, at leats for the moment.....
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*A little Fall of Rain , will make the flowers grow......* - Eponine to Marius In - Les Miserables - Its a beautiful song...really!