Understanding over Coco :)
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The thorn of a Rose
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"Even something beautiful may cause us
pain for a short time. but what we learn ,
that knowledge that we gain,
it is forever!"
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Paris sat with Rori in Lukes coffee shop. The very sent of the Coco seemed delicious in itself. And it radiated warmth into their hands. "So , Paris .... I noticed yesterday that you seem to be finding yourself a new style." Rori said to the girl beside her. "Yeah. I mean its casual ya' know. Its still nice I mean the other kids liked it." Paris told her. "Really, thats great!" Rori exclaimed. Paris smiled. Having a best friend was great. And for some odd reason she couldn't imagine that best friend being anyone but Rori. Even despite everything that had and would happen with Tristan , She was still happy that there was someone to just let her hang around and expect nothing. She didn't have to act special to keep Rori around and Rori didn't act like a mindless slackie who's only purpose was to look cool. Friends , true friends, best friends , Paris decided she liked the many ways to word their situation. Though she was still trying to take in Tristan's interest which lay not in her but in Rori she refused to let it come between them. Infact she had even encouraged Rori. It hurt , and it would hurt more if Rori did infact like him but it was something Paris had no control over. She'd lost Tristan she'd never even really or rightfully had him except on that one perfect date. And that had been Rori's doing. Still Rori couldn't force Tristan to like Paris. They all knew it. But maybe Paris could convince Rori that she really liked Tristan. After all they were her two closet and only real friends. She had to do this , for their sake Rori wouldn't realise this right away of course. She needed help. Suddenly it seemed to Paris that she felt a little better. Less heavey , less weighed down by emotion. It was still painful but if even despite that pain she could come through for them she'd be doing something wonderful , a true act of friendship. For now she'd chat with Rori , enjoy the moment, later she'd formulate a plan.
"What were you saying? Sorry I kind of spaced out there a minute." Paris said turning back to her friend. Quickly she lost herself in the conversation , trying not to think of how she'd when her good will mission was complete. And her tamporing uneeded.
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The thorn of a Rose
~*********************~
"Even something beautiful may cause us
pain for a short time. but what we learn ,
that knowledge that we gain,
it is forever!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Paris sat with Rori in Lukes coffee shop. The very sent of the Coco seemed delicious in itself. And it radiated warmth into their hands. "So , Paris .... I noticed yesterday that you seem to be finding yourself a new style." Rori said to the girl beside her. "Yeah. I mean its casual ya' know. Its still nice I mean the other kids liked it." Paris told her. "Really, thats great!" Rori exclaimed. Paris smiled. Having a best friend was great. And for some odd reason she couldn't imagine that best friend being anyone but Rori. Even despite everything that had and would happen with Tristan , She was still happy that there was someone to just let her hang around and expect nothing. She didn't have to act special to keep Rori around and Rori didn't act like a mindless slackie who's only purpose was to look cool. Friends , true friends, best friends , Paris decided she liked the many ways to word their situation. Though she was still trying to take in Tristan's interest which lay not in her but in Rori she refused to let it come between them. Infact she had even encouraged Rori. It hurt , and it would hurt more if Rori did infact like him but it was something Paris had no control over. She'd lost Tristan she'd never even really or rightfully had him except on that one perfect date. And that had been Rori's doing. Still Rori couldn't force Tristan to like Paris. They all knew it. But maybe Paris could convince Rori that she really liked Tristan. After all they were her two closet and only real friends. She had to do this , for their sake Rori wouldn't realise this right away of course. She needed help. Suddenly it seemed to Paris that she felt a little better. Less heavey , less weighed down by emotion. It was still painful but if even despite that pain she could come through for them she'd be doing something wonderful , a true act of friendship. For now she'd chat with Rori , enjoy the moment, later she'd formulate a plan.
"What were you saying? Sorry I kind of spaced out there a minute." Paris said turning back to her friend. Quickly she lost herself in the conversation , trying not to think of how she'd when her good will mission was complete. And her tamporing uneeded.