Why I Love Them
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Tristan finished the first half of his extra credit project and sighed. Paris was probably done with hers already. Rori , well she was probably done before them both. Rori, he smiled everytime he thought about her. He wondered though how Paris was taking it all , aside from how she'd acted the other day, he hadn't seen her or heard from her at all. When they were in the sixth Grade Paris would always help him out with his projects and they'd get done twice as fast. Back then she had only thought of him as a friend.... hadn't she? Now he couldn't be sure. But he decided not to think about it to much. She'd seemed happy then. And those had been good memories, he wanted to preserve them. He didn't have many friends. Infact Rori probably didnt even really like him at all. Maybe he should call Paris, then he could apologize. No maybe that would make matters worse. A friendly call, like always , just a friendly call.
Paris landed on her bed with a slight smile. She'd spent the entire day at Roris and had more fun than she thought possible. For awhile everything with Tristan was drowned out. but now she was schemeing again. She'd decided not to use hints on Rori, otherwise Rori would think Paris was still obsessed with him. Well she was sorta. But gradually it was getting easier to accept things as they were.
The phone rang and Paris sat up quickly to grab it before the machine answered. Mother hated it when the machine answered. Then again mother wasn't here. Oh well no point in stopping now she thought. After all it had forced her out of her comfortable daze already so might as well.
"Yo." She'd been waiting all day to try that. "Yo?" The male voice sounded confused. "Tristan?" Paris surpressed a giggle. Well at least it wasn't her her mother. "I wont even ask." He said. That was good, she had no idea what she'd tell him anyway! "Hey look I was having trouble with this project and well, I was wondering if you could help me?" He asked. "Kind of like when we were in sixth grade....you always used to get things done so fast and..." He trailed off. "Let me guess , you got halfway through it and your stuck."She said knowingly. He laughed. "Uh yep. Thats about it." He said She could tell he was smiling by the tone in his voice. You always could with people. "Sure i'll help." She said. First she wanted to re-establish he friendship with Tristan then she'd get him and Rori together if she could.That much she had decided on already.
"I'm heading out now Tristan okay? Talk to you later though. Bye." Paris told him waiting long enough to hear him say "Goodbye Paris." Before she hung up. He smiled. Paris still treated him like a friend. It was strange. He was certain she would've been colder but maybe it was because she really like him and Rori. At first the two had fought, he'd witnessed some nasty battles between the two. Still lately they'd gotten closer and closer. Even before Paris knew Tritan liked rori. And now it seemed she would not give up the girl as a friend for even jealeousy. Not that she should be jealeous over him. He was flattered thugh that someone as great a person as her would like him. Maybe she seemed snobby to others , he'd heard the rumors. But he knew how she really was and he knew why. He'd tried to tone down the stories with very little to virtually no success but Paris had thanked him more than once for just trying. He did love Paris , but not in the romantic sense. She was closer to him than his own family was. It might be cruel now to refer to her as his little sister so he wouldn't. But she would always be his best friend. Rori on the other hand he did like in the romantic sense. Even maybe loved. He wasn't sure. Could he even get someone like her? He supposed it was possible if someone like Paris liked him then maybe someone like say Rori would too. Both were classy, and sweet (at least to him. Though paris did put up quite a show for others and there had been that one day when Rori missed her test...) The more he thought about it though the more he realised he got special treatment. Rori at least talked to him more than he'd seen her with the other chilton guys and Paris' sweet side seemed almost totally reserved for him and maybe now a little for Rori. That , he realised , was why he loved them. And maybe also for reasons he couldn't explain.
Still there may be one obstacle. Rori had been dating someone else?
were they still together. The thought tortured him. Now he knew how Paris must feel. How did she handle it? Maybe she could teach him that too. But for now , he needed to think.
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Tristan finished the first half of his extra credit project and sighed. Paris was probably done with hers already. Rori , well she was probably done before them both. Rori, he smiled everytime he thought about her. He wondered though how Paris was taking it all , aside from how she'd acted the other day, he hadn't seen her or heard from her at all. When they were in the sixth Grade Paris would always help him out with his projects and they'd get done twice as fast. Back then she had only thought of him as a friend.... hadn't she? Now he couldn't be sure. But he decided not to think about it to much. She'd seemed happy then. And those had been good memories, he wanted to preserve them. He didn't have many friends. Infact Rori probably didnt even really like him at all. Maybe he should call Paris, then he could apologize. No maybe that would make matters worse. A friendly call, like always , just a friendly call.
Paris landed on her bed with a slight smile. She'd spent the entire day at Roris and had more fun than she thought possible. For awhile everything with Tristan was drowned out. but now she was schemeing again. She'd decided not to use hints on Rori, otherwise Rori would think Paris was still obsessed with him. Well she was sorta. But gradually it was getting easier to accept things as they were.
The phone rang and Paris sat up quickly to grab it before the machine answered. Mother hated it when the machine answered. Then again mother wasn't here. Oh well no point in stopping now she thought. After all it had forced her out of her comfortable daze already so might as well.
"Yo." She'd been waiting all day to try that. "Yo?" The male voice sounded confused. "Tristan?" Paris surpressed a giggle. Well at least it wasn't her her mother. "I wont even ask." He said. That was good, she had no idea what she'd tell him anyway! "Hey look I was having trouble with this project and well, I was wondering if you could help me?" He asked. "Kind of like when we were in sixth grade....you always used to get things done so fast and..." He trailed off. "Let me guess , you got halfway through it and your stuck."She said knowingly. He laughed. "Uh yep. Thats about it." He said She could tell he was smiling by the tone in his voice. You always could with people. "Sure i'll help." She said. First she wanted to re-establish he friendship with Tristan then she'd get him and Rori together if she could.That much she had decided on already.
"I'm heading out now Tristan okay? Talk to you later though. Bye." Paris told him waiting long enough to hear him say "Goodbye Paris." Before she hung up. He smiled. Paris still treated him like a friend. It was strange. He was certain she would've been colder but maybe it was because she really like him and Rori. At first the two had fought, he'd witnessed some nasty battles between the two. Still lately they'd gotten closer and closer. Even before Paris knew Tritan liked rori. And now it seemed she would not give up the girl as a friend for even jealeousy. Not that she should be jealeous over him. He was flattered thugh that someone as great a person as her would like him. Maybe she seemed snobby to others , he'd heard the rumors. But he knew how she really was and he knew why. He'd tried to tone down the stories with very little to virtually no success but Paris had thanked him more than once for just trying. He did love Paris , but not in the romantic sense. She was closer to him than his own family was. It might be cruel now to refer to her as his little sister so he wouldn't. But she would always be his best friend. Rori on the other hand he did like in the romantic sense. Even maybe loved. He wasn't sure. Could he even get someone like her? He supposed it was possible if someone like Paris liked him then maybe someone like say Rori would too. Both were classy, and sweet (at least to him. Though paris did put up quite a show for others and there had been that one day when Rori missed her test...) The more he thought about it though the more he realised he got special treatment. Rori at least talked to him more than he'd seen her with the other chilton guys and Paris' sweet side seemed almost totally reserved for him and maybe now a little for Rori. That , he realised , was why he loved them. And maybe also for reasons he couldn't explain.
Still there may be one obstacle. Rori had been dating someone else?
were they still together. The thought tortured him. Now he knew how Paris must feel. How did she handle it? Maybe she could teach him that too. But for now , he needed to think.