I left her room quietly, only speaking my farewell when I was half-way out. She smiled back slightly and that was it. Her doors closed shut and I began my long voyage "home".
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Dita:
I feel awful, but happy. It's weird but despite all that... Hibiki was there for me.
I began to remember the night's events. Hibiki was with me, but I couldn't show my appreciation. Not that much. I look sarcastic!
I lay in bed thinking and thinking. If I still feel something, even just the slightest for this boy, then could it be love? Love? You'd probably say, "no its called infatuation." No, I'm done with that. It was like that before, then crush, then "like", but now... love? I've seen him at his worst. I know how irritating he is. He isn't perfect or handsome. He's just a person, but he's different. Maybe because he isn't like the other girls or men on the ship. He has this intellectual side that touches me, but he hardly shows it. I love being with him because all I feel is that I'm with someone I trust and am comfortable with (kinda).
Hah, what am I saying... I am not in denial. No, I admit I do love him. I love him. But I don't like entertaining this thought because I don't want to love him. He already is dead in love with this other girl, who has such a great charm that she draws him to her!!! Doesn't he see that I'm here too? This is why I've been fighting my feelings. I don't want to get hurt because I love him and I know that because I love him, I will let him be happy with Misty.
Hah... I need to stop. Hibiki doesn't even like me. We're just friends, that's all.
I just remembered, Bart's party. I'll go. Why deprive myself because of a man? What to wear? uhhhhh
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Hibiki:
I haven't been seeing Dita around these past few days. Is she really not going to Bart's? Strange woman! She's going to miss out on all the food and food. Maybe, she still feels bad. I wanted to visit her and see if she was alright but I knew she wouldn't tell me the truth. It hurts! It hurts...
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Dita:
The party is tonight. I'm wearing a fairy costume. It isn't so creative and original for that matter, but I don't feel much like trying. Urgh, its back. Depression because of this one boy.
I stepped out of my room to see what everyone else was doing. I looked. People were running around preparing their costumes. Hmmm, wish I felt that happy...
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Hibiki:
"Oy Misty! Don't forget tonight! I'll pick you up at 5:30 sharp!"
"Yes, Hibiki..."
"Psst, remind Duero to pick up Parfet too."
"Yes, I did already."
"Well, tell him we'll meet up at you know where, so we can all go together."
"Okay... I'll tell him now!"
"Good, hurry up, woman, and don't t-e-l-l...."
I saw her, Dita, looking at me. She heard the whole thing. Drat! Oh no, what'll she think... I'm dead...
"Uh, Dita, um, are you going later?"
"...maybe"
"You should, uh, go!"
"...ya..."
"Um I have to go to the, the, the um a ....."
I ran. I didn't know what to do. Come on! I'm not perfect. Shoot, I'm such a loser!
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Dita:
hahh... He has plans with Parfet, Duero and... Misty. I feel so... bad! I can't think of anything else to say. My friends are joining them. I mean, I can't do anything. They're his friends too but... why me?
I don't want to go anymore..... but I promised myself. I'd do this for myself. I can't be selfish. I'll do this for Bart and for myself, even if it is selfish.
***********
I got dressed. I wore a long skirt. It was light, light blue and made of a flowy fabric. The top was a wrap-around tube with beadwork. It was of another shade of blue. I wore my hair down without the clips, and i sprinkled glitter on it. I added body glitter and added a touch of light make-up. I grabbed the wand I made a while ago and stared at my mirror. I felt vain... but I felt pretty. I haven't actually told myself that, but I feel I do look it right now.
I looked at my watch... quarter to six. Hmmm, Hibiki is with her already. Bet he's enjoying. I wish I was Misty right now. I don't want to put up a fight with my feelings. I'm too tired and sick of it.
I sat down on my bed. When will I go? I don't feel like I should anymore. Hush, stand! Let's go!
I walked to my door as it swung open. I raised my head up and met a pair of anxious and waiting eyes.
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Dita:
I feel awful, but happy. It's weird but despite all that... Hibiki was there for me.
I began to remember the night's events. Hibiki was with me, but I couldn't show my appreciation. Not that much. I look sarcastic!
I lay in bed thinking and thinking. If I still feel something, even just the slightest for this boy, then could it be love? Love? You'd probably say, "no its called infatuation." No, I'm done with that. It was like that before, then crush, then "like", but now... love? I've seen him at his worst. I know how irritating he is. He isn't perfect or handsome. He's just a person, but he's different. Maybe because he isn't like the other girls or men on the ship. He has this intellectual side that touches me, but he hardly shows it. I love being with him because all I feel is that I'm with someone I trust and am comfortable with (kinda).
Hah, what am I saying... I am not in denial. No, I admit I do love him. I love him. But I don't like entertaining this thought because I don't want to love him. He already is dead in love with this other girl, who has such a great charm that she draws him to her!!! Doesn't he see that I'm here too? This is why I've been fighting my feelings. I don't want to get hurt because I love him and I know that because I love him, I will let him be happy with Misty.
Hah... I need to stop. Hibiki doesn't even like me. We're just friends, that's all.
I just remembered, Bart's party. I'll go. Why deprive myself because of a man? What to wear? uhhhhh
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Hibiki:
I haven't been seeing Dita around these past few days. Is she really not going to Bart's? Strange woman! She's going to miss out on all the food and food. Maybe, she still feels bad. I wanted to visit her and see if she was alright but I knew she wouldn't tell me the truth. It hurts! It hurts...
**************
Dita:
The party is tonight. I'm wearing a fairy costume. It isn't so creative and original for that matter, but I don't feel much like trying. Urgh, its back. Depression because of this one boy.
I stepped out of my room to see what everyone else was doing. I looked. People were running around preparing their costumes. Hmmm, wish I felt that happy...
*************
Hibiki:
"Oy Misty! Don't forget tonight! I'll pick you up at 5:30 sharp!"
"Yes, Hibiki..."
"Psst, remind Duero to pick up Parfet too."
"Yes, I did already."
"Well, tell him we'll meet up at you know where, so we can all go together."
"Okay... I'll tell him now!"
"Good, hurry up, woman, and don't t-e-l-l...."
I saw her, Dita, looking at me. She heard the whole thing. Drat! Oh no, what'll she think... I'm dead...
"Uh, Dita, um, are you going later?"
"...maybe"
"You should, uh, go!"
"...ya..."
"Um I have to go to the, the, the um a ....."
I ran. I didn't know what to do. Come on! I'm not perfect. Shoot, I'm such a loser!
***********
Dita:
hahh... He has plans with Parfet, Duero and... Misty. I feel so... bad! I can't think of anything else to say. My friends are joining them. I mean, I can't do anything. They're his friends too but... why me?
I don't want to go anymore..... but I promised myself. I'd do this for myself. I can't be selfish. I'll do this for Bart and for myself, even if it is selfish.
***********
I got dressed. I wore a long skirt. It was light, light blue and made of a flowy fabric. The top was a wrap-around tube with beadwork. It was of another shade of blue. I wore my hair down without the clips, and i sprinkled glitter on it. I added body glitter and added a touch of light make-up. I grabbed the wand I made a while ago and stared at my mirror. I felt vain... but I felt pretty. I haven't actually told myself that, but I feel I do look it right now.
I looked at my watch... quarter to six. Hmmm, Hibiki is with her already. Bet he's enjoying. I wish I was Misty right now. I don't want to put up a fight with my feelings. I'm too tired and sick of it.
I sat down on my bed. When will I go? I don't feel like I should anymore. Hush, stand! Let's go!
I walked to my door as it swung open. I raised my head up and met a pair of anxious and waiting eyes.