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Ch. 1 -- Once Upon A Time...
[Told by Trish Stratus]
Ever since we were little, Jeff and I had been really close, growing up in North Carolina. He knew everything about me and I knew everything about him...to the point where we practically said what the other was going to say next. We would talk for hours, with his rock music blasting and me singing on the phone. His older brother, Matt, would annoy him all the time, but they never fought because Jeff looked up to him. Three of us had a love for wrestling, too and Jeff and I always argued playfully over who would win.
When it came to girls, I'd always help him and Jeff was there for me through everything, no matter what, be it problems with family or boys. He knew the right things to say to cheer me up. There was one time where I did have feelings for him, but I was young back then. He knew about it too and we just laughed because he knew I was on my neverending search for a "Prince Charming" that would love me for me. Jeff always told me that I'd meet him when I least expected it, even if he was right in front of my face, which I never believed. Ever since then, we had been the best of friends and I wouldn't have had it any other way.
As we grew older, our friendship kind of fell out. We didn't have any time to talk to each other anymore. Our conversations went from the phone to online and only lasted for a minute, plus I also had to move to Canada with my family. That's how we grew apart.
Looking back on it now, I miss him and the memories we made. To this day, he is the only one who I can give credit for because he gave me the name, "Trish Stratus". He said it was easier to say than my real name, "Patricia Stratigias" and it always seemed that I was up in the clouds whenever I was in deep thought. I wonder if he still remembers, too.
Ch. 1 -- Once Upon A Time...
[Told by Trish Stratus]
Ever since we were little, Jeff and I had been really close, growing up in North Carolina. He knew everything about me and I knew everything about him...to the point where we practically said what the other was going to say next. We would talk for hours, with his rock music blasting and me singing on the phone. His older brother, Matt, would annoy him all the time, but they never fought because Jeff looked up to him. Three of us had a love for wrestling, too and Jeff and I always argued playfully over who would win.
When it came to girls, I'd always help him and Jeff was there for me through everything, no matter what, be it problems with family or boys. He knew the right things to say to cheer me up. There was one time where I did have feelings for him, but I was young back then. He knew about it too and we just laughed because he knew I was on my neverending search for a "Prince Charming" that would love me for me. Jeff always told me that I'd meet him when I least expected it, even if he was right in front of my face, which I never believed. Ever since then, we had been the best of friends and I wouldn't have had it any other way.
As we grew older, our friendship kind of fell out. We didn't have any time to talk to each other anymore. Our conversations went from the phone to online and only lasted for a minute, plus I also had to move to Canada with my family. That's how we grew apart.
Looking back on it now, I miss him and the memories we made. To this day, he is the only one who I can give credit for because he gave me the name, "Trish Stratus". He said it was easier to say than my real name, "Patricia Stratigias" and it always seemed that I was up in the clouds whenever I was in deep thought. I wonder if he still remembers, too.