Author's Notes:Thanks to the following for reviewing:Blond Cecile – Rhonda can have heart, she just needs love too. Number 6 – As always, thanks for reading and reviewing all of my HA fics Pullman lover – I am glad that you are intrigued. I like it when the characters are shown to have deep emotion.
Peering Into The Pages
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Ying Yang Twins
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We are the meeting of the waters—two kindred spirits
As always, she listens attentively as I recite my lyrics
While I am a raging rapid, she is a calm, peaceful brook
Deep inside her lies a champion, noticeable with one look
She's so shy and amiable—clearly my antithesis
Sometimes I think that without her I'd fall to pieces
---Page 39 of the Little Pink Book
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Sometimes I'll forget that Pheobe does not always need my protection. When Geraldo comes around, I instinctively feel as if it is my ultimate responsibility to make sure tall hair boy does not try anything. But then she'll remind of her infatuation with him, and I'll grudgingly let his comments slide. Occasionally, I'll feel as if I let her down in some undetectable way. Of course when I confront her about things like this, she usually steers the conversation away from herself and back to me.
I suppose that this tactic of hers could be construed as noble. Pheebs is the kind of person that you'd never intentionally hurt because her goody-goody attitude rubs off on you. Our classmates think that I boss her around, and in some ways I'll admit that I can. I try not to, but she takes it all in stride. She has this quiet air about her. She never speaks unless she expects to amaze the entire room. I don't think that she does this intentionally.
Then there are times when I feel as if perhaps I never knew her at all. She'll say something in her quiet, pensive manner revealing a well kept secret. One time she told me of her love of drawing, and I thought she meant the usual crap that I've seen kids in our class draw. Pheobe is a very talented artist. As I write this, she's sketching my portrait. I imagine that my constant scribbling must be a distraction, but she continues her work. Her small hands make elegant strokes with the charcoal, as my pen scrawls neatly on lavender pages.
"Pheebs, I think that you should submit your work to the school's newspaper. We both know that you're the best sketch artist in our grade. You're probably the best in the school."
She stops suddenly, her charcoal piece falls from her sullied hands. A confused look graces my face as she studies me strangely for a moment. She sighs, shaking her head with frustration. I pause my writing for a moment, unsure of how to address this awkward moment. I move slightly eliciting a hiss from Phoebe.
"I refuse to publicly submit my artwork until you publicly submit a poem."
I frown slightly. We've been through this scenario numerous times. Pheobe thinks that people will understand me better, and that Arnold would probably like me more if I were to publicly showcase my work. She believes that by doing this, people would appreciate me and what I have to offer. Her silly notion meant something to me, if only a little. Of course, my consideration of her request could be traced to the fact that we are best friends.
"I was thinking that if you still do not want to submit anything that identifies you as the poet, we could always work on our previous idea."
Phoebe says, bringing me from my silent reverie. Her fingers rub against the paper, shading the proper areas. We're silent once more, and the only sounds to be heard are our collective pen strokes against paper. I suppose I could do this just once, and I new Phoebe only wanted to coax me out of shell so that she could proudly showcase my talent. We both knew that if she wanted to, Phoebe could just as easily submit her art to the paper and be lauded with praise. She wanted to share the experience, and I could not take that away from her.
"Criminy! Alright Pheebs, it's a deal, but I refuse to write anything mushy! Pass me see your picture."
"Passing!"
She chirps, and even I can't help but laugh at her cheerfulness. Phoebe is definitely one of a kind.
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