Serena
There isn't a lot left to say. I guess happy endings can happen, but the struggle to get there isn't always that straightforward.
It wasn't that easy. And I wouldn't wish it was. Because that made it worth it.
I glance down at my hand for the umpteenth time that day. The small circular stone set on a silver band.
I'm twenty six...so that's seven years. Seven years since...
I never have and never will regret any of that.
"Serena, are bạn even listening to me?!" Kayla shrieks from the other side of the dressing room door. "Come on! You've been in there, what, fifteen phút now?"
She graduated a tháng ago. Plans on becoming a clothing designer. Luật sư đấu trí her, really. Fashionista.
I step out of the irritating small room.
"I say take that one..." she mutters.
"You think so?"
"Twirl," she orders. Tired of arguing, I comply.
Yeah, bạn guessed it. The afore mentioned fashionista is planning my wedding. And since this afternoon, thrusting dress after dress after dress at me.
I like this one, though. Silver and sleevless. Better yet, no ostentatious stuff.
"Great. We're taking it," she beams.
"Fantastic. Now I'm getting revenge and forcing bạn to try a multitude of bridesmaid dresses."
"Yay!" she squealed.
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When it comes to love, our reasons aren't based on reason hoặc logic at all.
bạn don't need a reason to tình yêu someone. If bạn tried to say why bạn loved them, bạn wouldn't reach the end of the danh sách anytime soon. bạn can shorten it, but there's no way to say it all.
bạn can tell if someone cares. Because of the way they touch you, like there are no words.
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I was sitting in the place Kayla had sat three years ago, against the wall, looking out the window. After helping me carry a dozen odd shopping bags home, she had collapsed on the couch. Ash was with Shaun, they'd gone to see a movie. Probably on the way trang chủ right now.
My thoughts wandered, so I didn't notice them coming trang chủ until he sat down tiếp theo to me and asked, "What are we looking at?"
I didn't get to reply, because he pulled me into his lap, and kissed me. God, I tình yêu him.
"I tình yêu bạn too," I said, when we resurfaced for air.
There isn't a lot left to say. I guess happy endings can happen, but the struggle to get there isn't always that straightforward.
It wasn't that easy. And I wouldn't wish it was. Because that made it worth it.
I glance down at my hand for the umpteenth time that day. The small circular stone set on a silver band.
I'm twenty six...so that's seven years. Seven years since...
I never have and never will regret any of that.
"Serena, are bạn even listening to me?!" Kayla shrieks from the other side of the dressing room door. "Come on! You've been in there, what, fifteen phút now?"
She graduated a tháng ago. Plans on becoming a clothing designer. Luật sư đấu trí her, really. Fashionista.
I step out of the irritating small room.
"I say take that one..." she mutters.
"You think so?"
"Twirl," she orders. Tired of arguing, I comply.
Yeah, bạn guessed it. The afore mentioned fashionista is planning my wedding. And since this afternoon, thrusting dress after dress after dress at me.
I like this one, though. Silver and sleevless. Better yet, no ostentatious stuff.
"Great. We're taking it," she beams.
"Fantastic. Now I'm getting revenge and forcing bạn to try a multitude of bridesmaid dresses."
"Yay!" she squealed.
**************************************************
When it comes to love, our reasons aren't based on reason hoặc logic at all.
bạn don't need a reason to tình yêu someone. If bạn tried to say why bạn loved them, bạn wouldn't reach the end of the danh sách anytime soon. bạn can shorten it, but there's no way to say it all.
bạn can tell if someone cares. Because of the way they touch you, like there are no words.
**************************************************
I was sitting in the place Kayla had sat three years ago, against the wall, looking out the window. After helping me carry a dozen odd shopping bags home, she had collapsed on the couch. Ash was with Shaun, they'd gone to see a movie. Probably on the way trang chủ right now.
My thoughts wandered, so I didn't notice them coming trang chủ until he sat down tiếp theo to me and asked, "What are we looking at?"
I didn't get to reply, because he pulled me into his lap, and kissed me. God, I tình yêu him.
"I tình yêu bạn too," I said, when we resurfaced for air.
If you've learnt British English and you're travelling in the States,or if you've learnt American English and you're travelling in Britain,you'll notice some differences.An obvious difference is the accent,but most travellers find that they don't have too many problems with this.There are some grammatical differences,but they shoudn't make it difficult to understand people,or to communicate.That leaves differences in vocabulary,which can cause misunderstandings.Sometimes the difference is only the spelling,for example,in British English 'center','colour',and 'travelled',and in American English 'centre','color',and 'traveled'.But sometimes the word is completely different in British and American English,and it's good idea to be prepared.