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Post by kittenwhiskers2 on Nov 9, 2011 17:09:26 GMT -5
Tristan had no idea why he was bothering with the project he was on his way to do. If it had been an individual project it was likely that he would have not even bothered to hand anything in. It would have also cost Ai her grades though and Tristan didn’t want that to happen. Particularly given her brothers reputation for strict control of his family. They had agreed to meet on the front lawn to make a start on it. Tristan hoped that being outside would make him more able to focus. Unless I decide to go running half way through this should work he thought to himself.
He was still beating himself up over the Aniela incident. He knew he should be less trusting of people but he didn’t find pessimism easy to come by. Unless of course Reena was involved. Even if she did like me she won’t after that he thought. He knew how much Reena hated others talking about her behind her back and yet he had still believed what Aniela had said. Either she was a great liar or he was just gullible. Tristan feared the latter more than the former. He knew he was easily lied to but never had it caused so much trouble for him and Reena. I finally figure out that I want to be with her and now I can’t be he thought frustrated.
As he sat down on the grass however he mentally reminded himself of all the potential signs that had given him hope. The way she let him hold her during the storm, how she wanted him to stay even when things felt awkward between them and the way she smiled whenever he was around. I wish I could know for sure though. Then I’d be able to make a move. he thought about how he might discover her feelings. ”Hey, how you been?” he greeted Ai as he saw her approach. ”Sorry I’m so late with this, problems about a girl” he laughed.
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Post by ai on Nov 13, 2011 17:38:46 GMT -5
-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- Ai was thankful for the fact that Tristan was actually going to work on their project together and not just leave her to do it all herself. She knew that she would have done it if she had to, though mainly just to keep Li from freaking out on her again. Ai had actually gone to their meeting place early, so she could kick around a soccer ball a little bit before and if Li had found her she could have claimed to be waiting for Tristan and working on a science project using gravity, a soccer ball, and herself. Wether he bought it or not was the real question, but Ai didn't care enough not to do it. All of her other homework was done, and she was already three chapters ahead in her English Lit, Science, and Math classes having been forced to study over the summer by Li.
Honestly, Ai had never really talked to Tristan, except for the occasional tennis talk or other sporty talk, as the two both seemed to share a love for being outside and playing sports. The biggest difference though was the fact that Ai knew what she wanted to do when she was done with school and was very intent on having amazing grades, though she hated to lose at anything and made grades a chalange and contest to keep her interest in them. Ai had heard on several occasions about how Tristand and Reena were thrown int an arranged marriage by Reena's older brother and how Reena had reacted, but she didn't know if it was true as the French princess didn't seem to like her much at all. Of course, Ai didn't really care if Reena liked her or not.
Finally seeing Tristan approach and lay down in the grass, Ai quickly made her way over to him and gave him a smile. "Hello, I'm good. How about you?" She asked him politely. Nodding her head, Ai waved it off still keeping the smile on her face. "Not a problem, I had a backup plan in case my brother did show up and wanted to say I was just being lazy." Ai figured that the girl was Reena. Taking a small breath, Ai decided to find out. "Is the girl Reena? I heard some things about you two, but I didn't know if they were true or not so I kind of just threw them in the "not true" pile until I was proven wrong." Ai knew that Tristan could either answer her question or simply ignore it, but Ai hoped that he'd at least answer the question.
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