grow, adapt and learn.
tolerate, too. Those are fine words, of course, but what do they mean anyway? The acceptance and understanding of things in childhood, nell'immaturità, for some adolescents and youth, are unacceptable, blatantly wrong, impossible to sustain.
Then comes the age of compromise. Age of reason, some people say.
So you accept that human beings are imperfect, the utopie impraticabili, le soluzioni mai 'pulite' e definitive, ma sempre mediate e parziali. Perché ci sono altre idee da prendere in carico, altre opinioni con cui confrontarsi, altre esigenze a cui rispondere.
E impariamo progressivamente ad accettare, fino ad usarle noi stessi, locuzioni e parole date per assunte. Ipotesi diventate senza ragione alcuna postulati. Già, perché non si può reinventare la ruota ogni volta, bisogna partire da più avanti dando per scontati dei passaggi, altrimenti non si arriva al punto finale. Solo che queste locuzioni, queste parole, questi concetti trasformati in assiomi e postulati, non tutti li abbiamo ben chiari, e anche tra coloro che li hanno chiari vi si attribuiscono significati diversi.
For example, I just read for the umpteenth time 'policy content'.
Politics should not be content. It is a means of communication or persuasion. It is not a book or a movie. Ask a child, I know. The policy must do things, and certainly for them and before them we must discuss it, but the debate is not the end, always do .
But no, I do not want to tell you that it is better to discuss a policy that does not, of course wrong.
And then? What do I mean?
Exactly what I said, without implications, without wanting to pull the ultimate morale, not aligned to a deployment. In Italy there is already too the idea of church party, which tells you what's good and what is not okay even if has nothing to do with ideology, the party's soccer team whose supporters are like a cheerleader and modify their views to justify 'athletes' [ eg. please explain why the left and right alignments should be unique on the Palestinian issue]. I'm not rooting for anyone. As in football. Or religion.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Survey Questions About Stds
mahoneyb @ 2010-11-20T18: 36:00
Findus Last but not yet I arrive! These tests stir me on facebook, could not be lacking here!
Here are the rules - Write this list changing my answers with yours and publish.
1. You are so named because someone else was called by that name?
No, mine have just opened at random the book of names: D
2. When was the last time you cried? Last night
throughout Harry Potter XD, otherwise 15 days ago when my sister started
3. Do you like your handwriting?
enough ... it is also true that depends on the pen and paper
4. What is your favorite meal of meat?
mmm ... hamburger (I've got fameeee)
5. Do you have children?
No, but in future I'll
6. If you were another person, would you be friends with yourself?
Obviously yes: p Long live modestly
7. DO YOU USE SARCASM?
mmm I do not know ... but we say at the right point
8. You still have your tonsils? It
9. You'd Bungee Jumping?
Maybe at a particular time of my life so I would
10. What is your favorite cereal?
Kellogg 's Special K Classic
11. Do you untie your shoes before removing them?
Also, I hate to remove them with force
13. Your favorite ice cream?
Hazel in the first, then if there are stracciatella and nutella not fail;)
14. What do you notice first thing in other people? In
a boy hair, I have fixed, I love to pass the hand through his hair thick and long *-* In general the people are dressed as, you know a lot from the way one dresses and I like to study people.
15. Red or pink?
Rosa
16. What do you like least about yourself?
The physicist, I should lose some chiletto. Sometimes even the nose, I have a slight hump that I love and hate
17. What do you miss most?
economic independence from my parents
18. Would that everyone complete this list?
If you have nothing to do ...
19. What color pants and shoes you have now? I
pajama pants with white stripes and pink and pink slippers with bugs bunny
20. What music are you listening?
the initials of the cartoons sung by Cristina D'Avena
21. A desire?
A month safari in Africa
22. If I were a crayon what color would you be? Green
23. Favourite smell?
Ferragamo Incanto
24. What was the last person you talked on the phone?
a friend of mine engaged in an excavation in Puglia
25. Do you like the person who sent you this? Shii
*.*
26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? Tennis
27. Dark brown hair color
28. Eye color? Castano
29. Do you wear contact lenses?
No, even if I wanted I could not, I can not put them -.-
30. Favorite foods?
lasagne of my grandmother, the grandmother of the other cakes and croquettes, spinach and ricotta crepes with my mom
31. Horror movies or happy ending? Horror
NO then do not sleep. Happy ending, yes, but I prefer a sad end with many tears.
32. Last movie seen?
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows *.* *.*
33. Color of the shirt you're wearing?
always in my pajamas, still pink
34. Summer or winter?
Estate because I can enjoy the beaches and the sea of my Sicily!
35. Hugs or kisses?
kisses kisses kisses
37. Who will answer most likely?
I do not know!
38. Who will respond less likely?
same
39. What book are you reading?
Without Words by Zhang Jie
40. What's on your mouse pad?
anything, do not use it, or rather I should buy one!
41. What you saw on TV last night?
Nothing .... I was at the cinema to see HP *.*
42. Your favorite sounds?
The voice of my sister
43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
appreciate them both, but in my heart win Rolling Stones
44. Qual è il posto più lontano da casa che hai visitato?
Londra
45. Hai un talento speciale?
Riconoscere una canzone dalla prima nota oppure, quando il locale è affollato e non si sente niente, dai bassi XD XD XD ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=1)
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Findus Last but not yet I arrive! These tests stir me on facebook, could not be lacking here!
Here are the rules - Write this list changing my answers with yours and publish.
1. You are so named because someone else was called by that name?
No, mine have just opened at random the book of names: D
2. When was the last time you cried? Last night
throughout Harry Potter XD, otherwise 15 days ago when my sister started
3. Do you like your handwriting?
enough ... it is also true that depends on the pen and paper
4. What is your favorite meal of meat?
mmm ... hamburger (I've got fameeee)
5. Do you have children?
No, but in future I'll
6. If you were another person, would you be friends with yourself?
Obviously yes: p Long live modestly
7. DO YOU USE SARCASM?
mmm I do not know ... but we say at the right point
8. You still have your tonsils? It
9. You'd Bungee Jumping?
Maybe at a particular time of my life so I would
10. What is your favorite cereal?
Kellogg 's Special K Classic
11. Do you untie your shoes before removing them?
Also, I hate to remove them with force
13. Your favorite ice cream?
Hazel in the first, then if there are stracciatella and nutella not fail;)
14. What do you notice first thing in other people? In
a boy hair, I have fixed, I love to pass the hand through his hair thick and long *-* In general the people are dressed as, you know a lot from the way one dresses and I like to study people.
15. Red or pink?
Rosa
16. What do you like least about yourself?
The physicist, I should lose some chiletto. Sometimes even the nose, I have a slight hump that I love and hate
17. What do you miss most?
economic independence from my parents
18. Would that everyone complete this list?
If you have nothing to do ...
19. What color pants and shoes you have now? I
pajama pants with white stripes and pink and pink slippers with bugs bunny
20. What music are you listening?
the initials of the cartoons sung by Cristina D'Avena
21. A desire?
A month safari in Africa
22. If I were a crayon what color would you be? Green
23. Favourite smell?
Ferragamo Incanto
24. What was the last person you talked on the phone?
a friend of mine engaged in an excavation in Puglia
25. Do you like the person who sent you this? Shii
*.*
26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? Tennis
27. Dark brown hair color
28. Eye color? Castano
29. Do you wear contact lenses?
No, even if I wanted I could not, I can not put them -.-
30. Favorite foods?
lasagne of my grandmother, the grandmother of the other cakes and croquettes, spinach and ricotta crepes with my mom
31. Horror movies or happy ending? Horror
NO then do not sleep. Happy ending, yes, but I prefer a sad end with many tears.
32. Last movie seen?
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows *.* *.*
33. Color of the shirt you're wearing?
always in my pajamas, still pink
34. Summer or winter?
Estate because I can enjoy the beaches and the sea of my Sicily!
35. Hugs or kisses?
kisses kisses kisses
37. Who will answer most likely?
I do not know!
38. Who will respond less likely?
same
39. What book are you reading?
Without Words by Zhang Jie
40. What's on your mouse pad?
anything, do not use it, or rather I should buy one!
41. What you saw on TV last night?
Nothing .... I was at the cinema to see HP *.*
42. Your favorite sounds?
The voice of my sister
43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
appreciate them both, but in my heart win Rolling Stones
44. Qual è il posto più lontano da casa che hai visitato?
Londra
45. Hai un talento speciale?
Riconoscere una canzone dalla prima nota oppure, quando il locale è affollato e non si sente niente, dai bassi XD XD XD
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How To Play Biffy Clyro On Piano
Reynolds Legacy 1.2 - Weird Connection
Buon sabato mattina a tutti! Reduce dalla mia nottata harrypotteriana (sconvolgente) pubblico il secondo capitolo della legacy!! Purtroppo non mi è facile concentrarmi su qualcosa che non sia Harry Potter ora, ma non potevo lasciarvi ancora un giorno senza update, so sorry for any grammar mistakes! I leave you to read ... Under the cut!
The sun was high in the sky when Bridgeport Brie woke up with a big headache and back to pieces. She seemed to have drunk gallons of alcohol, even though it was only a wretched cocktail was the culprit and that's because he never drank a lot in his life. He stayed for at least another day because that night she barely slept because of Tyron. He explained that Poppy had been hit in the Alcohol and clear mind would never do such a thing general. But it was not just the cocktails, the music, the situation, his blue eyes from which he could not break away and saw that even if he closed his eyes. Who knows what time it was, the alarm was on the table and she had no desire to move, was so well under those comfortable blankets. She touched her lips with his fingers ... had been a relentless whirlwind that had dragged down to the bottom, where the world did not exist and her lips were his only source of life. He had to admit that this was the best kiss he had given and received, but Tyron was not a stranger to her, a beautiful stranger. The look was enough in eyes because his world crumbling to pieces. In comparison to all the boys for good and caring with which she had left, he was a devil in disguise. The ringing of the phone brought her back, Poppy was an sms: "Hi! I just woke up, you are in an hour "
No no no ... Poppy did not want to get up nor face now, he still had his mind clouded by the spell of Ty.
reluctantly pulled out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen to have breakfast with one eye still closed and the other half open poured the cold milk and wheat cereal in a cup, that was his ideal breakfast.
had just spent half an hour when Poppy rang the doorbell.
"I'm sorry, I did before, you do not mind it?" Poppy was perky and active as ever, as if he had spent the entire night disco dancing on high heels. "Poppy, how can you tell me? You look fresh as a daisy, I feel like a zombie "" Ah, my dear, tricks of the trade, it takes years and years of experience to learn, luckily you have me, I'll tell all later, now we have more things ; urgent to talk about "She heard a vice
sudden stomach. They had to talk about urgent things, maybe he already knew, maybe he had seen them last night! "This morning I woke up Ty" or perhaps Tyron had told her everything, "he told me last night, do not look like that corpse, I am not angry nor do I feel betrayed and that sort of thing"
Brie, who was to dump on the environment by the avalanche of excuses and explanations that had been prepared, rolled his eyes to the absolute peace of Poppy "Poppy, I feel crap"
"You must not, darling, listen I knew that Ty would have tried, and since you saw that does nothing but ask you, was only a matter of time "
He understood that it was good or bad headache that made bad jokes? Why had not said anything? Brie could easily have avoided all this unpleasant situation, but Poppy had let it happen, as if it was not important.
"Poppy had to tell me!"
"Maybe yes, maybe no, but I know Ty, he would have remained fixed for you if you had not kissed yesterday. I know that I have as friends, but it seemed the only way to avoid that Tyron is put between us ... "
Had fallen silent, Brie did not want to answer because a mixture of disappointment and anger was slowly hold of her. He could not believe what his ears had just heard! He had spent a night of disgust, turning over in bed, a prey to feelings of guilt, worried about how Poppy would have taken it and, instead, Poppy was not the least concerned about her.
Here is the flip side, that side of the negative people who always went out after. Yet he had resolved not to blame for these things, not to expect too much from people, useless, whenever we fell.
rising from his chair, he said coldly, "I have to go take a shower and then I clean the house Mike that afternoon to assemble the paintings, "without feeling the slightest leak moved over the table towards the stairs that led upstairs ..." Brie "the voice came from behind supplicant Poppy . Heck, just could not make the bitch, was unnatural. Without stopping looked over his shoulder and smiled "I'll call you later"
After that was gone up the stairs, he waited at the window hidden by the curtains that she would go away and then he jumped in the shower in the hope that this jet of hot water could make them slip away everything had happened in the last 24 hours.
The shower had relaxed, he knew that Poppy would have been made to forgive, but he could not take off the heavy feeling of being alone in a city that barely knew. While he was dressing a sense of nostalgia permeated, nostalgia for what was familiar to Littlecrops, the thick woods and gloomy swamps, that made her feel safe. Instead he opened his eyes in front of an expanse of concrete, the vices of man, what is it that if not the most dangerous predator.
The difference between his old life and the new one was abysmal, only now beginning to come to terms. Looking at one of still wrapped square flat on the ground, a flicker of hope reminded her why she had just dressed instead of going to sleep. There was always Mike! It seemed so much a good person, even if it was not in the position to be able to make predictions about people, about him would have bet the house he had just inherited.
looked at the clock on the wall, he still had a few hours before he arrived, so he decided to leave the house, not walking around aimlessly, half knew her well.
climbed up the hill, passing great and beautiful villas, unable not to hate, and came to a house which, if not go wrong, it was Tyron's villa. Sure, he could be wrong, but it was just what Poppy had indicated a few days before. He was so focused on his thoughts that he had not even noticed that a few feet away a woman had dropped the sheets on the pavement and had bent to pick them all. Brie stood at the entrance, looking around for the last name of Tyron written somewhere. He wanted to be safe and not make a fool of his usual.
"Looking for someone" from his shoulders came the voice of the woman who had not fully seen, and had approached, he noticed Brie, looked at her with dazed expression. "I was looking Tyron, they told me who lives here," the lady pointed to the entrance door "Come in, at home, watching TV was" thanking you walked up the driveway to the front door, where Tyron was to accept a bare-chested.
Deadly vision, for a moment he forgot what had come to do. "I wonder why I was expecting your visit to this" did not even wait for the nod to go, Brie crossed the threshold and stood before him with folded arms, "We talk "
He paused with his eyes on his arm, while Ty told her to go into the living room, the lines of those muscles so they carved a temptation too great for his eyes, which followed them to the hand, a big hand e. .. "Enough!" Exclaimed giving itself a slap in the face. Tyron was still there in front of her, stared at her like a screwball.
"It's not that you could get a shirt?"
"Yes, sorry, I was doing some bending" and disappeared up the stairs, apparently directed at his room, leaving Brie in the company that made the image of him bending. It gave him slaps, was not the time to have a hormonal storm, had to find the office, he gave him at least four. Tyron came soon after he left in the fourth and Brie "You're an asshole, you know? In fact, doubly asshole! "
" You suffer Poppy and then also look to put it against me? "
" I have not tried to put it against you "
" Really? Did not look yesterday when I kissed you "
" You are as guilty as me, you've responded to the kiss and, admit it, I also enjoyed "that cocky, arrogant, asshole! Brie was going haywire with rage if it were a cartoon would become very red, with clouds of smoke that came out of his ears and a warning siren in the background.
"To you, you do not care about Poppy, and yet you grew up together, you're like brother and sister! How can you behave like this with her? You're despicable "Tyron became serious all of a sudden, Brie saw a flash of anger in his eyes.
held his gaze for a moment, hatred for hatred, then turned on his heels and walked away, come before the desire to slap, because words are not even the scalp. He arrived home just hoping that he lacked the arrival of Mike, he needed to get distracted. There was still a bit ', then, to download the rage, began to play with the first PS3 shooter that happened in his hand. Shortly after the bell rang, Mike finally arrived! He turned off the console and went happy to open the door, was just happy to see Mike. With great disappointment at the door there was Mike, but Tyron. What did it again? Her eyes were reduced to two slots, while throwing glances full of anger, which apparently had not dampened the PS3 at all.
was he to break silence. "Poppy is not in love with me," his tone was different, seriously, Brie thought he saw a note of regret. Possible?
'E' in love with the idea of us, we have the large villa, the beautiful little family that we will form. Makes her feel safe, but it is not really in love and never think, even for a second, I do not take to her like a sister to me, I could never do anything that hell "
There was a different guy in front of her, was worried, as it was she was trying to show them that it was not the monster that she had described, and arrogant asshole. It was not to be then if he had come to his house, it means that the amounts of Poppy. "Did not think I ever said put it in? But she always ends up making fun of, never gives importance to my words "
Brie was not even noticed it, but all the hatred that was bestowed upon him before he vanished into thin air. Now I do not even know she explain what she felt, but it certainly was not hate, it was completely different ... it was like the night before, those feelings that were fighting each other, were the ones who drag down the vortex. It was now happens again ... His eyes ... had trapped again as the night before
"Even when I talked about you, she snubbed me with a laugh, it does not malice, I simply do not believe that" the engine of a car had stopped, both turned to look at where it came from .
Mike had just parked in front of the house. No, he did not want Ty to go, wanted to know ... Know what? What aTyron had told her to Poppy? And because we never had to import them? But yes, the above matter and would not stop looking at those eyes, was a delight too good to pass up, "What did you tell me?" Mike said while closing the car door. Ty turned to look at "It's happening again, like yesterday," Brie knew what he was referring. Meanwhile, the second ran and Mike approached. It was a desperate race against time, wanted to know, wanted to know ... "Gotta go" Brie ignored him, "What did you say?" Tyron was about to tell him, but now the time had expired.
path Mike had been the last few steps that separated him from her. Mike Tryon greeted him, then walked away.
was a big job to assemble all the paintings, more than for her to Mike, who merely move the pieces and control that the picture was straight.
And between one thing and another his mind kept returning to Ty, the strange bond that was created at that point there in front of his house. Even later, when they went to the movies, she only had a fixed idea. He felt sorry for Mike, but could not stop thinking about him, it was like a drug. A finished film, left the room, Mike spoke to the film, she does not even remember what movie they saw and responded to hints Head and syllables. Only the car parked in front of the pink Poppy cinema back to reality.
"Poppy are you doing here?" Brie bent to watch her friend from the window down. It was no surprise to find it there, you probably wanted to apologize.
"I saw Ty afternoon," the funereal tone of Poppy does not bode good. Mike knew the situation there and greeted the girls and Brie got into the car. On the way Poppy remained completely silent, then came home, sat on a bench in the garden and began to speak
"I've never had a best friend, I have always kept their distance from all the girls because , I was jealous of Ty, I did not want that to happen to them what it is success with you, I could not avoid. I know that I have put in a bad situation and that you felt betrayed, but as I was blinded by Tyron. It all started the first year of high school, when I began to see how people can be false in the world of the rich. I could not trust anyone, so Ty became my beacon of light, my certainty. Afternoon I saw him, we talked about ... I do not think I ever really listened to all these years we sonosciamo. He can never fall in love with me and maybe I'm not really in love with him "for all that time had been bent forward, watching the grass in front of her, but suddenly he was pulled up and she turned to Brie "Now that I've found a real person, I do not want to lose to a stupid fix. Brie you're my first real friend! "Brie moved hugged her" I forgive you, provided that the next time that Ty wants to kiss me, you tell me first! "" I promise! "Both burst out laugh like they used to do. The friendship can never be perfect, but it always goes beyond everything.
A week had passed and with it another weekend, this very quiet compared to the previous year, mainly because Ty Brie had carefully avoided, even if some than she would have wanted. He was always trying to to go to him when he saw him at the counter or on settees on some disco, the same was true for him, but both were at a safe distance for Poppy, which was used to the idea that his future was wonderful just collapsed. Brie instead began to adjust to social life, although it remained of the view that coca cola and pizza with friends was the perfect evening. He got to know better the environment of upper and Bridgeport had discovered that the favorite activity of young girls was the gossip. Who did what. It was really sad but not worried about it, indeed, it does not own the thong, because the people he knew, Poppy, Mike, Tyrone, were out from those vicious circles. There was someone who was saved, had those few friends with whom Poppy and Tyron came from years of high school. "A few but good" Poppy always said. Apart from the night life and the exuberance of Poppy that, although she had been sorely tried, began to surface slowly, spent the weekend Brie normal. Only once she had found herself in dangerous contact with Ty, on Saturday afternoon, when he presented himself at his home without notice.
"Tyron! What brings you here? "
" I was jogging - and I saw, hot, sweaty, Brie undressed him with her eyes - and I moved here to invite you to lunch tomorrow at my house "
An invitation to lunch? It was the last thing he expected.
"Still, my mother is inviting you, it would take to get to know you, I'll keep at a safe distance"
's true! Even the mother of Tyrone was Littlecrops, he had completely forgotten! "Thank her for me, I can not wait to meet you too!"
The next day at lunch he came to the house of Tyrone as expected, happy because they would speak and all of Littlecrops day and have temporarily forgotten the chaotic life of Bridgeport, loved the village so remote that it lacked much. Tyron presented the family, the father, the director of a company that produced a strange material that Brie had never heard of her sister, a beautiful girl with blue eyes like those of Tyron and finally the mother, who discovered Brie ; be the lady who had met a week earlier in front of the villa of Tyron.
"It 's a pleasure to meet you! Come, dinner is ready - he said affectionately, taking her arm and bringing it into the living room - I hope you like the roast "" Like? 'm Going crazy! "
Lunch passed pleasantly, indeed, for it was like Brie feel at home for the first time during those weeks. She and her mother Tyron monopolized the discourse on Littlecrops, its 3000 inhabitants, the town near the school that both had attended, the parties of the country, mainly on what had changed and what had remained the same. They were so taken by the memories that sometimes they forgot the other three people sitting at the table. After lunch we had talked so much that now Brie could not give her more of her. "Come Brie, I want to show you something" Brie followed her into a sitting room ... Shannon sat on the couch, so called, leaned forward to get a photo album resting on the table, gave it to him in hand, "Look," he said.
Brie thinking opened the album to see pictures of the life of Shannon Littlecrops, but the entire front page was occupied by a vertical picture with two girls. Brie froze. My heart began to beat faster. One of them was to be Shannon obviously young, but the other girl was ... was his mother! He had no doubts, it was his mother and what you saw was behind the house where her grandparents had grown up Brie. "Your mother ... - Said the mother of Ty Brie while still staring at the photo in his hands, was my best friend ... "
Buon sabato mattina a tutti! Reduce dalla mia nottata harrypotteriana (sconvolgente) pubblico il secondo capitolo della legacy!! Purtroppo non mi è facile concentrarmi su qualcosa che non sia Harry Potter ora, ma non potevo lasciarvi ancora un giorno senza update, so sorry for any grammar mistakes! I leave you to read ... Under the cut!
The sun was high in the sky when Bridgeport Brie woke up with a big headache and back to pieces. She seemed to have drunk gallons of alcohol, even though it was only a wretched cocktail was the culprit and that's because he never drank a lot in his life. He stayed for at least another day because that night she barely slept because of Tyron. He explained that Poppy had been hit in the Alcohol and clear mind would never do such a thing general. But it was not just the cocktails, the music, the situation, his blue eyes from which he could not break away and saw that even if he closed his eyes. Who knows what time it was, the alarm was on the table and she had no desire to move, was so well under those comfortable blankets. She touched her lips with his fingers ... had been a relentless whirlwind that had dragged down to the bottom, where the world did not exist and her lips were his only source of life. He had to admit that this was the best kiss he had given and received, but Tyron was not a stranger to her, a beautiful stranger. The look was enough in eyes because his world crumbling to pieces. In comparison to all the boys for good and caring with which she had left, he was a devil in disguise. The ringing of the phone brought her back, Poppy was an sms: "Hi! I just woke up, you are in an hour "
No no no ... Poppy did not want to get up nor face now, he still had his mind clouded by the spell of Ty.
reluctantly pulled out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen to have breakfast with one eye still closed and the other half open poured the cold milk and wheat cereal in a cup, that was his ideal breakfast.
had just spent half an hour when Poppy rang the doorbell.
"I'm sorry, I did before, you do not mind it?" Poppy was perky and active as ever, as if he had spent the entire night disco dancing on high heels. "Poppy, how can you tell me? You look fresh as a daisy, I feel like a zombie "" Ah, my dear, tricks of the trade, it takes years and years of experience to learn, luckily you have me, I'll tell all later, now we have more things ; urgent to talk about "She heard a vice
sudden stomach. They had to talk about urgent things, maybe he already knew, maybe he had seen them last night! "This morning I woke up Ty" or perhaps Tyron had told her everything, "he told me last night, do not look like that corpse, I am not angry nor do I feel betrayed and that sort of thing"
Brie, who was to dump on the environment by the avalanche of excuses and explanations that had been prepared, rolled his eyes to the absolute peace of Poppy "Poppy, I feel crap"
"You must not, darling, listen I knew that Ty would have tried, and since you saw that does nothing but ask you, was only a matter of time "
He understood that it was good or bad headache that made bad jokes? Why had not said anything? Brie could easily have avoided all this unpleasant situation, but Poppy had let it happen, as if it was not important.
"Poppy had to tell me!"
"Maybe yes, maybe no, but I know Ty, he would have remained fixed for you if you had not kissed yesterday. I know that I have as friends, but it seemed the only way to avoid that Tyron is put between us ... "
Had fallen silent, Brie did not want to answer because a mixture of disappointment and anger was slowly hold of her. He could not believe what his ears had just heard! He had spent a night of disgust, turning over in bed, a prey to feelings of guilt, worried about how Poppy would have taken it and, instead, Poppy was not the least concerned about her.
Here is the flip side, that side of the negative people who always went out after. Yet he had resolved not to blame for these things, not to expect too much from people, useless, whenever we fell.
rising from his chair, he said coldly, "I have to go take a shower and then I clean the house Mike that afternoon to assemble the paintings, "without feeling the slightest leak moved over the table towards the stairs that led upstairs ..." Brie "the voice came from behind supplicant Poppy . Heck, just could not make the bitch, was unnatural. Without stopping looked over his shoulder and smiled "I'll call you later"
After that was gone up the stairs, he waited at the window hidden by the curtains that she would go away and then he jumped in the shower in the hope that this jet of hot water could make them slip away everything had happened in the last 24 hours.
The shower had relaxed, he knew that Poppy would have been made to forgive, but he could not take off the heavy feeling of being alone in a city that barely knew. While he was dressing a sense of nostalgia permeated, nostalgia for what was familiar to Littlecrops, the thick woods and gloomy swamps, that made her feel safe. Instead he opened his eyes in front of an expanse of concrete, the vices of man, what is it that if not the most dangerous predator.
The difference between his old life and the new one was abysmal, only now beginning to come to terms. Looking at one of still wrapped square flat on the ground, a flicker of hope reminded her why she had just dressed instead of going to sleep. There was always Mike! It seemed so much a good person, even if it was not in the position to be able to make predictions about people, about him would have bet the house he had just inherited.
looked at the clock on the wall, he still had a few hours before he arrived, so he decided to leave the house, not walking around aimlessly, half knew her well.
climbed up the hill, passing great and beautiful villas, unable not to hate, and came to a house which, if not go wrong, it was Tyron's villa. Sure, he could be wrong, but it was just what Poppy had indicated a few days before. He was so focused on his thoughts that he had not even noticed that a few feet away a woman had dropped the sheets on the pavement and had bent to pick them all. Brie stood at the entrance, looking around for the last name of Tyron written somewhere. He wanted to be safe and not make a fool of his usual.
"Looking for someone" from his shoulders came the voice of the woman who had not fully seen, and had approached, he noticed Brie, looked at her with dazed expression. "I was looking Tyron, they told me who lives here," the lady pointed to the entrance door "Come in, at home, watching TV was" thanking you walked up the driveway to the front door, where Tyron was to accept a bare-chested.
Deadly vision, for a moment he forgot what had come to do. "I wonder why I was expecting your visit to this" did not even wait for the nod to go, Brie crossed the threshold and stood before him with folded arms, "We talk "
He paused with his eyes on his arm, while Ty told her to go into the living room, the lines of those muscles so they carved a temptation too great for his eyes, which followed them to the hand, a big hand e. .. "Enough!" Exclaimed giving itself a slap in the face. Tyron was still there in front of her, stared at her like a screwball.
"It's not that you could get a shirt?"
"Yes, sorry, I was doing some bending" and disappeared up the stairs, apparently directed at his room, leaving Brie in the company that made the image of him bending. It gave him slaps, was not the time to have a hormonal storm, had to find the office, he gave him at least four. Tyron came soon after he left in the fourth and Brie "You're an asshole, you know? In fact, doubly asshole! "
" You suffer Poppy and then also look to put it against me? "
" I have not tried to put it against you "
" Really? Did not look yesterday when I kissed you "
" You are as guilty as me, you've responded to the kiss and, admit it, I also enjoyed "that cocky, arrogant, asshole! Brie was going haywire with rage if it were a cartoon would become very red, with clouds of smoke that came out of his ears and a warning siren in the background.
"To you, you do not care about Poppy, and yet you grew up together, you're like brother and sister! How can you behave like this with her? You're despicable "Tyron became serious all of a sudden, Brie saw a flash of anger in his eyes.
held his gaze for a moment, hatred for hatred, then turned on his heels and walked away, come before the desire to slap, because words are not even the scalp. He arrived home just hoping that he lacked the arrival of Mike, he needed to get distracted. There was still a bit ', then, to download the rage, began to play with the first PS3 shooter that happened in his hand. Shortly after the bell rang, Mike finally arrived! He turned off the console and went happy to open the door, was just happy to see Mike. With great disappointment at the door there was Mike, but Tyron. What did it again? Her eyes were reduced to two slots, while throwing glances full of anger, which apparently had not dampened the PS3 at all.
was he to break silence. "Poppy is not in love with me," his tone was different, seriously, Brie thought he saw a note of regret. Possible?
'E' in love with the idea of us, we have the large villa, the beautiful little family that we will form. Makes her feel safe, but it is not really in love and never think, even for a second, I do not take to her like a sister to me, I could never do anything that hell "
There was a different guy in front of her, was worried, as it was she was trying to show them that it was not the monster that she had described, and arrogant asshole. It was not to be then if he had come to his house, it means that the amounts of Poppy. "Did not think I ever said put it in? But she always ends up making fun of, never gives importance to my words "
Brie was not even noticed it, but all the hatred that was bestowed upon him before he vanished into thin air. Now I do not even know she explain what she felt, but it certainly was not hate, it was completely different ... it was like the night before, those feelings that were fighting each other, were the ones who drag down the vortex. It was now happens again ... His eyes ... had trapped again as the night before
"Even when I talked about you, she snubbed me with a laugh, it does not malice, I simply do not believe that" the engine of a car had stopped, both turned to look at where it came from .
Mike had just parked in front of the house. No, he did not want Ty to go, wanted to know ... Know what? What aTyron had told her to Poppy? And because we never had to import them? But yes, the above matter and would not stop looking at those eyes, was a delight too good to pass up, "What did you tell me?" Mike said while closing the car door. Ty turned to look at "It's happening again, like yesterday," Brie knew what he was referring. Meanwhile, the second ran and Mike approached. It was a desperate race against time, wanted to know, wanted to know ... "Gotta go" Brie ignored him, "What did you say?" Tyron was about to tell him, but now the time had expired.
path Mike had been the last few steps that separated him from her. Mike Tryon greeted him, then walked away.
was a big job to assemble all the paintings, more than for her to Mike, who merely move the pieces and control that the picture was straight.
And between one thing and another his mind kept returning to Ty, the strange bond that was created at that point there in front of his house. Even later, when they went to the movies, she only had a fixed idea. He felt sorry for Mike, but could not stop thinking about him, it was like a drug. A finished film, left the room, Mike spoke to the film, she does not even remember what movie they saw and responded to hints Head and syllables. Only the car parked in front of the pink Poppy cinema back to reality.
"Poppy are you doing here?" Brie bent to watch her friend from the window down. It was no surprise to find it there, you probably wanted to apologize.
"I saw Ty afternoon," the funereal tone of Poppy does not bode good. Mike knew the situation there and greeted the girls and Brie got into the car. On the way Poppy remained completely silent, then came home, sat on a bench in the garden and began to speak
"I've never had a best friend, I have always kept their distance from all the girls because , I was jealous of Ty, I did not want that to happen to them what it is success with you, I could not avoid. I know that I have put in a bad situation and that you felt betrayed, but as I was blinded by Tyron. It all started the first year of high school, when I began to see how people can be false in the world of the rich. I could not trust anyone, so Ty became my beacon of light, my certainty. Afternoon I saw him, we talked about ... I do not think I ever really listened to all these years we sonosciamo. He can never fall in love with me and maybe I'm not really in love with him "for all that time had been bent forward, watching the grass in front of her, but suddenly he was pulled up and she turned to Brie "Now that I've found a real person, I do not want to lose to a stupid fix. Brie you're my first real friend! "Brie moved hugged her" I forgive you, provided that the next time that Ty wants to kiss me, you tell me first! "" I promise! "Both burst out laugh like they used to do. The friendship can never be perfect, but it always goes beyond everything.
A week had passed and with it another weekend, this very quiet compared to the previous year, mainly because Ty Brie had carefully avoided, even if some than she would have wanted. He was always trying to to go to him when he saw him at the counter or on settees on some disco, the same was true for him, but both were at a safe distance for Poppy, which was used to the idea that his future was wonderful just collapsed. Brie instead began to adjust to social life, although it remained of the view that coca cola and pizza with friends was the perfect evening. He got to know better the environment of upper and Bridgeport had discovered that the favorite activity of young girls was the gossip. Who did what. It was really sad but not worried about it, indeed, it does not own the thong, because the people he knew, Poppy, Mike, Tyrone, were out from those vicious circles. There was someone who was saved, had those few friends with whom Poppy and Tyron came from years of high school. "A few but good" Poppy always said. Apart from the night life and the exuberance of Poppy that, although she had been sorely tried, began to surface slowly, spent the weekend Brie normal. Only once she had found herself in dangerous contact with Ty, on Saturday afternoon, when he presented himself at his home without notice.
"Tyron! What brings you here? "
" I was jogging - and I saw, hot, sweaty, Brie undressed him with her eyes - and I moved here to invite you to lunch tomorrow at my house "
An invitation to lunch? It was the last thing he expected.
"Still, my mother is inviting you, it would take to get to know you, I'll keep at a safe distance"
's true! Even the mother of Tyrone was Littlecrops, he had completely forgotten! "Thank her for me, I can not wait to meet you too!"
The next day at lunch he came to the house of Tyrone as expected, happy because they would speak and all of Littlecrops day and have temporarily forgotten the chaotic life of Bridgeport, loved the village so remote that it lacked much. Tyron presented the family, the father, the director of a company that produced a strange material that Brie had never heard of her sister, a beautiful girl with blue eyes like those of Tyron and finally the mother, who discovered Brie ; be the lady who had met a week earlier in front of the villa of Tyron.
"It 's a pleasure to meet you! Come, dinner is ready - he said affectionately, taking her arm and bringing it into the living room - I hope you like the roast "" Like? 'm Going crazy! "
Lunch passed pleasantly, indeed, for it was like Brie feel at home for the first time during those weeks. She and her mother Tyron monopolized the discourse on Littlecrops, its 3000 inhabitants, the town near the school that both had attended, the parties of the country, mainly on what had changed and what had remained the same. They were so taken by the memories that sometimes they forgot the other three people sitting at the table. After lunch we had talked so much that now Brie could not give her more of her. "Come Brie, I want to show you something" Brie followed her into a sitting room ... Shannon sat on the couch, so called, leaned forward to get a photo album resting on the table, gave it to him in hand, "Look," he said.
Brie thinking opened the album to see pictures of the life of Shannon Littlecrops, but the entire front page was occupied by a vertical picture with two girls. Brie froze. My heart began to beat faster. One of them was to be Shannon obviously young, but the other girl was ... was his mother! He had no doubts, it was his mother and what you saw was behind the house where her grandparents had grown up Brie. "Your mother ... - Said the mother of Ty Brie while still staring at the photo in his hands, was my best friend ... "
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Twins Third Birthday Invitation Wordings
Reynolds Legacy 1.1 - A New World
Hello everyone, I had left last week with a farewell to Vaughan and is now back with a brand new Legacy! Late Night is wonderful, I think my favorite expansion, I say "think" because I had little time to play and I would not like having to think again, but the fact remains that these Simmi finally can enjoy it properly! Friday morning I left home at 8, at 9 I was already in front of the Press, did not want to let me get away XD but I'll continue to write because I miss my roommate and we have to solve the dilemma of the meal, since the stomach starts to rumble! Just wanted to tell you that I go from 15/03 to 15/04 MESSICOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YUPPIE YUPPIE YUPPIE! Fresh news and fresh I could not tell you! I'd scream to the world! Well that's enough to bore you, I leave you with Brie Reynolds! Happy reading !!!!!
Brie Reynolds was a girl like any other. Born and raised in a small town on the continent, he dreamed of the big cities, the ones you see in the movies, with all those lights and all those noises, and he knew that one day we would go with a few dollars in his pocket and dreams. She could not even imagine the surprise that the fate of Serbia had for her. Still difficult to believe that the mansion was his.
was after just one week after his 21st birthday. That day, while preparing the house for the party that would have given the evening, a gentleman introduced himself to the door, claiming to be the solicitor's office.
"There must be a mistake, the will was read over the last year"
"Not all of Ms. Reynolds, her grandparents wanted the part was only shown at the age of 21"
And so his life was completely changed for the better means. In that text there was a house in Bridgeport and a bank account to the stars, as to compete with Paris Hilton. Before leaving the notary had left a letter addressed to her. The moment he saw her, he knew immediately who it came from. When she was little she liked watching his grandmother when he wrote his letters, he used many types of paper, but his favorite was a pink paper, the same one which was written the letter in his hand. The letter sent it his grandmother. The heart was pounding. It was more than a year since her grandmother was gone, a little less for his grandfather, yet she lacked as if it's only been one day. Brie did not even know his parents were killed in a car accident when she was too small to remember. All the love he had received from his maternal grandparents, and it was fantastic, would not have wanted anything more. Now, after more than a year, her grandmother spoke again. Very carefully opened the envelope, took a deep breath and began to read ...
"Little Brie, if you're reading this letter means that unfortunately neither I nor your grandfather and we can be there with you to celebrate your twenty-first birthday. You must not be sad, this is life, my child, and remember that it is always wonderful. And then I'm having a lot, imagine how that will be happy to review your grandfather's grumpy killjoy that your uncle Johnny. In short, everything will be like old times, the only difference being that we will be there to watch. But now is the time to explain ... That your parents bought the house shortly after your birth, they wanted their son to grow up in a big house with a large garden and that he had great freedom to choose who to be without the constraints of a small village in the province. We had a lot of good times in our little house in Little Crops, Brie small but now it's time for you to open your wings and fly. 25 years ago the same What did your mother, went in search of a dream and found love, now it's up to you, be happy baby Brie. "
He read the letter twice, three times, lying on the sofa in the kitchen and sat so all afternoon trying to achieve what was happening to the ...
Yes, I would go to Bridgeport and would begin a new life, did not take him long to decide. This would sooner or later because Littlecrops had become too narrow for her. So a week after he left all his friends and the places that were familiar to a new world.
The house was completely empty, only some furniture in the kitchen, a bedroom and a bathroom for the rest only so many empty rooms waiting to be decorated.
Without thinking twice he took the phone and dialed the number of a decorator, who had left the agency guy that morning, when he came to deliver the keys to the villa.
"Hello, I am Ms. Reynolds, I speak with Mrs. Tennings? "" I'm Mr. Tennings, tell me, how can I help you? "Brie wanted to sink with shame, had anticipated that the architect was a she. It was not even spent a day who had resolved not to its typical fool But ... With Mr. Tennings agreed to that afternoon and Brie had no choice but to wait, as he could not even unpack because there was no where to put your clothes. While bored pretty well for a thud coming from outside awoke from his thoughts. I wonder 'cos it was ... desert racing in the garden and looking around to find the culprit of the noise a balloon. It must have come from the neighbors. He sat on the steps waiting for someone to come claim him, so he would have the opportunity to know his neighbors. A few minutes later came a girl with bleached hair, who entered the house without even knocking, as if it were abandoned. Well, I think Brie, actually it had been for years, until that morning.
The girl bent down to catch the ball and screamed when she saw Brie sitting on stairs looking at her.
"Excuse me, did not want to scare you"
"N-no you I'm sorry, I thought that you do not live here no!"
"In fact, I moved today,"
"Oh how nice! A new neighbor! I'm Poppy, Poppy Sullivan and I live in the villa there at the top "
" Enjoyment, I'm Brie Reynolds
"I apologize for the ball, we were playing e. .." "Pooooppy" a male voice came from the street. "Poppy did you get?"
"Yes, Ty, I found it! Come, "cried Poppy back. Brie turned in the direction whence came the voice and saw a boy, who was also in a swimsuit as Poppy, thick hair blacks and sculpted abs, tanned skin and piercing blue eyes. In short, a cool scary!
"Brie Met Tyron, it is he who threw the ball so far"
"Nice, call Ty" His hand was big and warm Brie went through a shiver throughout the body. Heck if it was beautiful. "Sorry if I have disturbed
Brie was beginning to feel really hot, the temperature can be raised so suddenly? She must be all red in the face! Who knows who would have thought those two. Heck, why he could never stay away from embarrassing situations? "No trouble, do not worry"
"Hey Brie, why do not you come with us? There is a pool party at my house, so let me introduce a little 'people'
"Oh Poppy I'd like, you're very kind, but I have to wait for the architect for the house and can not move!"
"Oh it's a shame ! So tomorrow I'll do a tour of the city, you can not say no "
" authorities "
" Now we return from our friends, if by chance you end up soon with the architect and want to make a jump, do not think twice " ;
Poppy Tyron and departed, leaving Brie in the desolation of the house. A few hours later finally came to the architect. At the sound of the bell Brie jumped up and ran to the door, glad that boring waiting was over. When he opened the door he had the second vision of her day.
not only the young architect was, but it was too beautiful to be frightening.
"Excuse me for this morning, I thought she was a she, not he" felt a hot flush in his face, his cheeks were still red tomatoes have become, because he could not control himself in front of a nice guy?
"Do not worry, but give me of you, I'm not much older than you" collect embarrassment on embarrassment "You did wrong, the study of my mother, she is the boss, I'm an employee, I hope you do not mind it"
"I? Me? But no, but I figured! If your boss has entrusted this work means that you trust. Come, I'll do a quick lap of the house "
Tennings His name was Mike and he was a cool scary, Brie could not help but notice the particular color of his eyes, the green faded into a clear blue. While Mike takes careful measures room by room, Brie noticed what was beautiful from any angle.
After hours and hours of hard solid work in which Brie had not take my eyes off him, the architect and walked away, telling her that he would call the next day. Brie shut the door and suddenly felt him all the tiredness of the day before the trip, then the time to look at him while he was standing, his back was broken. He was so tired that he did not even hungry, went upstairs, put on his pajamas and collapsed in bed in the company of the lights of that wonderful city.
The next day he was woken abruptly from clackson, still sleepily walked to the window, rubbed eyes in an attempt to focus and saw a parked convertible pink, with a figure before that beckoned with his hand. From bleached hair and tanned skin immediately recognized Poppy, who was saying something she could not understand, he was probably screaming his name.
"Poppy, hello, it's you," he said trying to hide a yawn for education
"Of course I am, then, were you still asleep? In the early, sleepyhead! I'll wait in the car, you're ready just get down! "
With eyes still closed and slipped back into the house under the hot water shower. Cabbage, would sleep for a few hours, he felt his back to pieces, would not go around the city with his face contorted. Out of the bathroom dressed in the first two things on top of the suitcase, took the bag and ran down the stairs, ready for the tour that Poppy had promised.
"Then welcome to Brie Reynolds Bridgeport," said Poppy into gear and race down the hill towards the bridge, "tell me, 'Where are you from?"
"From Littlecrops, six Oretta from here" ;
"I do not know where he is, always jumps forward to geography at school to see the training Tyron, ahahahahahaha "
While sped over the bridge connecting the residential area in the heart of Bridgeport, Brie with Poppy thought it would come a great friendship, had this feeling since the moment he had seen and there was right. "Thanks for this tour, I did not know where to start"
"Thank me a ride over, now enjoy the sights." They entered last in the city center and there was no restaurant or coffee shop that Poppy did not know, "Here are the best cappuccino in town, but if you want the famous frappuccino, eh, starbucks there will not beat anyone, and it is there, see? Across the square, "" This is Fashion Avenue, Dolce & Gabbana, Luis Vuitton, Gucci, Valentino, in short, everything a girl needs "etc etc ... After a few minutes
Poppy stopped at a small cafe where they sat down to breakfast. Brie had not even looked at the time from when she woke up, had just 10 in the morning.
"So, to me there is not much to say, are the classic rich girl, with two parents and a lovely villa stratospheric, but I love surrounding myself with genuine people and I think you it is, now tell me you Brie Reynolds. "
" Oh well, thank you ... So where to start? I have always lived in a house that was not even a fifth of the villas that we are here, I lived with my grandparents, my parents remember them only through the photographs, I died when I was small e. .. Well, that's all I would say, are not particularly interesting "
" And two of us then. Brie Heck, you never know yours? You have to be really a strong girl, however you left and you left everything you knew for a place completely unknown, I do not know if I would have the courage to do "
" Well Poppy, with a villa and a bank account to the stars, all find the courage "
The girls burst into laughter. Poppy had the feeling of having finally found a friend, different from all those false on the upper floors, which know no other value than money, and Brie was beginning to feel at home. She had always been one that has relevance to their roots and knew that would not be able to consider his Bridgeport home, but had to change his mind, perhaps knowing that this was the life she wanted for her parents helped her.
"Now what will you do Brie? Dolce far nothing, as they say in Italy? "
" I do not know ... I want to first take care of the house is completely empty except for a small kitchen, a bathroom and put a bed. When I am finally settled I think I'll look for a job. A Littlecrops did the bartender ... it is true that right now I could just scratch my belly, but the money must come sooner or later, or end up ... "
" Hark, I have an idea ... why do not you invest your money in real estate? Ty and I thought to open a cocktail bar, a chic and exclusive, you may become one of our partner, what do you say? "
"Oh ... Poppy would be a great idea! "
" So are you? "
" But we should not feel that it thinks Tyron? "
" Oh trust me, Ty will more than agree! "
"So can I call you a member!"
"It is a member!"
The two friends shook hands and laughed excited to manage one of the premises in the city. Brie that project was ideal, the bartender would do in life, but managing a club of his own ... yes, that was a dream!
"Poppy, do not want to seem impertinent, I ask you something?"
"Ask away, but know that you do not reveal any particular disgrace of my life here in public, goes my reputation"
"No no, nothing obscene, just wondering ... always speak of Tyron, were together? "
" Alas "Poppy sighed," Unfortunately no, but one day we'll get married. We've known since we were born because our parents are great friends, but he is not able to establish strong links, moves from one girl to another "
"From what you say, it seems that what you do not bother"
"Not at all, so perhaps that is the beginning, but then I've made a reason and I know that one day we'll get married and spend the whole life together, it's written in destiny, I repeat always that I am his soul mate "and Ty continued to talk about the strange relationship he had with him Poppy. Poppy wanted to give the impression that it was normal for her but Brie was thought to be deeply in love with him and that the mask of smiles and false security only served to ward off the cold truth. During the morning he received
Brie the call of fig * cough cough * architect and Poppy took her to his studio to see his drawings, of which Brie was immediately enthusiastic.
She liked how he had decided to furnish the house, very simple and basic, but colorful and inviting, just as she had requested. Later, during the journey home, Poppy was profuse in an endless tide of appreciation to the architect, while Brie laughed at. "Well, you could tell me that we were going Tennings Mike, I mean Mike Tennings, but you saw him in a suit and tie? I felt like tearing off! Listen, my friend, the next time you see me I'll take you as a supervisor, I have a certain taste for furniture ... "
" ... and the boys "again that day found themselves laughing in perfect harmony.
A week passed, a week that saw Mike Tennings several times, always with Poppy as he promised. When the friend had failed to enjoy pleasant moments with the architect, which took more and more confidence.
"Mike, you ... is just perfect, I've already told you the best in the world? "
" 11 times today already! "
Now the house was almost completely furnished, lacked some things, like the paintings to liven up the walls as Brie and knew nothing of art, Mike had offered to accompany her on that Friday at the art gallery.
"AAAAAA but then it is an appointment ?!!!"
" Shhhh Poppy does not scream! No, it is an appointment with me just to see the pictures "
" Listen, my friend, an architect in my world, if not interested, I merely stated the antique shops and galleries and then I would have said " ; cow alone, "I tell you, Mike Tennings is trying and you're a lucky girl, just my luck"
"If you say I trust"
"Trust me, friend, I am never wrong"
arrived on Friday , and got an appointment with the architect. Brie came early, too, perhaps, the art gallery.
He wore a colorful dress and jaunty as not to seem too serious, as Poppy had advised her and left her hair loose and flowing "to hide the skin and create a" you'd like to find out what's ; under "Poppy's exact words. While we waited in front of a mirror glass, will have perhaps given too much right instinct misunderstood the invitation of his friend and architect? Well anyway it was too late to go home and put something more comfortable. Mike came to the 10 split. "Hi Brie, is a long awaited?"
"Good morning to you, I have just arrived by subway you put very little, that's cool," we start to say stupid things, as always Brie . Mike smiled that genuineness, it was like a little girl, you amazed at things that for him had always been obvious and that was what he liked most about her. Not to mention that then it was really beautiful. During the visit to the gallery, she looked more that works of art. She was the most beautiful work of art, he thought. At the end of the visit Brie knew a little bit of art and Mike took her to a seller of prints. The choice was difficult, Brie would buy all, thankfully there was Mike braking. At that moment he realized that his hands could drain the entire bank account, so the cocktail bar with Poppy and Tyron was necessary. After the prints, it was the turn of frames and then lunch. Mike took her to a restaurant near the tunnel where they spent a pleasant Oretta together. Brie had thankfully stopped saying nonsense. The paintings had gone to talk about anything, including sports, in fact, we found both fans of the Red Sims and Mike promised that one day would lead her to the stadium to watch a match.
After lunch he drove home and said goodbye with the promise of being the next day because Brie needed help to mount the pictures.
was not even entered the house, the phone began to ring, it was Poppy. "Brie, I'm coming to you for two reasons: 1) because you must tell me your date with Mr. Tennings and 2) because we have to decide what to wear tonight "
Brie fell from the clouds" tonight? "
" Honey, it's Friday, you know what you do on Fridays ;? You go out and you're out until dawn. Let's go to the disco tonight! "
" Oh, wow, I never went to the disco in my entire life "
" I had no doubt baby, that's why you have me "
" , Man, Poppy, I have never said that you're a genius as a stylist? Look at that chick in the mirror, I do not even look like! "
After hours of makeup and wigs and clothes test, the girls left for the 'aquarium, a popular open-air drive.
"Poppy, I've been up to the parties of the country" on Littlecrops there was nothing that vaguely resembles a nightclub. Once the end of the school had organized a dance and Brie had returned at dawn, but that was the only time and also to forget, because he had not even danced a bit, 'was all the time standing talk to anyone other than themselves dancing with the losers of the school. Anything not to get on track. Not He had never danced in his life, but he knew not to be capable of.
hoping to avoid the dance that evening, but forget it, just entered Poppy was launched immediately trascinandosela back on track.
(NDM pretend that there is a mess, on Saturday night has not arrived almost no -.-)
After a few minutes of embarrassment total Brie decided to leave her friend to rock out and go to a cocktail the counter. He could make friends with the bartender, who had hair so long that rivals any girl. But if the bartender is not just spinning, just sipped her margarita that night praying that ended quickly.
"A Fiki Fiki on the beach please" just as he thought to call a taxi to go home and someone sat next to her awakening from slumber. Tyron was.
"Hello Tyron, even here?"
"Brie Hello, how are you?"
"I spent evenings best, thank you, and you?"
"The same ... not going to lash out with Poppy? "
" Oh no, I'm not able "
" I do not believe it "took to drink a cocktail that the bartender had just port and Brie for a moment wished to be that glass, riccacciando immediately thought that ... Brie but what do you think? "
... So Littlecrops, eh? "Brie looked confused, because we never wanted to talk about ... Littlecrops? Or maybe it was more amazed that he remembered the name. He must surely averglielo said Poppy, two of them had never spoken before, apart from the fast presentation the day had arrived. Tyrone continued to speak before she could answer, "My mother was born in Littlecrops, my grandparents lived there," Brie's eyes widened in amazement. This was just the latest What he thought he heard in Bridgeport!
"Come on, do not believe it! How long you watch a small world! I want to know your mother! "
Tyron continued to sip his cocktails. At times it seemed so serious, aloof, but then you looked at those blue eyes and that look was anything but distant. Brie was lost in her eyes momentarily forgetting Littlecrops.
"E 'come to Bridgeport finished high school, along with his best friend, chasing their dreams," Tryon continued, returning abruptly to reality. There was a moment of silence ... Those last words and took back in his head "with his best friend, along with his best friend" ...
Brie did not understand why those words had had such an effect on her, but she had forgotten boredom and sleep, the desire to get away from that place, its still in the middle cocktail in his hands. He had not even noticed that Tyron had taken her hand and had pulled into the track. "Let's go dancing"
"What? Tyron No, I do not know how to dance "were now in the fray and the music was so loud that Brie had to get closer to tell him that for anything in the world would have danced.
was so close I could see the veins in his eyes, which shone for the effect of the lights. "Let go," he said and his body responded as if it were an order that could not escape. He began to dance, as he had never done in his life, let the music penetrate her and guide her body.
sinuous as it moved, he felt the body of Tyron behind her, his breath on her neck. He was completely in ecstasy, has been the margarita, have been those blue eyes, he could not stop and think about anything. He turned to Tyrone and was a snap. They found themselves so close that it was unthinkable to leave. He felt his body shudder close to his, her lips were something sinful. There was nothing around them, just Brie and Tyron, people dancing began to grow smaller and smaller, the music became an increasingly distant echo. Brie tried his lips and he's in a burst of passion that were thought to be growing and increasingly, more and more
but then ... nothing appeared in Poppy, materialized in the minds of Brie, arrived like a thunderbolt. The idyll was over. Brie came loose from the grasp of Tyrone, he wanted to say something but the music was too loud, just shook his head and ran away, escaping from the grip of Ty. While making its way into the fray did not think of anything but Poppy. How could he do such a crap? Would ruin their friendship! In desperation he took the elevator, took the phone and sent a message telling her friend that she was tired and would take a taxi, then ran out of the building, hoping that this was just a bad dream.
Hello everyone, I had left last week with a farewell to Vaughan and is now back with a brand new Legacy! Late Night is wonderful, I think my favorite expansion, I say "think" because I had little time to play and I would not like having to think again, but the fact remains that these Simmi finally can enjoy it properly! Friday morning I left home at 8, at 9 I was already in front of the Press, did not want to let me get away XD but I'll continue to write because I miss my roommate and we have to solve the dilemma of the meal, since the stomach starts to rumble! Just wanted to tell you that I go from 15/03 to 15/04 MESSICOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YUPPIE YUPPIE YUPPIE! Fresh news and fresh I could not tell you! I'd scream to the world! Well that's enough to bore you, I leave you with Brie Reynolds! Happy reading !!!!!
Brie Reynolds was a girl like any other. Born and raised in a small town on the continent, he dreamed of the big cities, the ones you see in the movies, with all those lights and all those noises, and he knew that one day we would go with a few dollars in his pocket and dreams. She could not even imagine the surprise that the fate of Serbia had for her. Still difficult to believe that the mansion was his.
was after just one week after his 21st birthday. That day, while preparing the house for the party that would have given the evening, a gentleman introduced himself to the door, claiming to be the solicitor's office.
"There must be a mistake, the will was read over the last year"
"Not all of Ms. Reynolds, her grandparents wanted the part was only shown at the age of 21"
And so his life was completely changed for the better means. In that text there was a house in Bridgeport and a bank account to the stars, as to compete with Paris Hilton. Before leaving the notary had left a letter addressed to her. The moment he saw her, he knew immediately who it came from. When she was little she liked watching his grandmother when he wrote his letters, he used many types of paper, but his favorite was a pink paper, the same one which was written the letter in his hand. The letter sent it his grandmother. The heart was pounding. It was more than a year since her grandmother was gone, a little less for his grandfather, yet she lacked as if it's only been one day. Brie did not even know his parents were killed in a car accident when she was too small to remember. All the love he had received from his maternal grandparents, and it was fantastic, would not have wanted anything more. Now, after more than a year, her grandmother spoke again. Very carefully opened the envelope, took a deep breath and began to read ...
"Little Brie, if you're reading this letter means that unfortunately neither I nor your grandfather and we can be there with you to celebrate your twenty-first birthday. You must not be sad, this is life, my child, and remember that it is always wonderful. And then I'm having a lot, imagine how that will be happy to review your grandfather's grumpy killjoy that your uncle Johnny. In short, everything will be like old times, the only difference being that we will be there to watch. But now is the time to explain ... That your parents bought the house shortly after your birth, they wanted their son to grow up in a big house with a large garden and that he had great freedom to choose who to be without the constraints of a small village in the province. We had a lot of good times in our little house in Little Crops, Brie small but now it's time for you to open your wings and fly. 25 years ago the same What did your mother, went in search of a dream and found love, now it's up to you, be happy baby Brie. "
He read the letter twice, three times, lying on the sofa in the kitchen and sat so all afternoon trying to achieve what was happening to the ...
Yes, I would go to Bridgeport and would begin a new life, did not take him long to decide. This would sooner or later because Littlecrops had become too narrow for her. So a week after he left all his friends and the places that were familiar to a new world.
The house was completely empty, only some furniture in the kitchen, a bedroom and a bathroom for the rest only so many empty rooms waiting to be decorated.
Without thinking twice he took the phone and dialed the number of a decorator, who had left the agency guy that morning, when he came to deliver the keys to the villa.
"Hello, I am Ms. Reynolds, I speak with Mrs. Tennings? "" I'm Mr. Tennings, tell me, how can I help you? "Brie wanted to sink with shame, had anticipated that the architect was a she. It was not even spent a day who had resolved not to its typical fool But ... With Mr. Tennings agreed to that afternoon and Brie had no choice but to wait, as he could not even unpack because there was no where to put your clothes. While bored pretty well for a thud coming from outside awoke from his thoughts. I wonder 'cos it was ... desert racing in the garden and looking around to find the culprit of the noise a balloon. It must have come from the neighbors. He sat on the steps waiting for someone to come claim him, so he would have the opportunity to know his neighbors. A few minutes later came a girl with bleached hair, who entered the house without even knocking, as if it were abandoned. Well, I think Brie, actually it had been for years, until that morning.
The girl bent down to catch the ball and screamed when she saw Brie sitting on stairs looking at her.
"Excuse me, did not want to scare you"
"N-no you I'm sorry, I thought that you do not live here no!"
"In fact, I moved today,"
"Oh how nice! A new neighbor! I'm Poppy, Poppy Sullivan and I live in the villa there at the top "
" Enjoyment, I'm Brie Reynolds
"I apologize for the ball, we were playing e. .." "Pooooppy" a male voice came from the street. "Poppy did you get?"
"Yes, Ty, I found it! Come, "cried Poppy back. Brie turned in the direction whence came the voice and saw a boy, who was also in a swimsuit as Poppy, thick hair blacks and sculpted abs, tanned skin and piercing blue eyes. In short, a cool scary!
"Brie Met Tyron, it is he who threw the ball so far"
"Nice, call Ty" His hand was big and warm Brie went through a shiver throughout the body. Heck if it was beautiful. "Sorry if I have disturbed
Brie was beginning to feel really hot, the temperature can be raised so suddenly? She must be all red in the face! Who knows who would have thought those two. Heck, why he could never stay away from embarrassing situations? "No trouble, do not worry"
"Hey Brie, why do not you come with us? There is a pool party at my house, so let me introduce a little 'people'
"Oh Poppy I'd like, you're very kind, but I have to wait for the architect for the house and can not move!"
"Oh it's a shame ! So tomorrow I'll do a tour of the city, you can not say no "
" authorities "
" Now we return from our friends, if by chance you end up soon with the architect and want to make a jump, do not think twice " ;
Poppy Tyron and departed, leaving Brie in the desolation of the house. A few hours later finally came to the architect. At the sound of the bell Brie jumped up and ran to the door, glad that boring waiting was over. When he opened the door he had the second vision of her day.
not only the young architect was, but it was too beautiful to be frightening.
"Excuse me for this morning, I thought she was a she, not he" felt a hot flush in his face, his cheeks were still red tomatoes have become, because he could not control himself in front of a nice guy?
"Do not worry, but give me of you, I'm not much older than you" collect embarrassment on embarrassment "You did wrong, the study of my mother, she is the boss, I'm an employee, I hope you do not mind it"
"I? Me? But no, but I figured! If your boss has entrusted this work means that you trust. Come, I'll do a quick lap of the house "
Tennings His name was Mike and he was a cool scary, Brie could not help but notice the particular color of his eyes, the green faded into a clear blue. While Mike takes careful measures room by room, Brie noticed what was beautiful from any angle.
After hours and hours of hard solid work in which Brie had not take my eyes off him, the architect and walked away, telling her that he would call the next day. Brie shut the door and suddenly felt him all the tiredness of the day before the trip, then the time to look at him while he was standing, his back was broken. He was so tired that he did not even hungry, went upstairs, put on his pajamas and collapsed in bed in the company of the lights of that wonderful city.
The next day he was woken abruptly from clackson, still sleepily walked to the window, rubbed eyes in an attempt to focus and saw a parked convertible pink, with a figure before that beckoned with his hand. From bleached hair and tanned skin immediately recognized Poppy, who was saying something she could not understand, he was probably screaming his name.
"Poppy, hello, it's you," he said trying to hide a yawn for education
"Of course I am, then, were you still asleep? In the early, sleepyhead! I'll wait in the car, you're ready just get down! "
With eyes still closed and slipped back into the house under the hot water shower. Cabbage, would sleep for a few hours, he felt his back to pieces, would not go around the city with his face contorted. Out of the bathroom dressed in the first two things on top of the suitcase, took the bag and ran down the stairs, ready for the tour that Poppy had promised.
"Then welcome to Brie Reynolds Bridgeport," said Poppy into gear and race down the hill towards the bridge, "tell me, 'Where are you from?"
"From Littlecrops, six Oretta from here" ;
"I do not know where he is, always jumps forward to geography at school to see the training Tyron, ahahahahahaha "
While sped over the bridge connecting the residential area in the heart of Bridgeport, Brie with Poppy thought it would come a great friendship, had this feeling since the moment he had seen and there was right. "Thanks for this tour, I did not know where to start"
"Thank me a ride over, now enjoy the sights." They entered last in the city center and there was no restaurant or coffee shop that Poppy did not know, "Here are the best cappuccino in town, but if you want the famous frappuccino, eh, starbucks there will not beat anyone, and it is there, see? Across the square, "" This is Fashion Avenue, Dolce & Gabbana, Luis Vuitton, Gucci, Valentino, in short, everything a girl needs "etc etc ... After a few minutes
Poppy stopped at a small cafe where they sat down to breakfast. Brie had not even looked at the time from when she woke up, had just 10 in the morning.
"So, to me there is not much to say, are the classic rich girl, with two parents and a lovely villa stratospheric, but I love surrounding myself with genuine people and I think you it is, now tell me you Brie Reynolds. "
" Oh well, thank you ... So where to start? I have always lived in a house that was not even a fifth of the villas that we are here, I lived with my grandparents, my parents remember them only through the photographs, I died when I was small e. .. Well, that's all I would say, are not particularly interesting "
" And two of us then. Brie Heck, you never know yours? You have to be really a strong girl, however you left and you left everything you knew for a place completely unknown, I do not know if I would have the courage to do "
" Well Poppy, with a villa and a bank account to the stars, all find the courage "
The girls burst into laughter. Poppy had the feeling of having finally found a friend, different from all those false on the upper floors, which know no other value than money, and Brie was beginning to feel at home. She had always been one that has relevance to their roots and knew that would not be able to consider his Bridgeport home, but had to change his mind, perhaps knowing that this was the life she wanted for her parents helped her.
"Now what will you do Brie? Dolce far nothing, as they say in Italy? "
" I do not know ... I want to first take care of the house is completely empty except for a small kitchen, a bathroom and put a bed. When I am finally settled I think I'll look for a job. A Littlecrops did the bartender ... it is true that right now I could just scratch my belly, but the money must come sooner or later, or end up ... "
" Hark, I have an idea ... why do not you invest your money in real estate? Ty and I thought to open a cocktail bar, a chic and exclusive, you may become one of our partner, what do you say? "
"Oh ... Poppy would be a great idea! "
" So are you? "
" But we should not feel that it thinks Tyron? "
" Oh trust me, Ty will more than agree! "
"So can I call you a member!"
"It is a member!"
The two friends shook hands and laughed excited to manage one of the premises in the city. Brie that project was ideal, the bartender would do in life, but managing a club of his own ... yes, that was a dream!
"Poppy, do not want to seem impertinent, I ask you something?"
"Ask away, but know that you do not reveal any particular disgrace of my life here in public, goes my reputation"
"No no, nothing obscene, just wondering ... always speak of Tyron, were together? "
" Alas "Poppy sighed," Unfortunately no, but one day we'll get married. We've known since we were born because our parents are great friends, but he is not able to establish strong links, moves from one girl to another "
"From what you say, it seems that what you do not bother"
"Not at all, so perhaps that is the beginning, but then I've made a reason and I know that one day we'll get married and spend the whole life together, it's written in destiny, I repeat always that I am his soul mate "and Ty continued to talk about the strange relationship he had with him Poppy. Poppy wanted to give the impression that it was normal for her but Brie was thought to be deeply in love with him and that the mask of smiles and false security only served to ward off the cold truth. During the morning he received
Brie the call of fig * cough cough * architect and Poppy took her to his studio to see his drawings, of which Brie was immediately enthusiastic.
She liked how he had decided to furnish the house, very simple and basic, but colorful and inviting, just as she had requested. Later, during the journey home, Poppy was profuse in an endless tide of appreciation to the architect, while Brie laughed at. "Well, you could tell me that we were going Tennings Mike, I mean Mike Tennings, but you saw him in a suit and tie? I felt like tearing off! Listen, my friend, the next time you see me I'll take you as a supervisor, I have a certain taste for furniture ... "
" ... and the boys "again that day found themselves laughing in perfect harmony.
A week passed, a week that saw Mike Tennings several times, always with Poppy as he promised. When the friend had failed to enjoy pleasant moments with the architect, which took more and more confidence.
"Mike, you ... is just perfect, I've already told you the best in the world? "
" 11 times today already! "
Now the house was almost completely furnished, lacked some things, like the paintings to liven up the walls as Brie and knew nothing of art, Mike had offered to accompany her on that Friday at the art gallery.
"AAAAAA but then it is an appointment ?!!!"
" Shhhh Poppy does not scream! No, it is an appointment with me just to see the pictures "
" Listen, my friend, an architect in my world, if not interested, I merely stated the antique shops and galleries and then I would have said " ; cow alone, "I tell you, Mike Tennings is trying and you're a lucky girl, just my luck"
"If you say I trust"
"Trust me, friend, I am never wrong"
arrived on Friday , and got an appointment with the architect. Brie came early, too, perhaps, the art gallery.
He wore a colorful dress and jaunty as not to seem too serious, as Poppy had advised her and left her hair loose and flowing "to hide the skin and create a" you'd like to find out what's ; under "Poppy's exact words. While we waited in front of a mirror glass, will have perhaps given too much right instinct misunderstood the invitation of his friend and architect? Well anyway it was too late to go home and put something more comfortable. Mike came to the 10 split. "Hi Brie, is a long awaited?"
"Good morning to you, I have just arrived by subway you put very little, that's cool," we start to say stupid things, as always Brie . Mike smiled that genuineness, it was like a little girl, you amazed at things that for him had always been obvious and that was what he liked most about her. Not to mention that then it was really beautiful. During the visit to the gallery, she looked more that works of art. She was the most beautiful work of art, he thought. At the end of the visit Brie knew a little bit of art and Mike took her to a seller of prints. The choice was difficult, Brie would buy all, thankfully there was Mike braking. At that moment he realized that his hands could drain the entire bank account, so the cocktail bar with Poppy and Tyron was necessary. After the prints, it was the turn of frames and then lunch. Mike took her to a restaurant near the tunnel where they spent a pleasant Oretta together. Brie had thankfully stopped saying nonsense. The paintings had gone to talk about anything, including sports, in fact, we found both fans of the Red Sims and Mike promised that one day would lead her to the stadium to watch a match.
After lunch he drove home and said goodbye with the promise of being the next day because Brie needed help to mount the pictures.
was not even entered the house, the phone began to ring, it was Poppy. "Brie, I'm coming to you for two reasons: 1) because you must tell me your date with Mr. Tennings and 2) because we have to decide what to wear tonight "
Brie fell from the clouds" tonight? "
" Honey, it's Friday, you know what you do on Fridays ;? You go out and you're out until dawn. Let's go to the disco tonight! "
" Oh, wow, I never went to the disco in my entire life "
" I had no doubt baby, that's why you have me "
" , Man, Poppy, I have never said that you're a genius as a stylist? Look at that chick in the mirror, I do not even look like! "
After hours of makeup and wigs and clothes test, the girls left for the 'aquarium, a popular open-air drive.
"Poppy, I've been up to the parties of the country" on Littlecrops there was nothing that vaguely resembles a nightclub. Once the end of the school had organized a dance and Brie had returned at dawn, but that was the only time and also to forget, because he had not even danced a bit, 'was all the time standing talk to anyone other than themselves dancing with the losers of the school. Anything not to get on track. Not He had never danced in his life, but he knew not to be capable of.
hoping to avoid the dance that evening, but forget it, just entered Poppy was launched immediately trascinandosela back on track.
(NDM pretend that there is a mess, on Saturday night has not arrived almost no -.-)
After a few minutes of embarrassment total Brie decided to leave her friend to rock out and go to a cocktail the counter. He could make friends with the bartender, who had hair so long that rivals any girl. But if the bartender is not just spinning, just sipped her margarita that night praying that ended quickly.
"A Fiki Fiki on the beach please" just as he thought to call a taxi to go home and someone sat next to her awakening from slumber. Tyron was.
"Hello Tyron, even here?"
"Brie Hello, how are you?"
"I spent evenings best, thank you, and you?"
"The same ... not going to lash out with Poppy? "
" Oh no, I'm not able "
" I do not believe it "took to drink a cocktail that the bartender had just port and Brie for a moment wished to be that glass, riccacciando immediately thought that ... Brie but what do you think? "
... So Littlecrops, eh? "Brie looked confused, because we never wanted to talk about ... Littlecrops? Or maybe it was more amazed that he remembered the name. He must surely averglielo said Poppy, two of them had never spoken before, apart from the fast presentation the day had arrived. Tyrone continued to speak before she could answer, "My mother was born in Littlecrops, my grandparents lived there," Brie's eyes widened in amazement. This was just the latest What he thought he heard in Bridgeport!
"Come on, do not believe it! How long you watch a small world! I want to know your mother! "
Tyron continued to sip his cocktails. At times it seemed so serious, aloof, but then you looked at those blue eyes and that look was anything but distant. Brie was lost in her eyes momentarily forgetting Littlecrops.
"E 'come to Bridgeport finished high school, along with his best friend, chasing their dreams," Tryon continued, returning abruptly to reality. There was a moment of silence ... Those last words and took back in his head "with his best friend, along with his best friend" ...
Brie did not understand why those words had had such an effect on her, but she had forgotten boredom and sleep, the desire to get away from that place, its still in the middle cocktail in his hands. He had not even noticed that Tyron had taken her hand and had pulled into the track. "Let's go dancing"
"What? Tyron No, I do not know how to dance "were now in the fray and the music was so loud that Brie had to get closer to tell him that for anything in the world would have danced.
was so close I could see the veins in his eyes, which shone for the effect of the lights. "Let go," he said and his body responded as if it were an order that could not escape. He began to dance, as he had never done in his life, let the music penetrate her and guide her body.
sinuous as it moved, he felt the body of Tyron behind her, his breath on her neck. He was completely in ecstasy, has been the margarita, have been those blue eyes, he could not stop and think about anything. He turned to Tyrone and was a snap. They found themselves so close that it was unthinkable to leave. He felt his body shudder close to his, her lips were something sinful. There was nothing around them, just Brie and Tyron, people dancing began to grow smaller and smaller, the music became an increasingly distant echo. Brie tried his lips and he's in a burst of passion that were thought to be growing and increasingly, more and more
but then ... nothing appeared in Poppy, materialized in the minds of Brie, arrived like a thunderbolt. The idyll was over. Brie came loose from the grasp of Tyrone, he wanted to say something but the music was too loud, just shook his head and ran away, escaping from the grip of Ty. While making its way into the fray did not think of anything but Poppy. How could he do such a crap? Would ruin their friendship! In desperation he took the elevator, took the phone and sent a message telling her friend that she was tired and would take a taxi, then ran out of the building, hoping that this was just a bad dream.
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