Hola a todos! Here we go again with Brie! To be honest I'm not very happy with this update, but you did not want to wait ... Where were we? Brie has screwed it up with Mike, rejecting their appointment, to make matters worse, has become caught by Poppy and Poppy while flirting with Tyron ran away str ****
short of giving all roses. Before leaving I would upgrade to tell you two little things: the first is that the next update will be the last to Brie, then there will be a classic episode of way and finally the heir! The second is that you have to wait a while ', at least until last week of February (I know that February has just begun: () because I have the average of two weeks I have to pass exams at all costs and I have also read all the books I gave to Prof. thesis: (But I promise that I will jump through hoops to upgrade as soon as possible!
Now ... Under the cut!
The Upper Side of Bridgeport was a place of tradition, the families of more ; ancient nobility had taken root there in a past not too far away to "escape the urban chaos" they said in fact to look down down the other, the common people, who take the subway to go to work and eating convenience foods at the supermarket. In short, those people looking up envied a life of ease and luxury, and even imagined that the fortune he had in 'be' common '. Attributed to the rich freedom, were not in reality, as the slaves of the social mask, which manifested itself through dinners, banquets, private schools and charities. Under the mask there were intrigues and lies. Poppy
Sullivan was an example of how that environment could be devastating for a number of mechanisms that lead one of the richest heiresses uptown to feel lost. Why it was Poppy, lost. Coupled with a weak character and a lot of money had been given a gift almost rare among his "people", a basically good heart. That heart which had so often cursed as a teenager, she was not quite able to withstand the unvarnished truth, the false smile on the face of every "friend", he was able to rebel against it. In that world will not win the vouchers.
It was not the only one to suffer. Mike Tennings was known by all, in high school was the idol of her age, beautiful, educated, wealthy. Everyone remembers his overwhelming character, its amazing festivals, all looking for him, all greeted him. His was a perfect life. But one day the love of his life, the girl who was brought to the altar, turned out to be only interested in his bank account and Mike, to forget, he shut himself in study and work, cutting ties with everyone.
had not been easy to forget and maybe even burn injury. That's why when he was taken to have a "love life", had accelerated the time without realizing that she had been still at the starting point. That's why Despite the beating had been of small proportions compared to the previous one, the wound was reopened. And at that point, he wondered, would never shut?
But Poppy? She had found a lifeline long before. When she cried on his shoulder, suffered when a boy or vented to the behavior of her friend, Tyron was her again and realized it was like a ray of sunshine that illuminates all of a sudden the ground in the morning. One morning he opened his eyes and said to herself, "I care, I Tyron" and had become his motto for years to come. But she was blind because of his fear of facing the company, he saw that he walked up Tyron another way.
And like a ray of light that illuminates all of a sudden the ground in the morning, a girl, came from a distant village, had questioned the balance of his universe.
Brie could not even imagine how far back in time arrived his actions. Certainly knew, however, that there was difficult to remedy.
had not slept all night thinking about what had happened the night before. He felt like shit to Mike, with him it was all lost, could not expect him to understand, let alone forgive her, or she was going to ask his forgiveness, had combined too big. Then he was worried about Poppy, had left at least five messages on the answering machine. And to make matters worse, the whole affair led her to reflect on Ty, did not understand him, he did not understand what they were, what kind of relationship they had established. Yes, in short, Brie was a phase of cosmic pessimism.
Tyron had arrived shortly thereafter, bringing breakfast and hoping to pull them up a bit 'morale,
"I talked to Poppy," he said, while Brie takes up the coffee maker just bought
"He well, you know, as it is, believes that the whole world is in conspiracy with her, but soon calm down, now you need a long sleep and you'll see that your awakening will be better "
" Easy to say "he had merely replied, looking down the fluid in the coffee cup.
"You'll see - he said - I have a surefire way to get to sleep"
"And what would it be?"
"I'll give you a blow on the head," he said, shrugging his shoulders and left the cup of coffee steaming on the counter
"Mmm ... I doubt you would succeed "
They went upstairs in the bedroom of Brie, and settled Tyron the covers and motioned her to lie down. She did more than anything else was so tired at that time would have done whatever he told her to do things.
To his surprise, Tyron lay down beside her, wrapped it with his arms and kissed her forehead, whispering "I'm here"
and Brie, then, became weary and eyelids become heavy, he crouched down, covered and protected from the heat from his body and fell asleep, finally, no worries. Although
Tyron had told her not to force things and wait until it was Poppy to give signals, Brie was not the same view and when she woke up several hours later, had slunk out of the house, while Tyrone was in the shower (NDM I would have stayed home with Tyron naked in the shower, but you do) and had called his usual taxi, visa you do not mind to buy a car.
and called for the center, particularly with a small bar where she was sure to find Poppy. In fact, the friend was just sitting at the table, protected from beach umbrellas white, reading the newspaper.
a minute, there was something wrong ... Poppy who read a newspaper? It had to be just angry.
"Hello," said Brie sitting in the empty chair to his left
"How Did you know that I was here? "said Poppy still looking
the newspaper" Today is Saturday and every Saturday when you exit the spa come here to drink your milkshake "Poppy
folded the paper and put it on the table, remaining silent ..
"Poppy I'm so sorry!"
"I know
" I did not want you to see ... "
" I know, Brie, I know ... "was still for a moment silence, then he started talking about taking off his glasses and leaning on the table
"Brie ... I was wrong to react that way, anyway ... I told you I would have made a life and I would be removed from the head obsession ... and I'm doing, I just need some 'time ... basically you know I'm a bit 'stale "and the" flawed "they both laughed.
"Poppy Sullivan could not be vitiated"
A male voice behind them had broken
"I do not believe - Poppy exclaimed, rising from his chair - Josh McKenzie has returned from the Big Apple"
" ; Yes, sometimes I remember my roots "
(Presentations: Josh McKenzie, aka Great Figo)
'E' from a life that you can see here, the good life in New York is so busy that you forgot us? "
" How can I repay ... inviting you to lunch? "
" Ah! The invitation is for both "he said, turning to Brie, which had previously stood on the sidelines
" Thank you, but I already have a commitment for lunch, indeed - he looked at his wristwatch - they are already late "
After required presentations and after greeting them, Brie went down the street ... aimless in reality. He had a commitment to dinner, had not even thought about what to eat for lunch. Poppy needed a good distraction and Josh seemed to meet the requirements. Thus began a long walk to the center of the city, she, her eyes and nothing else. Had a hot dog on the fly and had continued to walk and walk lost in thought, until a voice he had not brought back to reality, someone who called ...
"Sorry, I can steal a minute?" A guy next to her was obviously talking to her. Brie, a moment confused, looked around and found to be in front of City Hall and next to two tables with a pile of leaflets and some banners.
Cabbage , he thought, will be one of those fake groups that ask for money!
"We are making citizens sign a petition against the opening of a landfill near the city"
No, he thought Brie, Maybe it is really serious
"They can not aprine a far from the city? "
" Eh ... why the petition, they want to make a land already owned by the municipality, because they do not want to spend money to buy a new one "
" Excuse me for asking, but do you think will listen? "he said pointing to the town hall
"No, do not listen to us, we are too few," the boy replied resigned "not interested in a lot of truth, but only to the inhabitants of the district where they built the dump there ... One solution would be if one of those rich people who live there - he said, pointing up the hill Brie stuffed with villas where he lived - did a donation " At that
Brie felt the light bulb light up on the head. You! She was the solution, cabbage, had a lot of money!
"Okay, but if one of those rich people - she pointed to the hill - would make a donation, as it should do?"
"should contact his lawyer to make sure that the municipality, upon receipt of money is using them for that specific purpose, without cheating "
" Ok ... know any good lawyer in town? "
" Yes, "he said," I! "
He had reached out beaming" I Marcel Lauden, Lauden of Company Law "
" And I'm Brie Reynolds said, shaking his hand "a rich heiress who needs to make sense of her days"
Chance, Fate, Destiny, call it what you want, acts in several ways. At that time, while their hands make a pact that will last for years, perhaps generations, Brie and Marcel thinks the (Fate, Destiny) had led to both what they wanted.
in the law firm of Marcel, Brie discovered that one of the most famous in Bridgeport, talked for an indefinite period. Brie could not understand a chip only things legal and Marcel explained throughout the procedure, the options they had. Eventually they established a figure and prepare the document of the donation with the stipulation that the donation would be effective only if the municipality has committed itself to take advantage of the money to open a landfill outside the city, after which they headed to the town hall.
A listless lady plump and their request to see the mayor he had laughed, but his face was completely changed when the lawyer had shown her the check sent to the municipality and their wish was immediately fulfilled.
times were not as nimble as bureaucratic Brie had imagined, but a few days later, in a small "ceremony" intimate relationship between Brie, the lawyer, the mayor, the deputy and a few others present, the mayor of Bridgeport had accepted the donation anonymously, signing documents and committing to free the citizens from the threat of a landfill too close.
Brie came home with a sense of satisfaction never before experienced, conscious of having done something good. He did not know or even imagine that the gesture would have been the first of many others that have characterized his entire life and have made known to the whole city.
For now, like a good 21 year old who was left for Bridgeport with no expectations and plans for the future, it was limited to cuddle the pillow lying on the couch and watching TV. Meanwhile the voice of an anonymous benefactor was spreading quickly in uptown Bridgeport and a few hours later, when the sun had set beyond the horizon, Brie had received the call of the mother of Tyron
"Your name is on the list of those invited to the charity event to be held tomorrow evening, "
" I? Invited to a charity? "You? Her?
you to a memorable evening with an elegant dress, her hair, surrounded by middle-aged ladies of Upper class to talk about, what then? The scene was not funny, more! He had one day to prepare for the big event, but obviously She did not even know where to start, if there had been Poppy, probably would have been lost.
When the limo arrived on time in his house, Brie wore the most beautiful dress elegant Fashion Avenue boasted, on heels covered svarowsky, a make-up done by the best makeup of Bridgeport and long blonde hair to make the envy of the stars of the red carpet. Brie Reynolds was preparing to make his debut in society and was upset to say the least.
When the car stopped suddenly in front of his large villa became dizzyingly high heels and the dress is too tight. But once the case had made now find everything they needed at that time: a familiar face!
Marcel, the lawyer was right there in front of her.
"What are you doing here?" Brie asked, approaching him
"My mother is the president of the philanthropist who organized the evening ... we want to go? "he said, taking the arm and guiding her on the red carpet.
Brie gave him a quizzical look, there was a little 'things that had to explain
"If you are the son of the president of the philanthropic, because you were outside the town hall to collect signatures?
"I just wanted to see if they had listened to the citizens and not the money ... vain hopes "
At that moment they entered a large hall full of people, all rigorously elegant, busy talking and sipping champagne. Some had turned to look at her as she entered, probably wondering who that stranger. Brie just hated being a minimum at the center of attention.
Tyron's mother saw her, the meeting was cheering "Brie you finally arrived! Good evening to you, my dear Marcel, "said the lawyer, addressing a motherly smile," Come, I present to you a person "
Brie was conducted by what was supposed to be the president, as well as mother of Marcel
"Brie" said Mrs. Le Duc "finally I have the pleasure to meet you!"
Without the necessary presentations, just what happened Brie wanted to avoid: Ms. Le Duc took her around every corner of the room, presenting each member of the 'elite of Bridgeport, which had been forced to take a few minutes of conversation rather boring.
Brie was eager to end the evening, especially that ended that round of presentations. He could not help but feel a fish out of water ... Fortunately, Ms. Leduc was recalled by his duties as president and Brie was free to go and find a hiding place. The room opened onto a large garden, so he decided to quit. Marcel had also thought to steal and beg not to leave her alone, but had not found ... chose, therefore, for the garden ...
"Kim!" He exclaimed on seeing her sister Tyron leaning against the railing of the balcony "what are you doing here?"
"Oh finally someone close to you! My mother dragged me by force, Brie, you do not know what a relief to see you! "
Brie was leaning against the railing next to her
"I understand, I can say that it was the most boring night of my life ... Poppy to tell if there was the darkest secrets of each of these people, it would be a hoot "
" I know something ... "continued to gossip, until they were joined by Marcel
" Even you run away? "he asked seeing Brie get
" I hate these evenings, "he replied, smiling
Brie introduced Kim to the lawyer and was talking with them for a bit, 'until he saw the other side of balcony the only person that would not have expected to find there.
"Excuse me a moment," he said.
Tyron, leaning against the railing, lit by the light coming out of the room by one of the windows, sipping his champagne, enjoying himself a moment's peace. With the corner of my eye saw her coming and turned around, beautiful in her gown, her hair flowing loose, it was a dream.
"You should not have to stay home to watch the game?"
"I changed my mind"
Brie let tighten, was the first time they were together in public.
"You could save me from all those people in there"
"Seriously? You can not even imagine walking to see your expression each time that Mrs. Le Duc you had someone "
Brie punched him on the chest" dislike "
He looked sullen and Tyron thought it was even more angry beautiful
"Brie ..." he said looking into her eyes "What are we?"
Here is the big question. What were they? He seemed to know from a lifetime, gestures, caresses were natural and yet both are contained, Poppy or perhaps because of some other obscure reason, theirs was a relationship quiet. Brie had thought often. Maybe if Poppy had not been so bound up in Tyrone, there would be a first date, then another and then another. But that did not happen ... there was some caution on the part of Tyrone and Brie was not really convinced that it was only because of Poppy, was certainly a feeling, maybe he was wrong and Tyron really wanted to be sure that Poppy was okay. In any case, Brie decided at that moment that they would continue that way.
"Tyron ... take me away "
did not need to be told twice, Tyron took her hand and led her through the hall, outside the villa where he had parked his car.
out a huge full moon shone over the sea, the car sped into quiet tree-lined avenues of Upper Side.
"Where shall I bring you?" Said Tyron
"Take me Littlecrops"
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