Jordan // Shreya
Shree-Shree!
Well that's new.
What, the nickname? What do people usually call you?
Ria. That's more "American", according to my classmates.
That's bull. They should call you by your given name. It's beautiful.
Thanks. It means luck. Which is odd, because I never seem to have any.
Well, I'd say you're goddamn lucky.
Why would you say that?
Because, if it wasn't for your so called "lack of luck", you wouldn't have left your book. And if you didn't leave your book, you wouldn't have gotten the chance to know me, to know the wonderful, amazing person that is Jordan Forestier.
Ha ha ha. You're hilarious.
..... And I kinda may have never gotten to know you too. Even though you're not as wonderful and amazing as me ;)
Whatever. Your ego's too big.
So. How come you didn't come to the café last Saturday? You could've gotten to hang with Veronica, Peter, Taylor and I.
Taylor?
Taylor Johnson. Pete's brother.
You're friends with Taylor Johnson?
Mhm. He's pretty cool.
Shree?
Shree? Did I say something wrong?
Jesus Christ, Shreya. You need to tell me if I said something wrong. You say you don't trust me and I'm trying to show you that you can. But you don't tell me anything so I'm led to think that you absolutely do not trust me. All I want is to be your friend but how can I do that when you're not even giving me a chance?
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La Vie En Rose
Short StoryThe story of a girl who leaves her journal in her favourite café and the boy who finds it.