Today’s the day it happens. Today’s the day I throw my life in to turmoil for the prospect of something different. The city of romance and art, good things happen in Paris. It’s just a cab ride, 22 hour flight with a short stop off in Singapore and another cab and I’m home for the next 3 months. I really don’t know what emotion is more powerful, the excitement or the utter fear that’s pumping through my body. I wasn’t a virgin to this travelling thing, I’d done it lots before even for longer period of time but something in me was fighting this particular adventure and it was getting hard to ignore.
“I’m going to miss you so much.” Georgie said giving me a massive hug.
“I’m going to miss you too.” I said getting teary.
Zoe was soon to quickly jump in for a hug and a quick pep talk in my ear.
I asked them both not to come to the airport with me, I probably wouldn’t have gotten on the plane if they insisted on coming with me, I already felt the tears brimming.
“Now I only want you to think about us when you send us our daily emails, our twice weekly skype sessions and weekly phones calls!” Zoe said.
I laughed out loud and just as quickly I began crying, “I…I don’t want to go.” I sobbed, I was close to having a full blown mental attack, Zoe and Georgie shared a look of, WTF do we do?
“I’m sorry, yes I do want to go. I’m being ridiculous. I’m beyond excited.” I said, it sounded like I was trying to convince myself of something I wasn’t sure of. Like when you know you need to wash your hair but convince yourself one more day of dry shampoo will be fine, and its totally not.
The cab ride was exhausting I was balling my eyes out, it probably didn’t that I was in the middle of major PMS. Nathan was also in the forefront of my mind, I couldn’t help but replay our relationship in my head, the happy times, the sad times, the special times, it was all getting to much.
The cab driver was watching my break down from the mirror, “are you ok miss?” He asked multiple times, I’d reply with the same bland response, “I’m fine, I’m sorry I’m such a mess.”
I checked into my flight avoiding any major dramas, the girl that was checking me in did a double take at me, I guess the red swollen eyes alerted her to me. Go figure.
Just as I was about to walk through customs an officer waiting at the beginning of the line tapped me on the shoulder and asked me to follow him, thoughts raced through my head, what had I done wrong? I’d been in the fricken line minding my own business.
“Just go back out there miss theres somebody waiting for you, and don’t look so panicked you’re not in trouble.” He said customs officers with a wink and a smile.
“Um so what exactly is the problem? I have a plane to catch to Paris.” I said bewildered.
“I’m sure it wont take long, just trust me and go out there.” He said nicely but quite firmly.
I agreed and walked outside where none other then Nathan was waiting, with a bunch of fake roses.
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Monday, April 4, 2011
Leaving Kicking & Screaming
*Sorry I know its been over a week without a post, I have been really sick, never vomited sooo much in my life (Sorry is that to much info?) anyhoooo I'm going away tomorrow for 2 nights so I will be wrapping up this season soon! Sorry guys! :)
Last night was a blast, Zoe and Georgie called some people from the magazine like Minnie, Yasmine, Leigh and some of the freelance girls and guys that I’ve had a fair bit to do with came and Belle, Chelsea, and Lesley to meet us for dinner! AND my sister Grace and her partner Simon, they left baby Harrison at home though :(.
We arrived at the restaurant about 8.30pm, I was completely surprised by everyone that had come, and as far as I was concerned it was just Zoe, Georgie and I, it turns out they’d organised a few of my nearest and dearest to bid me farewell.
“You guys didn’t have to do this!” I said embracing them both with tears in my eyes.
“We had to do something special for you; we’re not seeing you for 3 months.” Georgie said also getting teary, we had a group hug and then it was time for us to greet all the guests.
Grace and I were bouncing around to; she was wearing this beautiful short dress she’d actually lost most of her baby weight already, and Simon was looking really happy but exhausted, Yasmine was about 7 months gone now so Grace and her spent a lot of time talking about baby business. My sister was beaming, motherhood suited her, she was glowing and Simon was watching her with the biggest smile.
It was great to see everyone I loved under one roof, we were all dancing and drinking and I was having an amazing time. Eventually people started clearing out but some of the Radiance girls and Georgie, Grace, Zoe and I kept on dancing for most of the night and well into the next day. Danny even made a little appearance but the coaches are kicking the teams butts in training, I guess it’s cause its nearing finals time and they need to get practicing their old strategy now Nathans back.
I realised how much I was going to miss these girls, I’ve always been a girl that’s blessed with many friends, most great, but this group, well it the thought of leaving them and my job and my general comforts makes me feel physically ill, and on top of all that leaving my brand new baby nephew, who’d I only met a handful of times anyway was going to be tough.
“Are you all packed and ready?” Grace asked, we were taking a break from out dancathon.
“I’m packed, and I’m ready I guess.” I smiled.
“You guess?” She asked.
“Things are a little complicated. I wish I just had some closure, I’m referring to Nathan.”
“No shit Sherlock, are you going to see him before you leave?” Grace asked lightly.
“I can’t decide, in a way I want to so bad, but then again it would be nice just to go to Paris and be completely free of everything.”
“Will you really be free of everything if you don’t talk to him?” Grace asked.
I hesitated for a second and Grace jumped in.
“You’re a big scaredy cat Paris Lorre, it sucks you were hurt by him but now you too afraid to the mess you both made, clearly Nathan was wrong but you’re not any better by not giving him a chance to explain himself. The boy wants to talk to you, don’t be so freakin’ stubborn and at the very least hear him out.” She finished breathless gave me a kiss on the cheek and went back to dancing. She certainly told me.
With that I decided to take a breath of fresh air outside and do what I had been putting off all night. I had to listen to the voicemail Nathan had left me…
“Paris, I know you don’t want to talk to me. But you can’t leave the country without letting me explain, I know I’m an ass and don’t deserve it but I NEED to talk to you.” He finished.
The desperation in his voice was evident, he was hurting but so was I, so why do I always have to be the bigger person, why couldn’t I kick and scream and refuse to do what EVERYONE expected me to do?
Last night was a blast, Zoe and Georgie called some people from the magazine like Minnie, Yasmine, Leigh and some of the freelance girls and guys that I’ve had a fair bit to do with came and Belle, Chelsea, and Lesley to meet us for dinner! AND my sister Grace and her partner Simon, they left baby Harrison at home though :(.
We arrived at the restaurant about 8.30pm, I was completely surprised by everyone that had come, and as far as I was concerned it was just Zoe, Georgie and I, it turns out they’d organised a few of my nearest and dearest to bid me farewell.
“You guys didn’t have to do this!” I said embracing them both with tears in my eyes.
“We had to do something special for you; we’re not seeing you for 3 months.” Georgie said also getting teary, we had a group hug and then it was time for us to greet all the guests.
Grace and I were bouncing around to; she was wearing this beautiful short dress she’d actually lost most of her baby weight already, and Simon was looking really happy but exhausted, Yasmine was about 7 months gone now so Grace and her spent a lot of time talking about baby business. My sister was beaming, motherhood suited her, she was glowing and Simon was watching her with the biggest smile.
It was great to see everyone I loved under one roof, we were all dancing and drinking and I was having an amazing time. Eventually people started clearing out but some of the Radiance girls and Georgie, Grace, Zoe and I kept on dancing for most of the night and well into the next day. Danny even made a little appearance but the coaches are kicking the teams butts in training, I guess it’s cause its nearing finals time and they need to get practicing their old strategy now Nathans back.
I realised how much I was going to miss these girls, I’ve always been a girl that’s blessed with many friends, most great, but this group, well it the thought of leaving them and my job and my general comforts makes me feel physically ill, and on top of all that leaving my brand new baby nephew, who’d I only met a handful of times anyway was going to be tough.
“Are you all packed and ready?” Grace asked, we were taking a break from out dancathon.
“I’m packed, and I’m ready I guess.” I smiled.
“You guess?” She asked.
“Things are a little complicated. I wish I just had some closure, I’m referring to Nathan.”
“No shit Sherlock, are you going to see him before you leave?” Grace asked lightly.
“I can’t decide, in a way I want to so bad, but then again it would be nice just to go to Paris and be completely free of everything.”
“Will you really be free of everything if you don’t talk to him?” Grace asked.
I hesitated for a second and Grace jumped in.
“You’re a big scaredy cat Paris Lorre, it sucks you were hurt by him but now you too afraid to the mess you both made, clearly Nathan was wrong but you’re not any better by not giving him a chance to explain himself. The boy wants to talk to you, don’t be so freakin’ stubborn and at the very least hear him out.” She finished breathless gave me a kiss on the cheek and went back to dancing. She certainly told me.
With that I decided to take a breath of fresh air outside and do what I had been putting off all night. I had to listen to the voicemail Nathan had left me…
“Paris, I know you don’t want to talk to me. But you can’t leave the country without letting me explain, I know I’m an ass and don’t deserve it but I NEED to talk to you.” He finished.
The desperation in his voice was evident, he was hurting but so was I, so why do I always have to be the bigger person, why couldn’t I kick and scream and refuse to do what EVERYONE expected me to do?
Sunday, March 27, 2011
2 Weeks Later
“I can’t believe your leaving in two days.” Georgie said, she was sitting on my bed ‘helping’ me pack.
“I know, it’s gone so fast.” I said.
“As long as it only for three months!” Zoe bargained, she was also ‘helping’.
“It is only three months, I promise.” I soothed.
“Ok, it’s settled we’re going out tonight, all of us.” Georgie said.
“Nah, I’ve got too much to do tonight.”
“No, where going out! It doesn’t have to be a late one, just a fun one!” Zoe encouraged.
“Just no.”I said laughing, I was vaguely aware that they were going to win.
“OK, it’s settled we will be leaving here at like 8 for dinner, does that work for you Zoe?” Georgie asked, sending multiple texts from her phone.
“Yeah, that gives us, what? Like 3 hours to sort ourselves out.” Zoe answered.
“Do I get any say in this?” I whined from the corner.
“No you don’t.” Georgie answered. “Alright, well you can just borrow one of my dresses, saves you going home.” She finished addressing Zoe.
“Ooo good idea, let’s go have a look in your cupboard.”
“Guys I don-” that’s as far as I got in my protests, they were already talking over me and planning our nights adventures.
I continued to pack for a while, when I realised that it was a little too quiet between Zoe and Georgie, so I tip toed down the hallway to see what was going on...
“She’s not doing too well is she?”I heard Zoe ask.
“No, you should have seen it at Lesley’s house, she was shattered...he was too, but his a fine actor when need be.”
“Yeah, she didn’t really talk about it.” Zoe said.
“He needs to talk to her before she leaves.”
“I know, but I doubt she’s going to want to talk to him, and would he even want to talk to her?”
“Yeah, he does, well that’s what he said, he just doesn’t know how.” Georgie said.
“Well how are we going to organise it?” Zoe asked.
“You aren’t.” I said with venom in my voice that made them both jump. “I don’t want to see him, I’m sorry but you two are way out of line, I can’t see him, do you understand that? I CANT.” I finished off yelling and walking out of the room.
“Paris...wait, hold on.” I heard Georgie call out after me but it was too late I was already out the door.
I was walking down the stairs when I banged into someone, “I’m sorry, excuse me.” I muttered.
“Paris?” None other than Nathan Luken questioned me.
I sighed “I can’t do this Nathan, please just leave it.” I said as I walked away.
“Paris...” I heard him finish desperately.
“I know, it’s gone so fast.” I said.
“As long as it only for three months!” Zoe bargained, she was also ‘helping’.
“It is only three months, I promise.” I soothed.
“Ok, it’s settled we’re going out tonight, all of us.” Georgie said.
“Nah, I’ve got too much to do tonight.”
“No, where going out! It doesn’t have to be a late one, just a fun one!” Zoe encouraged.
“Just no.”I said laughing, I was vaguely aware that they were going to win.
“OK, it’s settled we will be leaving here at like 8 for dinner, does that work for you Zoe?” Georgie asked, sending multiple texts from her phone.
“Yeah, that gives us, what? Like 3 hours to sort ourselves out.” Zoe answered.
“Do I get any say in this?” I whined from the corner.
“No you don’t.” Georgie answered. “Alright, well you can just borrow one of my dresses, saves you going home.” She finished addressing Zoe.
“Ooo good idea, let’s go have a look in your cupboard.”
“Guys I don-” that’s as far as I got in my protests, they were already talking over me and planning our nights adventures.
I continued to pack for a while, when I realised that it was a little too quiet between Zoe and Georgie, so I tip toed down the hallway to see what was going on...
“She’s not doing too well is she?”I heard Zoe ask.
“No, you should have seen it at Lesley’s house, she was shattered...he was too, but his a fine actor when need be.”
“Yeah, she didn’t really talk about it.” Zoe said.
“He needs to talk to her before she leaves.”
“I know, but I doubt she’s going to want to talk to him, and would he even want to talk to her?”
“Yeah, he does, well that’s what he said, he just doesn’t know how.” Georgie said.
“Well how are we going to organise it?” Zoe asked.
“You aren’t.” I said with venom in my voice that made them both jump. “I don’t want to see him, I’m sorry but you two are way out of line, I can’t see him, do you understand that? I CANT.” I finished off yelling and walking out of the room.
“Paris...wait, hold on.” I heard Georgie call out after me but it was too late I was already out the door.
I was walking down the stairs when I banged into someone, “I’m sorry, excuse me.” I muttered.
“Paris?” None other than Nathan Luken questioned me.
I sighed “I can’t do this Nathan, please just leave it.” I said as I walked away.
“Paris...” I heard him finish desperately.
Friday, October 15, 2010
How to Mend a Broken Heart
“So what he just came right out and said that I was using you?” Nathan said angry pacing around his bedroom.
“Yep...” I said realising that on reflection telling him probably wasn’t a great idea.
“What a tool, seriously if I see that guy...” He muttered.
“What are you going to do?” I asked a little concerned.
“Well, he will be getting a good talking to.” He said sitting on his bed.
“Oh baby.” I said giggling and pulling him in for a hug.
“No, seriously Paris he has no right, he doesn’t know me and he doesn’t
know us.” He said angrily.
“I know.” I answered waiting for him to get out all his complaining.
“I know the footballer stereotype, that’s not me. I’m not the guy that has sex with tonnes of girls or plays games and I am definitely not playing you.” He said sincerely.
“I know Nathan; we wouldn’t be together if I didn’t honestly believe that you were you.”I smiled adjusting myself on his lap.
“Good.” He said kissing the tip of my nose.
“Sooo where’s Danny?” I asked changing the subject.
“I don’t know, we moved most of his stuff in yesterday, god I hate moving it sucks.”
“Nate I...I’ve been meaning to tell you something...it kind of a big deal I mean it might be... I’ve been...well I have been offered an internship in Paris its-”I said speaking quickly.
“Babe that’s amazing.” Nate cut me off.
“I know it’s pretty cool; the thing is Minnie said it would be for the next 3 months, maybe longer.” I finished watching Nate’s face carefully.
“Oh.” Was all he managed to say, his eyes dropped from mine.
“I know.” I said as Nate shuffled me off his lap and walked over to his bedroom door.
“Paris I’m really happy for you.” He said fairly genuinely as he opened his door and walked to the kitchen.
“Nate I haven’t decided if I’m going yet...” I said following him.
Nathan turned quickly looked at me through wide eyes as though I was crazy, “No Paris you have to take this opportunity.”
“I want to Nate; I really do but why now? Why couldn’t this happen before?” I asked.
“Because you’re amazing at your job now...” He said smiling.
I pouted a little bit and Nathan pulled me into him his arms and kissed the top of my head, “Don’t get me wrong, I am so excited it’s just I don’t want to go now!” I said.
“Hey if you only don’t want to go because of us, we will work it out. We can do long distance for 3 months, easy.” He said still holding me close.
Tears welled up in my eyes and I buried my face into his chest,
“Hey come on don’t cry, I hate seeing you cry.” He said.
“I’m sorry; you’re just being so nice.” I said laughing which spurred on more tears; simply I was a messy little Paris.
“What did you expect me to do?” He chuckled.
“Do you really think we could do the long distance thing?” I asked my head still buried in his chest still sniffling away and ignoring his question.
“Yep I think so, it’s only 3 months, and we already expected some sort of distance with me travelling for footy, this is just a little more extreme, don’t get me wrong it’s going to suck but we can do it.”He reassured me.
“I love you.” I said meeting his eyes for the first time since this conversation began.
“I love you too, and Paris I promise we can do it, you mean way too much to me for us not to try.” Nathan finished just as Danny walked into the kitchen, I wanted to say something else to him unfortunately we were interrupted, the joys of having a roommate.
“Hey guys, ooooh, am I interrupting something?” He asked as Nathan and I broke apart.
“Nope, all moved in?” I asked grabbing an apple to munch on and pulling a stool out to sit at the breakfast bar, and lazily started flicking through a magazine.
“Yep, moving sucks.” He smiled.
“It definitely does.” I decided I liked Danny, he was very real, he was a lot like Nathan in that respect didn’t really let his money or his status go to his head.
“So do you guys want to hang out tonight?” He asked.
Nathan looked at me and I nodded and stood up.
“Certainly do, we can help you mend that broken heart.” I smiled as Danny swooped his hand under my waist and led me to the couch,
“Haha, thanks Paris, now what’s the first movie?” He laughed as Nathan came and sat on the couch, we snuggled and watched some terrible movies, my vote didn’t count because the boys ganged up on me, hmm oh well.
“Yep...” I said realising that on reflection telling him probably wasn’t a great idea.
“What a tool, seriously if I see that guy...” He muttered.
“What are you going to do?” I asked a little concerned.
“Well, he will be getting a good talking to.” He said sitting on his bed.
“Oh baby.” I said giggling and pulling him in for a hug.
“No, seriously Paris he has no right, he doesn’t know me and he doesn’t
know us.” He said angrily.
“I know.” I answered waiting for him to get out all his complaining.
“I know the footballer stereotype, that’s not me. I’m not the guy that has sex with tonnes of girls or plays games and I am definitely not playing you.” He said sincerely.
“I know Nathan; we wouldn’t be together if I didn’t honestly believe that you were you.”I smiled adjusting myself on his lap.
“Good.” He said kissing the tip of my nose.
“Sooo where’s Danny?” I asked changing the subject.
“I don’t know, we moved most of his stuff in yesterday, god I hate moving it sucks.”
“Nate I...I’ve been meaning to tell you something...it kind of a big deal I mean it might be... I’ve been...well I have been offered an internship in Paris its-”I said speaking quickly.
“Babe that’s amazing.” Nate cut me off.
“I know it’s pretty cool; the thing is Minnie said it would be for the next 3 months, maybe longer.” I finished watching Nate’s face carefully.
“Oh.” Was all he managed to say, his eyes dropped from mine.
“I know.” I said as Nate shuffled me off his lap and walked over to his bedroom door.
“Paris I’m really happy for you.” He said fairly genuinely as he opened his door and walked to the kitchen.
“Nate I haven’t decided if I’m going yet...” I said following him.
Nathan turned quickly looked at me through wide eyes as though I was crazy, “No Paris you have to take this opportunity.”
“I want to Nate; I really do but why now? Why couldn’t this happen before?” I asked.
“Because you’re amazing at your job now...” He said smiling.
I pouted a little bit and Nathan pulled me into him his arms and kissed the top of my head, “Don’t get me wrong, I am so excited it’s just I don’t want to go now!” I said.
“Hey if you only don’t want to go because of us, we will work it out. We can do long distance for 3 months, easy.” He said still holding me close.
Tears welled up in my eyes and I buried my face into his chest,
“Hey come on don’t cry, I hate seeing you cry.” He said.
“I’m sorry; you’re just being so nice.” I said laughing which spurred on more tears; simply I was a messy little Paris.
“What did you expect me to do?” He chuckled.
“Do you really think we could do the long distance thing?” I asked my head still buried in his chest still sniffling away and ignoring his question.
“Yep I think so, it’s only 3 months, and we already expected some sort of distance with me travelling for footy, this is just a little more extreme, don’t get me wrong it’s going to suck but we can do it.”He reassured me.
“I love you.” I said meeting his eyes for the first time since this conversation began.
“I love you too, and Paris I promise we can do it, you mean way too much to me for us not to try.” Nathan finished just as Danny walked into the kitchen, I wanted to say something else to him unfortunately we were interrupted, the joys of having a roommate.
“Hey guys, ooooh, am I interrupting something?” He asked as Nathan and I broke apart.
“Nope, all moved in?” I asked grabbing an apple to munch on and pulling a stool out to sit at the breakfast bar, and lazily started flicking through a magazine.
“Yep, moving sucks.” He smiled.
“It definitely does.” I decided I liked Danny, he was very real, he was a lot like Nathan in that respect didn’t really let his money or his status go to his head.
“So do you guys want to hang out tonight?” He asked.
Nathan looked at me and I nodded and stood up.
“Certainly do, we can help you mend that broken heart.” I smiled as Danny swooped his hand under my waist and led me to the couch,
“Haha, thanks Paris, now what’s the first movie?” He laughed as Nathan came and sat on the couch, we snuggled and watched some terrible movies, my vote didn’t count because the boys ganged up on me, hmm oh well.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Decisions, Decisions
*Hey everybody I cant say I'm sorry enough, I forgot to schedule this post, and I was at a friends house. I didn't want anyone else to because none of my family or friends know about the blog! Sorry, sorry!!! There will probably be a bonus post this week, to make up for my slackness! Thanks heaps for being patient with me! Also sorry for the length of this post, its going to take me a while to get back into the swing of things! :D
I didn’t tell Nate about the offer, I don’t know why, I guess I’m considering it but I’m not sure how it will affect us yet so I have decided not to mention it until I know. Paris is my dream, it always has been my career focus but things change I suppose and my life has definitely changed in the last couple of months. Zoe and I decided we needed some serious girl time; our plan was to go shopping after work and then grab dinner.
“So what are you going to wear to your wag barbeque?” Zoe asked.
“I don’t know...Stop saying ‘wag barbeque’ it’s freaking me out.” I replied.
“Sorry...but come on sweetheart, you’re extremely close to being wag status.”
I let out a mock cry and Zoe patted me on the back.
“So did the sexy football player explain himself for not calling?” Zoe asked.
“No, I mean we barely talked about it, I know we have to but where not exactly the world’s best communicators.” I sighed.
“You guys should talk...You’re so good together but not communicating properly is the downfall of most relationships.” Zoe said.
I laughed at her wisdom, she just shrugged her shoulders and said, “I did a psych minor at uni.”
“I know you’re right, oooooo do you want to hear something interesting?” I asked changing the subject.
“I do.” She answered while lazily flicking through the clothes on the sales rack.
“Guess who was offered a three month internship in Paris?”
“NO really?” She squealed.
“Yep!”
“Oh how very hills season 1.” She joked, “Except there’s no chance you wouldn’t actually go.”
I looked down avoiding her gaze...
“YOU CAN’T SAY NO TO PARIS!” She yelled.
“I’m not saying no, I’m just thinking about it.” I explained.
“Ok I have to call you P during this conversation cause its getting way to
confusing, P you can’t say no to Paris, you know what they say When Paris sneezes,
Europe catches cold, and it’s not just Europe it’s the whole fashion world P, if you want a career in this industry you cannot say no.” She said forcefully but kindly.
“I know Zo, I completely agree and that’s what I keep telling myself...we both know three months in Paris really mean six months or longer...” I justified.
“Look I love Nate you know that but you have your entire life to be with him, Paris is a once a lifetime opportunity, Nathan will wait and you know he will.”
To be honest I’m not sure what I’m going to do anymore...
I didn’t tell Nate about the offer, I don’t know why, I guess I’m considering it but I’m not sure how it will affect us yet so I have decided not to mention it until I know. Paris is my dream, it always has been my career focus but things change I suppose and my life has definitely changed in the last couple of months. Zoe and I decided we needed some serious girl time; our plan was to go shopping after work and then grab dinner.
“So what are you going to wear to your wag barbeque?” Zoe asked.
“I don’t know...Stop saying ‘wag barbeque’ it’s freaking me out.” I replied.
“Sorry...but come on sweetheart, you’re extremely close to being wag status.”
I let out a mock cry and Zoe patted me on the back.
“So did the sexy football player explain himself for not calling?” Zoe asked.
“No, I mean we barely talked about it, I know we have to but where not exactly the world’s best communicators.” I sighed.
“You guys should talk...You’re so good together but not communicating properly is the downfall of most relationships.” Zoe said.
I laughed at her wisdom, she just shrugged her shoulders and said, “I did a psych minor at uni.”
“I know you’re right, oooooo do you want to hear something interesting?” I asked changing the subject.
“I do.” She answered while lazily flicking through the clothes on the sales rack.
“Guess who was offered a three month internship in Paris?”
“NO really?” She squealed.
“Yep!”
“Oh how very hills season 1.” She joked, “Except there’s no chance you wouldn’t actually go.”
I looked down avoiding her gaze...
“YOU CAN’T SAY NO TO PARIS!” She yelled.
“I’m not saying no, I’m just thinking about it.” I explained.
“Ok I have to call you P during this conversation cause its getting way to
confusing, P you can’t say no to Paris, you know what they say When Paris sneezes,
Europe catches cold, and it’s not just Europe it’s the whole fashion world P, if you want a career in this industry you cannot say no.” She said forcefully but kindly.
“I know Zo, I completely agree and that’s what I keep telling myself...we both know three months in Paris really mean six months or longer...” I justified.
“Look I love Nate you know that but you have your entire life to be with him, Paris is a once a lifetime opportunity, Nathan will wait and you know he will.”
To be honest I’m not sure what I’m going to do anymore...
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