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Post by butterscotchgreer on Jul 29, 2007 15:18:13 GMT -5
this is a story about two best friends who take a vacation to france. they live in a little town in finland and want to find adventure and romance; they think they can find it through traveling.
for theresa its gary cooper
for stella its elvis presley
theresa: stella hurry! hurry! we are going to miss our plane!
stella: alright alright! im almost packed
theresa sits on top of her luggage by the door tapping her foot on the ground with her arms crossed
stella: dont look at me that way
theresa: fine, come on slow poke
stella: yeah well youre not exactly the fastest person in the world
theresa: ha ha! i forgot how to laugh
they rushed to the airport and run to the plane
stella: i hope we havent missed it yet
theresa: we better not have.
they come to a stewardess at the walkway
stella: did we miss it?
stewardess: you are just on time
theresa: thank goodness!
stella: phewwww!
they get on the plane and see two empty seats
theresa: ill let you have the window seat since i-
stella: i know, you hate flying
theresa: well looking out that window makes me feel so sick
stella: scaredy cat
theresa: yes i am*they laugh together*
stella: you need to get over this fear of flying
theresa: i know, but its not gonna happen any time soon
they arrive at the airport in france.........your toin stella. heehee!
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Post by misspurdy on Jul 29, 2007 15:51:00 GMT -5
When plain finally after long (and very scary) four hour flight arrives to the international airport in Paris, Stella and Theresa take a big sigh of relief. Theresa: Finally we're here! I tought that it never would end! Stella: Especially after the hysteria you caused by screaming 'we're gonna die!' when the plain started to land. Theresa: But it was... Stella: Scary and new, I know. I talked to the stewardests, didnt I? Ok, lets look our most cherished items. That means snacks and and the free-givingthings, I think my peanutbag dropped behind you seat. Take as much sodacans than you can take, its steamingly hot outside.
When girls had collected their items, they walk to the massive terminal. They look around them stunned, blinking their eyes with astonishment. The airport was much bigger and louder than the small finnish airport. There were hundreds of other passengers which seem to know where they are going. Girls look little lost, looking at each other. Theresa: So...Do you know how we get out of here? Stella: Thats a good question, lets think about the answer after we get our luggages. Theresa: Excelent idea, after you! Girls walk at the other room, where they start hunting their own bags. Its pretty hard, because there is hundreds of others rolling past them. They wait some time, and suddenly Theresa looks at the luggageline with great big smile. Theresa: Is that yours? Stella: What? That red luggage with black flower at side? Theresa: No, that shirt behind it. Stella: WHAT?!
Unfortunalytely it is. And it isnt only one of Stellas clothes. Soon after the shirt they see sandals, skirt and a left high-heeled shoe. Theresa helps Stella collecting her things after she had finished laughing. Stella is looking all red and blue at the same time, and tries not to scream. It becomes really hard not to scream especially when Theresas luggages and things come next, all nicely and locked. And it becomes even more harder when all the other passengers smile at them ironically.
Stella: At least dont you laugh at me, you were the one who told me to be faster! Theresa: Well excuse ME! Lets not start an argue, we'll try to find you luggage next. It must be on its way. At least the clothes came...*snicker* Stella: Im starting to miss Finland... Theresa: Aww, dont be such a worrier! Look, here your luggage comes! Stella: Yeah, all opened. Theresa: At least rest of your clothes are there.
Ok, your turn! Hehee!
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Post by butterscotchgreer on Aug 3, 2007 10:03:59 GMT -5
they drive around in a taxi looking out their windows at all of france wondering what to do first
stella: what are we to do first theresa?
theresa: well we need to at least get to the hotel first silly
stella:well does the woed duh come to mind?
they both giggle
the taxi driver stops at their hotel and whistles at them as he drives away.
theresa: *gasps* i believe he was looking at us strangely
stella:of course he was.....he was.....making sure we had everything...yeah
theresa: *shoots a stare at stella* yeah right!
stella: alright just b/c a man looks at us with interest doesnt mean we have to freak out
theresa: i just wasnt expecting it to happen that is all
stella: well lets go up to our room so we can go out to eat dinner at a fancy restaurant
theresa: sounds like a plan
they check in and step inside the elevator.
they tell the bellboy which floor to be on, and he pushes the button. the elevator hesitates and he pushes it again, and stomps the floor with his foot.
theresa: whats he doing stella?
stells: i dont know but im getting a bit nervous about this ele-
the bellboy stomps again and the elevator staqrts to move upward.
he starts dancing all over the elevator and explains why
belllboy: well some show girls practiced their routines in here and it did something to the elevator.*with his incredible thick french accent*
theresa: this looks fun! *she and stella joins in*
stella:*smiles* all the elevators in america do is go up and down
the bellboy looks to stella with confusion while they all twirl around tapping their feet on the floor constantly. the elevator stopped suddenly.
theresa: *getting off the elevator with stella* wow he must be in good shape*
stella: yeah!
their open the door to their hotel suite and look around
stella: i have never had a suite so comodious before.
theresa:that's paris for you
theresa:it is so beautiful and the detail work is amazing. look out the window
stella: paris is bright at night
theresa: so romantic isnt it?
they look down b/c they have no men to celebrate this romantic city with
stella: im starving
theresa: well what are we waiting for, lets go eat!
they run to the elevator and start dancing down to the lobby.
stella: merci monsiour!
i got the elevator thing from thoroughly modern mille. heehee! i love that musical.
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Post by misspurdy on Aug 3, 2007 10:45:32 GMT -5
The girls get out of the hotel. They first think of taking a cab, but then they decide to walk because Paris iso beautiful. Bright lights, fresh air and music, which they hear from somewhere. They sing couple of notes from 'la vie en rose' but stop suddenly when french men stare at them. Stella: I dont feel very well about this, Theresa... Theresa: About what? Stella: About WHAT?! We have been here just a few hours and all the men stare at us like we've been stepped out from somewhere. Theresa: Its just the 'romantic Paris'-thing, dont worry. If somebody tries to do anything, we can tell were going to meet our boyfriends. Stella: Who work at the policedeparment as captains? Theresa: Exactly. Well, were shall we go?
The girls look out for a nice and expensive restaurant until they find one at the Champs Elyséé. Its a very famous restaurant called the elephant. Girls laugh for a name for awhile. A mean-looking butler looks girls like they were couple of human-sized spiders but takes girls to their table and gives them the menu. Theresa gives it straight back and looks at the butler with devilish smile. Theresa: We dont need this. Get us bottle of your finest champain and your most delicious meals, whatever is the best. And chop-chop! Girls giggle as the butler looks at them like they were crazy but then he rans straight to the waiters before neither of them changes their minds. Stella looks at her friend with a big smile and tries not to laugh.
Stella: 'Whatever is the best?' Theresa: Well, I couldnt say those fancy french-names, you know. Stella: And finest champain? The worst is more expensive than my car! Theresa: A class of water is more expensive than your car. Stop worrying honey, we are young and were in Paris! Lets celebrate and worry later!! The waiter brings the champaing to the girls' table. Both of them take glasses. Stella: Its a deal. They bling their classes together and smile at eachother. Neither of them doesnt want to worry now, especially that what it comes to cost.
The food doesnt come quickly, after half an hour the waiter finally brings their expensive dinners. When the girls see what they had ordered, neither of them can't say a word. Stella's plate is full of something that looks like a chicken in a green sauce and Theresas' plate looks like its been covered with yellow fruits or meat. Stella stops the waiter and speaks veru quietly. Stella: I dont want to be rude, but whatta heck is that?! Waiter: Its 'le garde le...' Stella: In english, please. Waiter: Frogs. Its our special mademoiselle.
He leaves the table and leaves the stunned-looking girls at their table with frogs and yellow meat-fruit. Stella: Frogs? Theresa: If that's frogmeat, I dont want even know what this is!! Stella: How anybody can say this is the best they have eaten?! Stella sighs but takes the fork and knife and shakes her head. Stella: Well, at least I'll eat less red meat. Now I eat... Theresa: ...green meat. They both start giggling hysterically as the fancy people at other tables look at them with a strange face. Theresa sighs and takes her own fork and knife. Theresa: We must do this, pal. For our money's sake. Stella: Yeah, lets do this for just one time. Then we start to read the menus. Theresa: I count on three. One...two....
Haha, I loved the elevator-part! Sorry if I wrote some words wrong, I couldnt remember how write some of them. This almost happened when I was in Paris with my family. My father ordered something fancy and when he got it, any of us couldnt know what he was ordered!
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Post by butterscotchgreer on Aug 3, 2007 12:07:22 GMT -5
stella: so what are we planning to do tomorrow?
theresa: i really want to go climb the pyrenees mountains.
stella: i dont like climbing. do you know how far away the pyrenees mountains are from here?
theresa: yes i know you dont like climbing, thats why i have made plans for myself to go by myself so you can go do what you want. i am going to take a train. i will be gone all of tomorrow.
stella: but i thought we were going to do everything together
theresa: we have three weeks to do things together.ill be back.
stella: you promise youll be alright...i mean you wont fall off the mountain or anything.
theresa: oh ill try not to*she smiles*
the waiter comes with a bill for their "special" dinner.
stella looks at it and giggles under her breath. she shows it to theresa and she giggles under her breath. the waiter definitely think they are somewhat weird now. they take care of it and walk off to the hotel.
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Post by misspurdy on Aug 3, 2007 12:46:02 GMT -5
Girls head back to hotel laughing still about their wonderful dinner and dance their way to the suite. Theresa falls to the bed and sighs. Stella rubs her hurting feet and tries not to make faces in pain. Theresa: What are you going to do tomorrow when Im going climbing at the mountains? Stella: Well, Im all alone at the Paris, the mall-palace of the whole wide world, with three kinds of credit-cards and over 5000 euros of cash. I guess I can amuse myself somehow. Theresa chuckles and kicks her shoes out of feet. Theresa: Im sure you will. Rest of the night girls jump over tv-chanels and laugh to the french soapoperas. They eat icecream they got from the fridge in the room and have a wonderful time. Their window is open, so the sounds of the streets keep them company. When they start to get tired, they snuggle on the king-sized bed and feel themselves really happy. Stella: Goodnight, honey. Theresa: Goodnight, sweetheart. Dont spend all your money. Stella: I couldnt never do that. Theresa: Yeah, sure.
When Stella wakes up next morning, Theresa has already left. She left a note that she comes back tomorrow and wishes her good day of money-spending. Stella laughs for it on her way to bubble-bath. When she had dryed herself, she starts to think her day. Stella: So...I could go to walk around townand malls and stop somewhere to listen some good music. Suddenly she hears her tummys opinion of the subject. Stella: After good breakfest of course.
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Post by butterscotchgreer on Aug 3, 2007 15:55:26 GMT -5
theresa has been climbing for hours now when a heavy mist falls over her head. she decides to sit on a rock and wait for it to go away.
theresa: well i might as well wait, because if i keep climbing in that mist something might go wrong. *she stands up and yells for kicks to hear her echo*
theresa: HELLOOOOO!!!!
a man climbing the mountain heres this call and thinks a woman is in trouble. he shouts back
man: hello, are you injured?!!!
he gets no answer
man: oh my! *and starts to climb just as he was about to sit and rest because of the mist*
the man climbs higher and higher until he reaches a narrow passage, barely enough room for his feet to walk through. he holds onto the side of the cliff for dear life as he walks passed a tombstone. his eyes widen and he keeps on going.as he walks to the end of the narrow passageway, his right foot slips but his hands are gripping onto the cliff and he pulls his foot back into the narrow passageway.
he sees a big space ahead of him so he rests and shouts
man: hello!!
theresa: hello*she says quietly*
man: i can hear you but i cant see you
theresa: here am i over here
he looks behind the big rock in front of him and sees her sitting on another rock.
theresa:i thought i heard another voice
man: are you alright?
theresa: Yes, quite thanks. The mist is a nuisance, isn't it?
man:You're not in any danger?
theresa: No.* she giggles* Do you mind?
man:No, of course not but...
theresa:You shouldn't be moving about, you know, it's very foolish of you.
man:Foolish, but I heard you call. I thought you were in some difficulty.
theresa: Don't tell me you climbed up here to rescue me.
man:Well, as a matter of fact, I did.
theresa:Oh, *she laughs heartily then stands up* now really, I should be very angry with you. Supposing you'd fallen.
man:I must say I...
theresa:I never heard of such utter stupidity. Where were you?...And you climbed up in that mist to rescue me when I'm probably a better climber than you are.
man:Well, what were you screaming about?
theresa:I wasn't screaming. I just let out a shout at random. I- so that was why. When I think that that road might have been paved with your good intentions. Really, it was idiotic of you - *she smiles* and rather wonderful.
man:Not at all.
theresa:Well anyway, I'm glad you came. It was gonna be very lonely.
i couldnt resist puting this in here. heehee!
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Post by misspurdy on Aug 3, 2007 16:15:44 GMT -5
Stella is walking along the streets of Paris and feels really great. She ate croissants and hot chocolate at the hotel and is humming along her way. Stella: Hopefully Theresa hasnt gotten herself at the trouble, knowing her she has probably done something already. She shakes her head and sighs. Stella: Well, I can hear about that tomorrow. Now, lets start shopping!
She walks around the massive malls of Paris, picking up shoes and all nice things she happens to find. She waves to the people, smiles at everybody and lets money burn. Couple of hours passes when she stucks at the little shoeshop along elyséés and spends almost a lifetime looking for records at the recordshop which is almost as big as the hotel. She rans from the section to another, looks at classics and drools to Rock'n'Roll Stella: Oh, I love this! And this one is really... Suddenly she hears a voice behind her. -That isnt good. Stella gets mad and turns around. Stella: You cant tell me what I can listen you little...
Behind her stands the most beautiful man she has seen a long time. He smiles at her mad reaction and handles her an opera-record. -This is a one piece of music, you should try. She takes it and looks at the record with a little suspicion. Stella: I havent never listened to opera. Man: But this is a good time to start, isnt it? Stella looks at the cute smile of her record-suggester and smiles back. Stella: Maybe.
Hehee, loved that! I'll update again when I get back home!
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Post by butterscotchgreer on Aug 3, 2007 16:41:03 GMT -5
theresa:i have some little sandwhiches, would you like some?
man: yes, you dont mind?
theresa: no, not at all. this one is ham*he hands one to him*
man: what is your name?*biting into one*
theresa: theresa, and yours?
man: gary*he seems to be attracted to her and smiles*
theresa:oh,*she smiles*I'm sorry I wasn't in any danger.
gary:It was rather inconsiderate of you. What are you doing alone on a mountain? Isn't it rather unusual for a young lady?
theresa:I'm not usually alone. I have a friend in paris.she doesnt like to climb as much.
gary:oh that is nice.
theresa: and what is a man like you doing on a mountain alone?
gary:well i am not with anyone here, but i love climbing. i hadnt done it in so long and just felt like doing it. i am staying at the inn at the bottom of the mountain. for tonight, but i am staying in paris after that.
theresa: i am staying there too for the night. what a coincidence.
they are silent for a moment observing the mist around them.
theresa: oh look the mist is lifting.
they stand up and stretch
theresa: well i ought to get going back i havebeen at this all day
gary: now that you mention it, i better be going back too.
theresa: it was fun wasnt it?
gary: yes it was*looking into her eyes*may i escort you to the bottom?
theresa: if you wish to
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Post by misspurdy on Aug 14, 2007 11:00:58 GMT -5
When Theresa is enjoying her sandwhiches, Stella is walking along her operalistener. They talk about music and all kinds of usual things. They talk happily and very much, like they have been knowing each other for a long time. Stella: It's funny, but I haven't been really asking your name. Operalistener: Im Elvis. Stella smiles and says: Thats a nice name. Elvis: I dont know about that. What's your name? Stella: Just plain Stella. Elvis: Stella? That's a pretty name. Stella: I dont know about that either, but thank you.
They walk along riverside of Seine. Elvis spots some of the cafés and theaters, telling her little stories about those. Stella listens his every word and keps it clearly at her mind. She would listen even when Elvis would talk about maths or arithmetics. Stella: You know so much about this place, E. Have you been here for a long time? Elvis: Couple of years. I've been playing at some of those clubs, trying to get people listen to me. "Hey listen to me, Im good." He starts to talk on a quiet, almost girly mousevoice, which makes Stella giggle. And when he notices that she gets her laugh, he tries even more and starts to sing his own version from "torreadora, torreado." At the same time, Stella can't stop thinking that does Elvis really want to hear and make her laugh. The thought make her blush. Would someone care so much about that she laughed? At the same time she couldn't help thinking that would E laugh himself that much if Stella wasnt there.
E has to do a show in an hour, but he insists to walk Stella back to the hotel. The evening starts to get darker, and Stella is really happy that someone walks with her. She hasn't ever been really fond of walking alone in the dark. E says that she can come to see him another night. Elvis: They thursdays are always the worst, full of drunk old men that thow drinks at stage and even more drunker women that throw their husbands at the stage. You dont want to see that. Stella giggles again, but says that she would love to see his show. Elvis: I'll call you, ok?
Before Stella answers, Elvis leans slowly towards her and gently kisses her cheek. Stella can't say anything, she's in shock or so confused that she dont even know did it really happen. But Elvis knows. He smiles, walks down the stairs and starts walking along the street. After few steps he stops and waves his fingers smiles shyly. Stella stays were she is, but waves back, still looking at the charecter who soon disappears to the shady night of Paris. She touches her warm and red cheek and thinks that coming to Paris was the best idea ever.
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Post by butterscotchgreer on Aug 14, 2007 23:41:02 GMT -5
back at the inn at the bottom of the mountain, they all raise the glasses in a toast to mr. gary climbing a blochner in a mist to save miss theresa
bartender: sevrus!!
theresa: sevrus*looking to gary hoping he will do the same*
gary: sevrus*raising his glass and looking at theresa*
gary: im tired i think ill turn in for the night.
theresa: oh but wont you stay a little longer? we are celebrating
gary: i really must go to bed, but thank you
theresa: well good night mr. gary, i am leaving early tomorrow morning so i wont be able to tell you good bye.
gary: so soon?
theresa: im afraid so, i have to be getting back to my friend in paris.
an hour later theresa returns to her room and looks out the window at the mountain remembering the day.
gary is in the room next to her and sees her head hanging out the window, but doesnt make himself visible for her to see. she looks at it for another five minutes or so and then closes her wndow to go to sleep.
gary thinks to himslelf
i wonder if i will ever see her again
it is ten o'clock in the morning and theresa has arrived back at the hotel and stella is still asleep.
stella: *yawns and looks around the room* theresa!!!
theresa:man you sleep in really late!
stella: oh shut up*they giggle* im glad you are back!!! how was your climb?
theresa: *smiles* very....old fashioned
stella: what?
theresa: never mind*giggles again*
theresa: how was your day?
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Post by misspurdy on Aug 16, 2007 12:24:49 GMT -5
Stella: It was...splendid! She giggles and blinks at her couple of times. Theresa: You spent much, didnt you? Stella: How can you ever think about such a thing! You know how much I save money every time I go to shopping... *Theresa picks up a paperbag with name of a REALLY expensive shop at the side and looks at her, raising her eyebrowns.* Stella: Well...Except this time. *They both giggle and sit back to bed, Theresa still on her travellingwears, and Stella on her nightie.* Stella has a habit to put almost everything at a same bag. Saves space and arms, she says. Theresa looks curiously inside the paperback and finds couple of sweaters, few books and...an opera record. She picks it up and looks at Stella, who blushes. Theresa: .....Opera?
*Stella tries to reach out for a record.* Stella: Cant girl try something new sometimes?! Theresa: Not if it's you! You have been a rocker from the first grade! What's with the opera? Stella: Like I said, I just wanted... *Theresa looks at her, astonished.* Theresa: Something's wrong. Stella: WHAT?! Oh please, dont start now... Theresa: Something IS wrong. *Stella takes the record and puts it at the bag.* Stella: Please Theresa, try to understand. I heard that....*looks at the record* "Arias of lost loved ones" is really good, and.... *Theresa looks at her and tries not to laugh hysterically.* Theresa: But...Stella...*giggle* Stella: WHAT?! Theresa: "Arias of lost loved ones?" Stella: Aw, stop it. *Theresa shakes her head, and looks worried now.* Theresa: Something's wrong, something's WRONG....
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Post by butterscotchgreer on Aug 17, 2007 21:03:37 GMT -5
stella: nothing is wrong*she cant stop smiling*
theresa shakes her head
theresa:so what do you want to do today?
stella: well....i wonder if that charming little music shop is open?
theresa: music shop? we are in france and you want to go to a music shop?..you apparently already went yesterday, why.......ooooooh! who is he?
stella: dont be silly
theresa: do deny it
stella:alright....his name is elvis, and he loves opera.
theresa: so that is why...*she picks up the record*
stella: *snatches it away from her* yes and he is beautiful!!!
theresa: i see....well i am so happy for you
stella: thanks, he said he would call me today
theresa: while you are waiting, can we go out on the town? i reeeaaalllyyy want to see the eiffel tower.
stella: so do i! lets go!
they walk out of their room and get on the elevator to dance their way down to the lobby. they are still dancing on their way to a taxi.
taxi driver: where to?
theresa, stella: the eiffel tower*they say together excitedly*
taxi driver: alright, alright!
they giggle on the way pointing out to each other the different buildings going passed their windows.
meanwhile, gary has arrived in paris and thinks about theresa, walking down the happy streets of paris.
theresa: get the camera out stella!!
stella: we are here!*they squeal at each other*
taxi driver holds his ears from the noise
theresa looks at the eiffel tower and imagines her mountain there and sees gary in the mist with her at the top.
stella: theresa...theresa! snap out of it
theresa: oh what?
stella: lets go
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Post by misspurdy on Aug 18, 2007 9:13:19 GMT -5
When girls walk to the towerarea, they notice that there are horrible line to the elevators, and it isnt moving fast. They look at each other. Stella: Stairs? Theresa: Stairs.
They walk down the staircase, and notice that it costs too. Theresa: FOUR FRIGGIN' EUROS FOR CLIMBING STAIRS?! Stella: Calm down, honey. It's ok. It's like climbing mountain, remember? Only that you can sit on a step every once in a while. And there isnt any lines. We can be at the top when some poor little person is still waiting his turn to elevator. Theresa sighs, then smiles. She nods and girls start their modern climbingadventure to the mountain Eiffel. But the way to the first floor is a bit longer than they expected. They are huffing and puffing wirth exchaustion and they arent even at the first floor. Stella: Now I understand why didnt anyone want to climb stairs here! Theresa: Me too! We must have climbed over 300 stairs already... Stella: Actually 448. Theresa looks at her friend, amused and says: We are SO taking the elevator we get to the first floor. Stella: How come the word duh comes to mind again? They start gigling so much that they have to sit for a couple of minutes to recover from that. Then Theresa realizes how high from land they actually are and starts climbing even faster. Stella follows and is really, really happy that they dont have anything to carry. They would have broken their backs already.
When they FINALLY get to the first floor, first thing they do is look someplace to seat. Stella sees some sodamachines and buys two bottles of water. Girls sit on a corner, watching tourists on their Hawaiji-shirts and sunglasses and Theresa giggles when Stella says some REALLY straight opinions in finnish. Theresa: Stop it, you dirty-minded girl! Someone may understand what you said. Stella: How could they? There are only german and french people. French dont even speak english well, and german dont understand finnish. So there. Then someone yells something REALLY rude to them in finnish, and Stella turns to really, really red. Theresa laughs even harder. Theresa: When you started blushin' alrady, you may tell me what did you do with that Elvis-guy... Stella: Now who's being dirty-minded now? He just walked me home, nothing else. Theresa: Oh, really... Stella: Yes, really. How about you? Why havent YOU told me anything about your trip? Did you met anybody? Theresa: Uhm...I.... Suddenly Theresa sees that the elevator is coming down, and there arent too many people in the line. Theresa: I...I'll tell ya later! Let's go now, we have two more floors to go!
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Post by butterscotchgreer on Aug 20, 2007 15:23:17 GMT -5
stella: uh-huh*she gives a look to theresa*
theresa: uh.....race ya to the top
stella: oh you think i am going to figet about it, do you?*as theresa charges up the last flights of stairs.
stella: oh no you dont!
stella races her to the top, but sees that theresa is already there leaning on the rail of the top.
theresa: isnt it beautiful?
stella: uh-huh, now tell me what happened
theresa: nothing happened stella
stella: you arent a very good liar you know
theresa breaks out in a big smile
theresa: it doesnt matter, i dont think i will ever see him again
stella: him?
theresa: yes
stella sees theresa's smile turn to a frown and stops talking.
while they are looking down at all of paris, gary is also at the top. he followed them up there.
stella sees a man coming up behind them and turns around, but theresa is still focused on paris.
gary: hello there*he gently taps her shoulder and she turns around*
theresa: oh hello*her frown turns into a big smila again* where did you come from?
gary: i told you i live here, i saw you at the bottom and followed you to the top.
theresa: you did? why?
gary: because i wanted to see you again
stella: ehem!*she clears her throat to get theresa's attention*
theresa:oh im sorry stella, this is mr. gary. gary this is stella.
stella: and where did you two meet?
gary: we met on the mountain we were climbing at the same time. it is nice to meet you stella
stella: it is my pleasure, at least now i know
theresa gives her a half smile and looks away in the air
stella: yeah look away, act innocent!
theresa: well, i was gonna tell you sooner or later
gary: you know, whenever i feel bad i come here to talk out all my problems to the wind rushing passed the tower.
stella: i think i should go over there, it looks like a better view*she winks to theresa*
theresa winks back
theresa:you do? that sounds lovely
gary:yes you are lovely
theresa: i am?
gary smiles
theresa shivers from the wind blowing against her skin.
gary: you look cold*as he takes off his coat and puts it around her with his arms around her waist keeping the coat from falling.
theresa: you are very warm ya know
gary:would you mind if i take you out dancing, ballroom?
theresa turns around in his arms to face him, and finds herself close to him.
theresa: i would like that.....very much*they look deep into each others eyes*
gary: ill pick you up at 7, where are you staying?
theresa: at the george the fifth hotel.
gary: okay
stella comes over back to theresa and gary.
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misspurdy
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Post by misspurdy on Aug 21, 2007 13:59:07 GMT -5
Stella: What a sight, that Paris. Gary: It sure is. Many things in Paris are beautiful. *Looks at Theresa and smiles. Theresa blushes and Stella doesnt know where to look at.* Gary: I must go now, please forgive me. It was very lovely to meet you, Stella. Stella: It was my pleasure, really. Theresas friends are my friends. *smiles* Gary: I'll see you tonight, Theresa. *Gary smiles again, leaves a coat on Theresas shoulders and walks away. Stella looks at Theresa, who looks Gary until he has disappeared to the crowd.*
Stella: There he goes.... Theresa: My shamefull secret. *Girls giggle and start looking down again.* Stella: I like him, Theresa. Theresa: You do? Stella: Sure. He is an old-fashioned gentleman, who talks nicely. What else could you ask? Anyway, go dance with him and have a wonderful time. Theresa: You heard that? Stella: Is there anything I cant hear? *grins* But really, go with my blessing. *Theresa smiles at her.* Theresa: Thanks Stell. Stella: And I'M probably somewhere with Elvis that time, so... *Theresa raises her eyebrowns and looks at her.* Theresa: Maybe I should stay in to look after you two. *Stella smiles again.* Stella: You wouldn't dare. Come on now, lets see if we can get to the elevators now. We could stop somewhere to hav something to eat. Im starving. Theresa: So am I, lets go.
They get down from the mountain Eiffel and walk along Seineside. They find a nice coffeeplace where they eat luxorious cake and celebrate with champaing. Stella: Madame, to..... Theresa: Why did you say 'madame'? Did I switch to mrs. without even knowing it? Stella: Pwwt, no! Its more polite to say madame in France! Theresa: Thats weird, why would somebody want to be called mrs. even if she's not married? Stella: I dont know! Theresa: Thats a pretty stupid way to think, when you look it more closer... Stella: WILL YOU LET ME MAKE MY TOAST OR ARE YOU STILL SPEAKING?! Theresa: Hehee, sorry. Go right ahead. Stella: Merci. *ahem* To new exciting turns in our vacation. Cheers! Theresa: Cheers!
When girls get back to the hotel, Stella goes to take a bath. Theresa sits on a bed, rubbing her hurting feet and thinking what will she wear at the dance. Theresa: I will never wear those heels again when Im rushing stairs... *Phone rings.* Theresa: Hello? Elvis: Stella? Theresa: No, this is her assistant. Who am I speaking with? Elvis: It's Elvis Presley, I met Stella yesterday. I said Im going to call her... Theresa: Ooooh, you are the one who listens arias! Elvis: Excuse me? Theresa: Nevermind. Im terribly sorry, but miss Stella is unavaivable at the mome-.. Stella: THERESA!! *Stella comes from the bathroom in her bathrobe and towel on her head.* Theresa: Miss Stella can talk to you now! Stella: Gimme that...*lighens up* Hi Elvis! *Theresa giggles under her breath, Stella rolls her eyes.* Elvis: I didnt know you have staff. Stella: I WISH. No, you spoke with my crazy best friend. Elvis: Tell your best friend that it was nice to meet her. Stella: Oh, I will! Well, how you been?
*At this time Theresa walks to the next room, hearing only few parts from Stellas speak. Stella: Sure, I'd love to! No no, its not too late.....What? Ok, at six-thirty. Can't wait! Bye! *Now Theresa walks back, sits next to her friend and smiles innocently.* Theresa: He sounded like a nice boy! Stella: You are one pain in the...*then she giggles* He told me to say it was nice meetin' you. Theresa: Well, thank you! Where is he taking you? Stella: Well, E has to do a show at eight but Im going to see it and then he is taking me to the fair at the nothern seine. There will be carousels and rollercoasters and all kinds of fun things! Theresa: A fair? That sounds wonderful! Stella: It DOES sound wonderful. A fair, french af....fair. *They both start to giggle again.*
Sorry, I just had to use that ;D
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Post by butterscotchgreer on Aug 23, 2007 10:30:09 GMT -5
stella im so sorry i was going to update our story today, but my internet decided to shut down completely. im on my mother's computer. please forgive me stella!! i might be able to come back in a day or two when it is fixed....i hope!
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misspurdy
Crazy Bones
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Post by misspurdy on Aug 23, 2007 12:35:57 GMT -5
Awww, of course Theresa, I understand Dont worry pally, update when your internet is fixed and works again Take your time, Im not in a hurry. Hopefully everything works out soon!
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