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Post by Paige Owen on May 4, 2010 15:32:08 GMT -5
Paige smiled shyly. It still felt weird, sitting here with Chloe and talking to her like this. But it was a good weird. She had never been close to Chloe, but it had been mostly her own fault. And it had to be her own choice to change it. But she felt like another piece of the wall was falling away. It felt weird and a little scary... but Chloe made it easier.
"Sisters," she repeated. "I thought sisters just argued with each other. But... I don't want to fight with you anymore, Chloe. I feel like... I've been broken in half, and in order to make myself whole again, I need to fix things with you. I'm just glad you're willing to let me try."
She squeezed Chloe's hand again, then glanced at the clock on the wall. "I really should get going... I have to get back to work on this story I'm on. But I'm really glad we had this talk."
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Post by Chloe Owen on May 10, 2010 18:29:45 GMT -5
No more fighting. That sounded wonderful. That was just one less thing that Chloe was going to have to worry about stressing over. She wanted to be closer to Paige and for awhile that wasn't happening. Now that was going to happen.
"Okay," she said. "My break is about over too. I should be getting back to work before Chef D comes out saying that I'm starting to become lazy." Chloe gave a laugh. "And when you want to go do something or just talk, you know where to find me. Good luck on your story."
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Post by Paige Owen on May 23, 2010 0:41:04 GMT -5
It was odd how Paige felt almost shy. Chloe was her twin sister. She should not feel shy around her own twin. But a big part of her past issues with Chloe were rooted in her own poor self-image. Chloe, it seemed, had never needed her.... but Paige had always needed Chloe. She was just too stubborn to admit it.
"You know.... if you wanted to.... I have a video recording of one of my dance performances. I had a small role, and I wasn't very good, but... well, it's the only one I have."
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Post by Chloe Owen on May 23, 2010 15:33:03 GMT -5
There was a small hint in Paige's words, or at least to Chloe it was. "If you want, we could watch it together. I'd love to see you dance and you could tell me all about it." She smiled lightly. She did always want to see her dance but sometimes that was impossible because of the past situation.
"We could just make a girls' day out of that day."
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Post by Paige Owen on May 25, 2010 14:35:33 GMT -5
Paige needed someone to be proud of her. She had always hoped that her parents would come to see her dance, but they never had. She had even gone so far as to send them tickets once to a performance right here in London. But of course, they didn't come, and she consoled herself by hooking up with a random guy she met at the after party.
But she'd never given Chloe a chance, preferring instead to be angry with her sister. It was a mistake; she knew that now.
"I'd like that," she said.
Her eyes connected with Chloe's for just a moment before she looked away. But in that moment, she managed to communicate all the pain and doubt she'd felt over the years. Maybe she could finally start to let go of them all.
"Um... I really should get going," she said, standing up. "But thank you, Chloe."
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Post by Chloe Owen on May 25, 2010 20:03:56 GMT -5
There was a soft smile on her face. Chloe stood up along with Paige. It was good to have had a small talk with her sister without any arguments. Sure, life wasn't going to be automatically perfect after this but that was fine. Paige was finally starting to open up.
She wasn't sure if a hug was going to be to much so she didn't move in for one. "Okay, and don't mention it. That's what I'm here for, and let me know when you want to watch your dance video. I'm excited about seeing it."
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Post by Paige Owen on May 27, 2010 23:14:22 GMT -5
Paige gave a nervous laugh. "Don't get too excited about it," she said. "It really isn't that good."
Strangely, this was the difference for her between dancing and writing. She always knew that her articles for the Prophet were good. She tackled each story with confidence and didn't let anything stand in her way, and she knew that the finished product was good. She had been just as tenacious in her dancing when it came to trying out for parts and competing with the other girls. But back then, there was always a part of her that felt her performances weren't good enough. Even looking back at them now, she could only ever see the flaws.
She gave her sister's hand a quick squeeze. "I'll owl you when I know my assignment for tomorrow," she said. "Bye, Chloe."
And then she turned to go, feeling more upbeat than she had an hour ago.
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