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@lilibeth-a-blog
Mas se você não se concentrar nelas, nunca vai aprender a controlá-las, e isso pode ser um problema. E qual o problema nisso? Vai viver na sombra dele para sempre? Você não é ele, Lilibeth, não precisa ser igual a ele, e fazer o que ele fez um dia.
Dominic eu não... Eu nao consigo, ok? E eu tenho medo de... Não sei. Não quero viver na sombra do meu pai, mas ninguém pode negar que ele era muito mais controlado do que eu. E mesmo assim, olha o que ele causou...
Mas se tudo fosse fácil, qual seria o motivo de estarmos aqui? Estamos aqui para aprender a lidar com nossas habilidades, então, é claro que é difícil. Não vão facilitar para nós. Crie uma roupa que suporte isso? Peça para alguém, não deve sr tão difícil em meio há tantos gênios que temos por aqui, e depois, quem sabe, você pode se concentrar na velocidade.
Eu não quero me concentrar nas minhas habilidades, Dom! Todos lembram de como meu pai quase destruiu o planeta quando ele correu rápido demais! E, bom, ele não era tão desastrado quanto eu sou. É só... É muita coisa.
O que exatamente não é fácil, Lilibeth?
Isso tudo! Todos esses treinos e exercícios de concentração e...!!! Por exemplo, já é bem difícil me concentrar em não queimar todas as minhas roupas enquanto corro, e os professores ainda querem que eu me concentre em aumentar a velocidade!!?? Como eu seria capaz de fazer isso??
How can you be so confident? I wish I had that sense of being a hero. Your parents must love it.
I… I don’t know. I guess I should better just stop thinking about the consequences, or I’ll end up quitting everything before even starting. I do that a lot. I just really hope this will work… God, I can’t even imagine what I would do with my life if things got… Weirder. I wouldn’t be able to face Kyle ever again.
Me? A hero? Oh, dear, not at all. But they would love it, yeah. I mean, if I was. I’m just too afraid to do that.
No, no, no. If you’re gonna chicken out about it, don’t even think about it anymore. It will work. I mean, come on, who would ever say no to pizza? And pizza with a lovely lady? Kyle’s not stupid enough to refuse it. And I think you two will get along just fine after a couple of awkward minutes. But those are normal, don’t worry.
I honestly have no idea, I don’t know many bands or many singers whatsoever nowadays. I guess you’re gonna have to help me with that too, aren’t you? I’m a lost case, I know. Lucky me that I have you as a friend.
I will, but don’t let me forget that, ever! I know you’re saying that, but I feel… Sort of guilty? I don’t usually hide anything from him or even from Franklin, but I know they wouldn’t like the idea of me and Kyle that much. I mean, I think Aiden wouldn’t, Frank would probably want to help, if anything. But we’re going to do it our way, right? No one else shall be harmed on this.
Hey! Nothing is a lost cause while I’m in the building, ‘kay?
Would you rather not feel guilty or feel guilty with a chance of spending some quality time with Kyle? We most definetly are going to do things our way. The best way possible, haha.
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Wanessa’s point of view
I’m not good at this, all I do is either get paralyzed or babbler non-stop around him! What? What did I do? I always hear people talking about her… I mean, it’s a she, right? I have no idea, really, is her some kind of royal family member? Sometimes I think I’m still trapped in the past, like my father.
Oh my god, I don’t even know how to thank you enough, Lili! What can I do for you? I’m not adviser material, but I can surely help with other things! And, well, I know you say you’ll take fcare of Aiden, but I feel a little bad sort of lying to him… Should I say anything?
Yes, yes, it is a she! Well, she’s not royalty, but a lot of people call her queen, and I mean - she deserves it! Oh, Nessa, I have to show you! You just can’t keep on living without knowing who Beyonce is!
Nah, you don’t need to thank me. That’s what friends are for, right? But I’ll keep that proposition in mind, haha. NO! Don’t say anything to your brother. Come on! Not telling is way different from lying, am I right or am I right?
See, I don’t get sarcasm but I see when something doesn’t make sense. If it really adds to my charm, how come he hasn’t noticed me yet? I don’t understand… Who is Beyoncé?
It does sound cool, right? And possible! He’s always hanging out in my house, so I can use that excuse to invite him and have some pizza. Oh my god, I can actually do that. Will you help me, Lili? Pretty please? I don’t think Aiden would like to know about it… And I don’t wanna lie to him. I can tell him later, right?
Oh, Nessa, I’m sure he did notice you. You just have to... erm... approach him differently. We’ll get to it. Who is Beyonce? Oh, sis, you just have so much to learn. I have to tutor you.
Of course you can! And hell yeah I can help! You just invite him over to eat pizza, and I can take care of Aiden. Nobody needs to know it was planned, am I right? Don’t you worry about your brother, I can think of something.
I appreciate that, Lili, thanks. What? Is it cute that I get paralyzed? It isn’t, Lili, oh my god. It’s stupid, even I can see that! I have done it before, but I didn’t notice anything weird… But if he does have those, they must look good because everything looks good on him. Sighs. He does look a little bit grumpy sometimes, doesn’t he? It always reminds me of a little puppy trying to bark at stuffed animals. But, God, don’t say that to him! That’s it? He likes pizza? But everybody likes pizza, Lili! Except that… Do you think I should invite him over for a pizza night? I don’t even know how to do that.
It is! I mean, things can awkward very fast, but it is cute. It... adds to your charm? Aaanyway... Ooh, I’ll stop you right there. Nessa, trust me, there’s gotta be an exception somewhere. Not everything can look good on him. He’s not Beyoncé!
Pizza night? That sounds great! I don’t think he’d say no to that! Oh, just get a bunch of pizzas and some movies so you two can watch and have something extra to talk about. We have to figure out what to do with Aiden during this, though.
You’re not just saying that so I won’t feel bad about myself, right? Because I can’t exactly tell when people are lying to me.
I don’t know him that much… I get paralyzed whenever I see him at home, and Aiden doesn’t quite help. Why would I talk about Aiden to him? It just doesn’t make sense… Oh my god, do you think he has those man boobs sort of thing? Oh, got it, you’re joking. Anyway, I really don’t think we have much in common. You’re the one that gets to be his friend, what is he like? What kind of things does he like? What does he enjoy doing in his free time other than hanging out with my brother?
I wouldn’t lie to you. And, oh, come on! That’s too cute. You get paralyzed? Aww. Well, I haven’t really stared at his chest before, but it is quite buff. Hmm. Well, you know Kyle. He has this whole “oh i don’t care” thing going on, but he’s really great on the inside. He does care, and he can be really sweet. Hmm, he likes...He likes pizza! I’m sure you like pizza! There! Something in common!
It’s not about having them to get them, it’s just that they surely make the outlook a little better. And you can put on clothes that doesn’t look like you’ve bought them at kids department. You only say that because you’re my friend, Lili. I think they just won’t grow, ever. I’ll be doomed to look like an enfant forever, and I bet guys like Kyle don’t like girls like me.
We have Aiden in common, how does that sound? We don’t even have the same hair colour!
Nessa, really, these are not a big deal. Or big at all, for that matter. You have some many other more valuable attributes. You’re beautiful and sweet and smart and I could literally rant for more than two hours to tell you how amazing you are. I don’t think Kyle’s like that. If he is, then he’s a dick and doesn’t deserve you.
Yeah, I really don’t think it would be a good idea to talk to him about your brother, you know? I was talking about things that... you can’t touch. Well, I bet he also doesn’t think his boobs will grow, so there’s that. Kidding. Don’t talk to him about that.
But you do know how to handle things better than me. Besides, you’ve got those… You know, those things in the front part. That helps a bit, doesn’t it? But I don’t want to be nice, I want to be… You know. Like the grown up girls.
I once spent almost ten minutes telling him all the places Oreo likes to hide at home. I even told him what are Oreo’s favorite pairs of socks to hide in. That counts, right? Gosh, I’m a mess and he’s so nice.
Oh. These? Well, I did have some boyfriends, but I never really used my boobs to get them. Don’t worry about that, Wanessa. You’re perfect the way that you are. But, you know, if you really do want boobies, just wait. They’ll come.
Uhmm. Yeah, I’m sure those were very interesting things, but haven’t you tried something that you both have in common?
I mean, com certeza é diferente para as meninas mais velhas, não é? Acho que cada aniversário é um ano à mais de sabedoria pra saber lidar com essas coisas, porque só isso explica o quão difícil é ser uma pessoa normal quando ele vai lá em casa. É horrível, Lili. Como você lida com isso?
Erm, I wouldn’t put it that way. I mean, look at me. Books inteligence? Check. Wisdom to deal with things? Not so much. I guess you just have to... Be nice. I mean, you are nice. Just... Have you ever actually talked to him for more than five minutes?
It’s not as easy as it looks, okay?
You shall not pass | Lilibeth & Kyle
Por mais elucidativa que a aula tivesse sido, Lilibeth não conseguia parar de desejar que não tivesse acordado naquela manhã. Não era como se a garota não gostasse de estudar; muito pelo contrário. Sua mãe a havia feito sempre querer buscar mais conhecimento do que o necessário, e isso levara Lili a estudar por livros mais avançados do que os recomendados pelos professores. Inteligência científica e prática, entretanto, não andavam lado a lado, e o fato de a ruiva ser praticamente um desastre natural, quebrando ou bagunçando tudo o que tocava (o que se tornava extremamente fácil se levado em consideração a supervelocidade na qual a Allen as fazia), fora justamente o que a fizera ficar acordada até tarde na noite anterior.
Ela gastara a madrugada quase toda (mesmo tendo a habilidade de fazer seus deveres inacreditavelmente rápido) arrumando seu quarto e terminando vários projetos para a semana seguinte. Sim, Lilibeth tinha plena noção de que ainda faltava uma semana para o prazo máximo de entrega, mas seus pais sempre a ensinaram a fazer as coisas com antecedência, o que fora muito útil para a mais nova Allen, já que, fora da ciência, seu cérebro não funcionava tão bem quanto esperado. De qualquer maneira, ela havia conseguido sobreviver até o fim do primeiro período. Por estar com muito sono, contudo, a ruiva fora a última a perceber que o sinal havia tocado e ela estava livre para ir. Recolhendo suas coisas com uma lerdeza estranha a si mesma, Lilibeth preparou-se para deixar a sala, mas, assim que levantou, esbarrou em outra pessoa. Pra variar. - Oh, my bad. I’m sorry... - ela se desculpou sem nem mesmo processar o ocorrido, pegando seu caderno que caíra no chão e só depois virando-se para a pessoa na qual tinha dado um encontrão - Oh, hey, Kyle! - agora Lili poderia cumprimentar dita pessoa mais animadamente, lançando ao amigo um sorriso que tentava, sem sucesso, esconder seu cansaço.
