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[whenparisfalls]

“ oh my , abs annnd a cowboy hat. What a combo” she chortled softly to herself. “they both sound like a great time!”

she’d typically be nervous to extend herself to new friends but everyone she’d met so far, including the beautiful girl in front of her had been a breath of fresh air in comparison to those back home.

“ oh uhm , my story?” she twisted her eyebrows and lips thinking for a second. “ it’s sorta jumps all over the place aha, grew up with snobs, parents divorced… ya know, that kind of thing.” she shrugged moving her things to make room on the bed.

“But, if you like wine and have time.” she pulled out a bottle of rose before plopping down on the bunk, patting the spot next to her. “I’d love to make a new friend.” she beamed wiggling the bottle in Cecilya.

“yes mom I’m safe…I’m fine, I’m unpacking and I can’t talk right now.”

she’d spent her entire time away from school with family and didn’t understand why they didn’t understand boundaries or space. Paris found herself rummaging through her luggage trying to get herself organized before anyone could see how embarrassingly heavy she’d packed.

“yes..okay..alrightttt I think this is my roommate, loveyoucallyoulater bye!”

she exclaimed rushing off the phone.

“Hell—, ooo nice fit, cute shoes!” she asserted admiring the unfamiliar person as they entered, “I’m Paris, and you must be my roomie?”

Paris extended her arm offering a handshake ,but slowly retracted as the strangers face twisted a bit in confusion.

“Though the look on your face is telling me I’m actually not who you’re looking for?”

@interchangestarts

[whenparisfalls]

“ahh I see, my mistake!”

she shot him a polite smile, reaching back out to shake his hand.

“Paris, Paris Hawthorne. It’s nice to meet you Teddy. Sorry about all the confusion, it’s my first semester here, and I’m just excited to finally be away from the people back home.” She let out a shy laugh.

“ I’m not sure who you’re girlfriend is, but I did see a few girls go just down the hall as I was coming you may be just a few doors off.”

“yes mom I’m safe…I’m fine, I’m unpacking and I can’t talk right now.”

she’d spent her entire time away from school with family and didn’t understand why they didn’t understand boundaries or space. Paris found herself rummaging through her luggage trying to get herself organized before anyone could see how embarrassingly heavy she’d packed.

“yes..okay..alrightttt I think this is my roommate, loveyoucallyoulater bye!”

she exclaimed rushing off the phone.

“Hell—, ooo nice fit, cute shoes!” she asserted admiring the unfamiliar person as they entered, “I’m Paris, and you must be my roomie?”

Paris extended her arm offering a handshake ,but slowly retracted as the strangers face twisted a bit in confusion.

“Though the look on your face is telling me I’m actually not who you’re looking for?”

Theodore had planned to take a walk from his room to his girlfriend’s, wanting to scope out how far the two were from each other on this particular trip. Teddy wasn’t surprised that he was never put in the same room as Fable. Theodore briefly glanced at his mobile mistaking the number that was on his text message from her and entered a completely different room by mistake.

Theodore extended his hand, but watched as the other retracted theirs. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to give you a certain look. I was looking for my girlfriend, and your not her - but it’s good to meet you.” Theodore kept his arm extended. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Teddy, you are?”

[whenparisfalls]

“yes mom I’m safe…I’m fine, I’m unpacking and I can’t talk right now.”

she’d spent her entire time away from school with family and didn’t understand why they didn’t understand boundaries or space. Paris found herself rummaging through her luggage trying to get herself organized before anyone could see how embarrassingly heavy she’d packed.

“yes..okay..alrightttt I think this is my roommate, loveyoucallyoulater bye!”

she exclaimed rushing off the phone.

“Hell—, ooo nice fit, cute shoes!” she asserted admiring the unfamiliar person as they entered, “I’m Paris, and you must be my roomie?”

Paris extended her arm offering a handshake ,but slowly retracted as the strangers face twisted a bit in confusion.

“Though the look on your face is telling me I’m actually not who you’re looking for?”

@interchangestarts

[whenparisfalls]

𝕄𝕖𝕖𝕥 ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕤 ℍ𝕒𝕨𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕖

𝕊𝕙𝕖/ℍ𝕖𝕣 | 𝟚𝟝 | 𝔸𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤| ℍ𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝 |𝕊𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖

* 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕪 *𝕀𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥 *𝔽𝕝𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤

*𝕊𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖 *𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕥𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖

“𝕚𝕥 𝕦𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕟, 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕟 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕒, 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕫𝕠𝕟𝕒.”

Paris Hawthorne, grew up in the “land of the 1%” , Beverly Hills, California. Family consisting Her mother ,Heather, an Executive journalist. Father, Kirk ,a music engineer and 3 older siblings.

“𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕚𝕩𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟”

Long Beach California. Summer ,2012.

she didn’t know then but it’d be the worst summer of her life. The summer she’d find out that boys aren’t mean to girls because they like them, boys are just mean to girls. this was the summer Paris found herself thinking she’d fell in love with the boy of her dreams. Only to find out the whole town was dreaming about him or at least that’s what it felt like. She was torn, her first “love” had been a sham. From then on she deemed love as simply a social construct.

“𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟,𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕀 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡”

University of San Diego California, Winter 2017

Now a college student, Paris had navigated into adulthood and was handling her own…with her parents help, of course. She lived comfortably, just miles away from the university in her parent’s vacation home. It was only after walking in on her father and her Women’s Studies professor having what looked and sounded like the most passionate sex of their lives that Paris had given up all hope that loyalty and true romance exist. Not only had this been the worst betrayal she’d faced in her life, but overwhelming the most embarrassing experience she’d ever faced in her college career. Not only had her professor mysteriously disappear, but news of her parents divorce spread like wildfire leaving her mother in shambles and herself and older siblings left to pick up the pieces.

“𝕚 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟’ 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕖, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕚𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖”

Paris and Company

has since recovered tremendously from their family’s “tragedy of 2017”, as her mother refers to it. After taking time off school, with the support of her mother, Paris was able to get through her remaining years, while maintaining top of the class she was able to graduate from the University of San Diego with a Bachelor’s Degree in Psychology. The only thing young Paris would have to say about present day Paris is that she’s a hard working, big spending,wild child, you can practically find her day drinking on the way to class. Now that she’s finished with undergrad she’s on to bigger and better adventures and experiences.