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Oh that was rich. Now he was sticking his tongue out at her. Rolling her eyes slightly she managed to chuckle a bit.
Then her chuckle cut off and her smile vanished. Furrowing her brow she looked at him and for the first time... really told him what she thought. "You and I would never have worked, Ivan. I think we both know that. We were at eachother's throats too often... it was fun sometimes, but I think we would have grown to resent one another in the end. It would have been quite unhealthy. I have too many issues and you are too angry," she said.
"And you should give Sal a shot, Ivan. He is really not a bad guy. He didn't know about you just like you didn't know about him. I am the only one to blame there. I think you have been projecting your anger at the wrong person. REALLY. Knock me off of whatever pedastool you have me on and look at me for who I really am. Might change your mind about a lot of last year's events," she continued.
She then nodded. She would see Ivan's mother like she promised. It would happen regardless. She wouldn't be able to forgive herself if she didn't make it there to see her before she passed.
"I had been thinking about attending WADA, but now I am not so sure. I may want to teach. I have really enjoyed having kids here look up to me and be able to help them. It's been very rewarding, even if it was just a couple here and there. It made me see that if I focus that perhaps I could make a career out of it." She shrugged a bit and looked out over the Courtyard.
"It scares me because I don't feel like myself. And for all my faults and flaws... I kind of really liked being me. I liked speaking my mind when no one else would. Sticking up for people... Now I feel like just coasting along. I feel like a robot or something," she explained as she pulled her scarf tighter around her neck. SIGH.
Ivan leaned forward pulling his arm away from her and rubbed the back of his neck. "Can we not talk about this right now Lexi?" He hated when people sound so certain about what would have happened. He knew better than most not to do that. "What's done is done." And that was all he was going to say about that.
He smiled a bit at what she was thinking about doing. "Well you should do it if you want. I think you'd be a good teacher. You should do what makes you happy." While he was happy not doing anything at all and even preferred that at times.
He watched her curiously and frowned, "Then don't take it." He sighed and turned toward her fully, "Look. Just because your parents don't like how you are doesn't mean it's not right. So you're more outgoing and have a bit of a temper when pushed that's YOU. You could just as easily have been shy and not talked to anyone and they might have thought you depressed when it wasn't true. Don't let someone else tell you how you should be."