coquette
/kɒˈkɛt,kə(ʊ)ˈkɛt/
noun
noun: coquette; plural noun: coquettes
1.
a flirtatious woman.
"her transformation from an ice maiden warrior into a winsome coquette"
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reunion /riːˈjuːnɪən/ noun an instance of two or more people coming together again after a period of separation. "she had a tearful reunion with her parents"
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Though nobody can understand how you feel you keep pushing on.
That's what my mother used to say.
About herself? About me? Who knows.
Most of what she cares about is Nothing concerning me.
But a distant memory of her brushing my hair, gently braiding it, softly speaking from behind me.
'Those who don't understand you, aren't worth your time'
I never agreed.
Everyone has a different opinion.
A different way of living.
I choose to live my life the way my wild heart and soul want to live.
A restless unwavering lust for freedom and serenity.
And those who used to know me would describe me as anything But that.
But after my time on the road, the many bends, twists and turns, who knows what comes next.
A feeling of pure adrenaline to sleep in the back of a pickup truck under the stars, crying and holding your lover.
Though not complete.
It is hard to be truly free when you heart is tied to a person you've never been able to Shake.
'How can one human be so perfect?'
So many say that rhetorically, I don't.
Joey is perfect. In every way.
And nobody can deal with such a hard person such as myself.
I do myself no favours.
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"This is the band I was telling you about" He smiles softly, I see nine men in the van sat looking at me.
"Who's this?" A man asks.
"Joey dude you were meant to be here thirty minutes ago?"
"Sorry, Shawn, Paul? Vivi?" He asks gesturing to me.
"Shawn and Paul?" I ask suddenly, I feel large arms wrap around me, I flinch.
'Shit'
I giggle nervously, hugging him back, my feet almost leaving the ground.
"Where've You been?" Shawn asks, pulling away to talk to me.
"California" I smile with a nod.
"Who's been to California?" A man that has to be at least six five comes out of the bathroom.
I give him soft wave.
"We're going on a road trip, Your coming" joey smiles, But a man buts in.
"No, dude you can't Just make that decision" He stand up, grabbing joeys shoulder.
"I can, I did, She's coming, she can sleep with me" Joey retorts pulling me away.
