Turning Point VII

      "Know what? I didn't know what to think that day."

      That was Paul. Speaking firstly that day was something which was quite rare. He could attest to that himself. He didn't actually love to boss around or prove that he had a point to let loose or some ideas to puke or some perceptions to savor. He was just himself. He had also always been himself. He hated being a super bits of faker skins. He knew that it sucked sundry bags of nauseation. He knew that was never a good option for anyone. Not anyone of them. Well his hypotheses or perception could be detected. He hadn't ever been of the opinion of one of them  bossing around, though he had caught Dar say that about  Sea quite the number of times. One thing he appreciated in Dar was the fact that whatever she wouldn't say to your face, she had rather left it unsaid. She could say all trash to her friend, Sea revealing her jealousy and st