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| This is me when I was in Greece last summer |
My name is Lena Kaligaris. People say that I am beautiful, but I would not show it. I have thick
brown hair, and celery-coloured eyes. I've been told that my nose looks elf-ish because its so small and perky. I hate it
because of the freckles. My friends always tell me to be a little more daring with what I wear. I just don't wear jeans, skirts
about the knees, tank tops and CERTAINLY not halter tops. I think I am fairly shy, and you could say that I am not very trusting.
Trusting leads to love, and love leads to hurt. Why even go down that path? I think that love is a silly waste of time.
Last summer was the first time in 16 years that me and my best-est-est friends, Bridget, Carmen
and Tibby were seperated. Summers are our milestones, so we wanted to make this one really special. Carmen had an old pair
of jeans from some second-hand store in her closet that she was going to throw out, but Tibby wanted to try them on. They
looked AMAZING on her, and then she, Carmen and Bee insisted I try them on. I am not a fan of jeans, but they were so persistent
I just had to. And I must admit - they REALLY fit well! The incredible thing was...these pants fit all four of us...perfectly.
And to think Carma was going to throw them out!! We knew right away that something was happening. Something special. And thus
began the Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants.
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| This is a beautiful image of the white homes in Santorini, Greece |
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Last summer, I visited my Grandma Valia and Bapi in
Santorini Greece. I met someone there who may have completely changed my life forever.
My Grandma Valia introduced me to a boy named Kostos.
It seemed like she had been planning to set us up for a long time. I was instantly suspicious of his good looks. I have learned
that any good looking boy is not trustworthy. I prefer normal-looking guys over "cute" ones, but even they can break your
heart. I didn't want to fall in love, but Kostos' persistance was just... it's not like I could control it. I never wanted
to admit it, but I was in love with an 18-year-old man from half-way around the world. We continued writing over the course
of 7 months, until I broke it off with him in February. We continue to write, but the letters seem to get shorter and shorter
everytime. I thought that by breaking up with Kostos I would feel free and happy, and stop thinking about him and the distance
between us. Looks like that backfired. Did I still love him? Tibby says "Give Lena a choice between A or B and she'll always
choose C"
A: I still love him
B: I don't
C: How do you tell the difference between attraction for
one summer and love?
Anyways, this summer, I learned that Kostos got a new girlfriend,
and he even brought her to meet my Grandma Valia. That was a big deal. I thought she would be a beautiful, smart, funny, perfect
girlfriend, and Kostos would be so over me. That just crushed me. Until, when things appeared to be at the lowest of the low,
I was fighting with my mom and Tibby...Kostos showed up. At my house. REAL Kostos!! Carma said the pants were called
the "Love Pants" this summer. He told me that he had never stopped loving me, and he never will. And I believed him.
Stupid me. I should have known! He said a couple weeks later that he had to go, and I would find out why later.
Then a terrible thing happened.
Bapi died. I returned to Greece to attend the funeral, looking out for Kostos. After all, Kostos had known Bapi longer
than I had. He was like a son to them. I wanted to be there for him. Then Grandma Valia found Kostos and a beautiful
woman clinging to his arm. Kostos introduced me to Mariana - Kostos' new wife. My whole world seemed to crash in front of
me.
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