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Thread: Could it Really be You??

As she started talking he was unsure if she remembered him at first, Michael wanted to say something but then he saw recognition in her eyes. When she ran into the lake his heart skipped, all the bad incidents between them gone, a glimmer of happiness permeated his soul, reflected in his smile. Then Callie became Callie. She began the haltering talk, back and forth as she asked questions and answered them in the next breath. It was like the past few years were recounted against him, and the more she spoke the more he felt offended. Take a deep breath, feeling his lungs and chest fill, tried to calm himself knowing it was just the way she was. Then she stopped with a final recrimination. Pulling off the sunglasses the anger apparent in his eyes, he tried to hold it off to take the edge off his voice. I guess some things don't change do they? Running hot and cold as usual, except now you can turn your own taps, instead of me or someone else doing it for you. The mention of the letters were the last straw, those he did send, but he knew what happened though with her he was not sure so he let it go. That was easier. I sent you two letters, stepping nearer leaned down and let himself lose control, feeling a flush rise in his face. Both were returned to me unopened! Typical Callie though, you were never the first one to send out were you? No, it has to be someone else, so you can play the victim. Grow up Callie, if you see a problem fix it, don't make it worse like you always do. Stepping away from her and making a point from turning away from the dock, he wasn't really mad at her and he knew it. Callie knew instinctively how to press his buttons, sometimes he thought she didn't even know she was doing it. Some people used to think they were a couple the way they went at it, but that had never been the case. He was not going to give her the satisfaction, a few steps and he turned. You don't know what I've been doing the past few years, so don't go judging me. I could on you, but what would be the point, eh? I was genuinely glad to see you, now I am not so sure. Feeling the pinch in his hand realized the sunglasses bit into his fist, thankfully they did not break. Enjoy your rocks, he wanted to say more but he knew it would be pointless nothing ever got through the egghead. She knew it all already, born with a silver encyclopedia in hand he used to joke. Michael placed the glasses back on and stomped through the water the way he had come, kicking the ripples in frustration. His chest heaving as if he'd done a few bench sets, his arms and hands shaking from the adrenaline rush, he wondered if it was a mistake to come back. So far it was looking like it was, at least he had the car if he wanted to skip. He was usually wise enough to plan an out if he needed one, it worked for him on the football field and in life. Making one of the few sayings his Dad gave him actually be some real fucking wisdom for once, 'Life is like football...' then some stupid homily to finish it up.
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Serenity shrugged. It has been a long time. she shifted where she stood. This had just turned awkward, and now she wanted to run away and hope that he forgot about seeing her there. Yeah, I know, life got in the way, new friends, new people. she rolled her eyes. I guess that what everyone excuse will be huh? Serenity reminded herself that they both had tried, from texting and skyping every night. Letters and pictures once a month but slowly every thing stopped. There were no more texts, missed skype dates, and eventually the letters stopped coming as well. It happened with CC, every letter she had written was sent back 'Return To Sender' written across the envelope. Well since I now know someone in this antique camp, it may be decent. she replied. Her face from in a disgusted way when he mentioned Callie and Micheal, neither of them had tried to contact her once they left. At least Micheal did not send back the letters. Honestly I hope their not, that probably would end up badly for anyone involved. she stated. Glancing around she noticed the peers in the front field of the camp had started to disperse. Probably in search of their cabins, or activities. Well Robbie, it was good to see you again, but I think I am going to head out and explore. she shrugged. Maybe something has changed and it wont be like a bad page in a year book. she turned on her heel and headed down the closest dirt path she could find.
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In a fit of anger, she grabbed another rock and let it fly hitting him square in the back. I DO fix problem Michael, or dont you remember that from school? Hmmm? Oh Callie help me with this? Callie I dont quite get this problem. Callie. Callie. Callie. You were like a broken record back then, and I was so desperate for ANYBODY to like me, but youre just like the others. You only talked to me to get help with your stupid school work! You were never interested in being my friend. No. You needed somebody to fix all your little problems. Well now Im fixing my own problems, and its real easy. Ill even share my secret with you for free. I dont let anybody in anymore. Nobody in, no problems! Problem solved, and dont you dare worry about me playing the victim. Im nobodys victim anymore. I made sure of that. I am the one who has grown up while people like you hide behind your expensive sunglasses and pretty looks. Unopened? Ask yourself this question Michael. Did I ever, EVER turn you away when you came to me for help? No. So why would I send your letters back? She glared at him, her own angry tears streaming down her face now. She hadnt even realized she had started to cry. Her fists were now balled up by her sides, and some of the other campers had started to stare. I thought you were my friend Michael. I guess I was wrong all this time. I was afraid of that when I didnt hear from you. Now? You just proved it, she said turning and quickly walking away along the bank of the lake. Where she was going, she had no idea, but she kept walking, looking down, wiping away the tears that her once friend had drawn from her.
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Robbie was stung by the change in Serenity. The two of them had been so close, so very close, when they were growing up. Brother and sister close. He had been her first friend, and she his, and they had been inseparable. If it had been any other connection people might have thought they were a couple. But, really, everyone in Cherryville knew that Robbie and Serenity were a pair. Friends forever. They had sat next to each other in school, slept over at each others' houses, even shared a birthday party or two despite their actual birthdays being months apart. And now it seemed to have collapsed before his eyes. She wasn't rude, not in words, but he could see the pain on her face, the ache clear to see. She had been hurt badly by the distance, by the collapse of their little world, and now she was pushing him away. See you around he mumbled as she stalked off. He was still in his running gear, living in tracksuits these days, and he felt the familiar urge well up inside him. Robbie had taken up track when he moved, finding he enjoyed the solitude of running to his own beat. At first it had been a way to cope with the loneliness of a new school but, even after making friends, he had stuck with it. It had seemed....special. Now his feet took off of their own accord and he was soon beating a steady and rapid pace around the dirt paths that ringed the camp. He was going so fast, so wrapped up in his world, that he didn't see the blue-haired girl come around the corner until it was too late. He barreled into her, managing to skid to a stop with his arms around her to steady them both. He panted for breath. Sor... he began and then his heart froze. That tear-stained face. Could it be... CC he said softly, his heart pounding like a bass drum, Oh CC.
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The rock stung, but not as much as the words. Callie and he had always been tumultuous, their bouts of closeness followed by pushing each other away. In the end they came back together, some invisible force pulling them in close orbit of each other. Angry as she he watched her stomp off, knew they were both wrong, distance often made him forget. Out of sight, out of mind. Michael was happy to see Callie, to see them fall back into their old pattern with a worse result, concerned him. If he saw Robbie or Serenity, what would it be like then? He didn't want to make the same mistake, especially not with Serenity. He still had feelings for her. Since that afternoon they waited out the thunderstorm, stuck at the playground, there had always been a strong thread between them, even if nothing had come of it. Turning away from the lake, walked along a path back to the camp. Michael's mind a jumble after the anger had worn off, jumping into a sad reverie thinking about the friends he left behind. He could waste time unpacking, let her cool down and apologize to Callie later and see if there was something to salvage. If not, it was going to be a long summer. Passing into the shadows of the trees he saw the face, at once recognizable with the past already at the surface of his mind he stopped and watched her walk towards him. A silent curse passing his lips as he looked down at her and watched her approach. Steeling himself, his heart skipping a beat at the years that had passed without her. Swallowing hard as he quickly walked up to her, stopping a few feet from her and blocking the path. The smile on his face faded, looking into her eyes and let the air out of his lungs. Serenity, I'm sorry.
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Serenity walked along the path, trying to keep from bumping into to people. She wanted to be left alone, to think,to run away, to do anything but sit still in her cabin ignoring her past. Ignore it. she mumbled allowed trying to make herself believe that that would be the right thing to do. Ignore the fact Robbie was here and everything would be okay. The walk seemed to be easy, no one was out searching and uncovering things to do yet this summer. Voices full of chatter and excitement could be heard of in the distance, keeping most of her thoughts away as she listened. Until that voice caught her, glancing up her heart skipped a beat. Michael. Seriously? she groaned. She had had enough of the pat for one day. Taking a good look at him, he looked as if he had seen a ghost. It was strange because she herself probably looked the same way since she had seen Robbie. Michael, what are you doing here? she questioned. I do not want your apologies. I do not even want the explanation... the sob caught in her throat. Letting out a long sigh she shook her head. What do you want? To dredge up the past, to remind me that everyone of you left me without a single word after? she stepped forward and pushed him. Unlike Callie and Robbie, physical contact was her way of letting her anger out, she was not scared to step up to anyone.
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She had wiped away a few of her tears, but Callie was just more interested in getting as far away from Michael as she could. Some things never change. Daddy was right. You cant trust anyone. I really shouldnt have trusted any of them! They didnt ever really want me around. They all just felt sorry for me. The more she thought about it, the more her anger grew. In her path to put distance between her and Michael, she had gotten lost in her thoughts and rage. She never saw him coming until he smashed into her, grabbing her. She cried out, and her mouth hung open as she heard the soft voice speaking her name. CC? Nobody called me that but my frie, her voice stopped as she looked into his eyes. R-Robbie? What are you doing here? This cant be real. Youve gotta be a dream or something. Her voice was shaky, and before he could answer any of her questions, she pulled him close, tight, before her mind could even grasp her actions. This isnt real. This is a dream. That jerk on the path hit me so hard he knocked me out, and my mind is reaching for something comforting. Its you Robbie. You were always my comfort. You were, she leaned back, releasing her hold on him as the realization set in. Youre real. This is real. I hugged you. Youre.. Her expression hardened. Youre the jerk that hit me! What the hell is your problem? Dont you watch where youre going, or do you just walk all over people and never look back? Yeah. Thats it. You never look back! Youre glad to leave certain things in the past! Youre in such a rush to do just that all the time. She gritted her teeth, biting back tears. I will not cry. Crying is for.the weak. Those were the very words her father had always told her a million times growing up. He didnt care if her friends were around when he said it or not. Crying is for the weak, she repeated. Callie lets her arms fall by her sides before she steps back away from him. Why are you here Robbie? First Michael and now you? What next? Serenity? Thats one last person I do NOT want to see. I cant handle that. Shes no better than the rest of you.
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He was stunned, just letting her rant and rage at him, standing there poleaxed in the path. She had hugged him and then, just as quickly, shoved him away. He caught her hand, stopping her from moving away, grabbing her and not letting go. Wait CC. Wait he said, anxious, clasping her small hand in his. She had changed. Her hair was now an electric blue, her clothes even more fashionable than they had ever been, and her attitude....It was as it had been with Serenity but worse. More jarring and harsh, her words stinging and cutting. Did she really think what she was saying was true? Was right? That all this should have been left in the past. That her feelings didn't matter. He tugged her closer, feeling the resistance in her arms, and pulled her in. CC. Don't. I wrote. I called. I emailed. Hell, I did everything save putting a message in a bottle and floating it out to sea. You never responded. Not once. And your pissed at me?! I don't believe it! He was suddenly angry, annoyed with her for feeling this way, even though she had every right to. He frowned, eyes flashing, waiting for an answer.
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Serenity never backed down, it took Michael back as she came at him, hands curled into fists. Tensing as each struck she only hit muscle, the concentration on her face, the furrowed line across her brow gave her a serious edge that made him step back. He moved in a tight circle on the path, each of Serenity's fists felt more than heard above the trees and birds in the bucolic scene around them. Shadows and light played over Serenity giving the hair a bright lustre, the bright blue eyes inside the dark make up were flaring. Finding it almost comical, he kept from laughing, knowing that would piss her off even more. I sent out a letter to Callie and to you, stepping back with each word that drew her on, giving a warning glance to the others who passed by and avoided them. Callie's came back unopened, and I never got a reply from you. I waited, then it just seemed too long to try again, shrugging as he stopped and let her beat on him. It probably hurt her worse than it did him. After awhile I never thought I'd come back so it just seemed easier to put it all in the past, Michael wanted to be angry at her. At the whole situation, but it seemed ridiculous. Two of the people he cared for most at one time were back, and it was like they had all drifted so far apart they were not the same anymore. He had always cared about Serenity, keeping others from bothering her, though she never knew it. He had liked her, they were close when he needed someone close. I don't want to dredge up the past, the words come out as he stood. With Serenity it had always been different, she had taught him to not take shit. To let it all slide, and he used all of that now. Looking down at her, wanting to find some connection, taking her hands in his as she swung at him, held her hands close. I don't know why I came back, I didn't have to, it was probably a stupid idea to try and recall all those summers. He held her a moment, letting the anger wash away, replaced by a sadness of many lost years. The words came out slowly, like a breath, just one, last time.
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Serenity did not give in, it may have been pointless to be punching him in the chest because it was hurting her hands but it was better then not doing it. Her blues eyes flared in anger and he just accepted it, Why wont he stop me...at least try to stop me. she thought to her self. Not giving any of the other passing by campers a thought she continued on. As she thought about what he said, it was true, he had sent a letter. Damn...he is right.. She thought to her self. Once she had gotten the letter almost four months after he had left, she stared at the blank paper...What was there to write? Everything had happened so fast, and there was so much she wanted to say but it seemed pointless with him moving so far away. By this point, tears had started forming in her eyes but she was fighting them. As she went to hit him again, his hand grabbed hers and held them close. Struggling against his restraint she finally gave him. Serenity's hands hurt, and she felt bad that she had hit him. I did not know what to write...anything I did write never sounded right. she finally replied. It all truth she had missed Micheal, not as much as Robbie but she had missed him. All the late night calls, and talks about life or what ever it was they were dealing with that neither of the other two knew about came flooding back to her. As Micheal stood there, keeping her fists from striking him again she sighed. I just wanted one last memory. she replied in a soft sigh as she rested her head on his chest.
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She looked down at his hand holding her own. Callie only a moment to take in the sight, the feeling of him holding her like that before he pulled her in closer. It was instict, a reflex, for her to fight him. Dont call me CC! Nobody calls me that anymore. Ive grown up. Ive.. She looked into his eyes. Ive missed you. The words so simple in her mind, but her lips couldnt say them. Besides, I never got any letters. Michael said the same thing. What? Do you guys expect me to believe that two different people sent me letters, and yet the mail service decided to send them back to you both? My family got every other piece of mail, but the letters from you two? Is that it? What? Did the words Return to Sender magically appear.on.them. Her words slowed as the horrible truth came to her. Father, she whispered. That monster. He.kept them.from me. She wasnt speaking only of the letters. She meant her friends as well. The tears she had fought so hard to keep from falling traced down her cheeks now. You..you..did write. Didnt you? I never..got any letters..from you or anybody else. Her fighting had ceased as she stood there close to him. She wanted to embrace him. It was more than just a passing thought she had, but once more reality interuppted. Robbie..Im..sorry. I really am, but, She began trying to step back. A lot of time has passed. Im not the same person anymore. I mean look at me, she gestured. Things change. People change. Time moves on. You have to forget things.people.and grow up. There comes a time to leave childhood things, people, dreams in the past. Thee are a lot of things, people, from my past that I still look back on....with fond memories, she looked away from him, her cheeks blushing, but you have to move forward. You have to grow up. She sounded so much like her father. I mean come on. You cant honestly tell me you still want the same things you did when we were kids and came here. Can you?
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His heart thumped in his chest, his eyes locked on hers. She was twisting, her body and her words both, her feet shuffling and almost moving on the path. Time seemed to stretch out and, as if in slow motion, Robbie could see the conflicting emotions play across her face. It was like watching a stormy sea calm, waves subsiding, only to be replaced, then, by a new turmoil from below. He couldn't be sure if what she said about her father was true or not, Robbie had been too young when they had all lived in Cherryville to really get a sense of what her father was and wasn't capable of. Still, it made sense, in a terrible way, and he was suddenly struck by how awful it must have been to have been so jarringly separated from everyone she had thought were friends. She was fighting with herself, emotions flickering and words tumbling from her lips, and he could do nothing but watch, concern in his eyes, as she tried to deny feelings that were, as she spoke, rekindling in his breast. She was sweet, CC, ever so sweet. And funny. And kind. And clever. All the things that the awkward kid he had been had admired. He had relished their private time together, going over homework or just walking around or cycling without the other four. He'd loved their whole gang, of course, but what he and CC had had was special. Stolen moments of youth. I can. I do he murmured, eyes fixed on hers. Her cheeks were flushed and he knew his must be to. He tugged on her hand, slowly, reeling her in like a fisherman despite the panicked staccato beat of his heart. People change, CC, but you and I haven't. Not what we had between us. I've been on a promise for you forever, Callie Coleman, and I think its time you realised that. And, with more courage than he had ever mustered in his entire life, he tugged her to him and planted an earnest, caring, passionate kiss on her surprised lips.
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Feeling her struggles cease, she was then leaning against him. Her head against his chest. He looked down and realized how small and vulnerable she could be, holding her close stroked the curve of her head, soft hair under his hand as she sunk her head into his chest. Ignoring everything else he let the silence engulf them, like a balm that brought them closer, his heart beating a little faster. This is a great memory, Michael whispered looking down at her, not wanting to let her go. Giving her a moment held her back so he could look down at her, dark rimmed eyes staring up at him. A part of him wanted more which surprised him, they had been close but never physical. Casting a deep, longing look in her eyes, I already made a mess of things with Callie, he admitted guiltily his voice dropping as other campers walked by looking at the two of them. They looked to be a mismatch, but he did not care. Michael lay a hand on her shoulder ignoring everyone else. I did not want to do that with you. You're, the words caught in his throat. What could he say after so long? They'd been apart, living their own lives but she had always been there a part of his life. You know you're special to me, always have been. His hand trembled a bit as he felt the blush creep up his neck, if I am going to spend a summer with anyone, I'm glad its you.
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Serenity could not help but let a small laugh out. You always think things like this are great. Letting her hands slip around his waist as she hugged him. Even though she was angry at him, she was glad to see him once again. The years of memories flooded through her, but right now she did not care. Made a mess of things with Callie?? Is she here? she questioned, stunned and anger mixed all together. Why would she even be in this dump? she questioned, more to herself than him. Oblivious to the other campers walking by at the moment, her eyes were fixated on his. Wanting nothing more to lean up and kiss him, wanting to feel his arms around her again. All the emotions and thoughts got to her and she stepped back away from him, putting space between them again. You know your always going to be special to me, you get me more than anyone else or at least you used to. she stated as she placed her hand on his. Come on, I hear there is going to be a big welcoming bonfire tonight, lets go check it out.
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