Six years
I'd been gone for six years. I'd left without the chance to explain, without being able to really say goodbye. I haven't returned since.
Sure we'd kept in contact through emails, IMs and even written letters, but it wasn't the same. It had been six years since I'd seen them face-to-face. I wondered how they'd changed and whether or not they'd recognize me. Of course, they'd sent me pictures over the years…them at parties, dances, what should have been our Jr. High graduation...but I had never sent any back. Lucky for me it was a well known fact that I hated cameras and I definitely used this to my advantage. Despite their complaints, I'd never sent any pictures of me in return because since I'd left my eyes didn't have the same light and 'sparkle' they used to. I never wanted them to see that.
Now I was barreling toward Spenser, to the friends I'd left behind. Every yard that flew past, my nerves increased tenfold. All I could do to keep myself calm was breathe and brace myself for what may lay ahead.
Just breathe.
I just revved my engine and sped closer to my reunion.
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A/N: Cryptic I know, just bear with me, hopefully you'll find that it gets better.
Disclaimer: Obviously I can't take credit for any of the original characters or story line, but at least Willow is mine.