In this story, they all knew Claire since they were little. Basically Claire leaves Morganville, leaving behind her best friends.
Shane POV
I opened my eyes, thinking how wonderful life is when Claire is by my side. That was, of course, up until reality kicked in. Claire was gone, she left Morganville, for good. I was glad for her, obviously, to get out of this dump, but I missed her. She was my best friend from childhood and when I was starting to fall for her, she was gone. Getting out of bed, I grabbed a box, one that held every precious memory. Opening it, I sat on the bed, spilling all the contents of the box on it. I picked up a picture of me, Michael, Eve and Claire. We were all six, except Claire, she was four. We all pulled funny faces at the camera. Ever since that day we've been creating tons of memories. I picked up another one of me and Claire, I was sixteen and she was fourteen. It was prom day and I picked up the courage to ask her to go with me.
Flashback:
We were all stuck in Chemistry, me, Michael, Eve and Claire. I watched Claire do all the work, mixing liquids. She had these cute little marks on her forehead whenever she was concentrating. Her brows were pulled together. Someone hit me on my arm and I turned around just in time to see Eve dragging me off. "Just ask her to the dance already!"
"What?" I asked.
"Go. And. Ask. Her. To. The. Dance." She pronounced each word carefully. "It's really obvious you like her."
"What if she say's no." I mumbled quietly.
"Gosh, boys. It's obvious she likes you! Have you even saw the way she looks at you?"
I sighed and walked off, back to where Claire was working hard. The bell rang and Claire bounced off her stool, grabbed her backpack and waited for Eve and us to join her. It was lunch and we found our favourite spot, under the shaded tree.
"Um, Claire, can I talk to you?" I asked her. She stared at me.
"Um, yeah, sure." She replied.
I got up and she followed after me. We were a couple of metres away from Eve and Michael. "About the dance. I was wondering, um, would you like to go to the dance with me?" He whole face lit up and it made her look beautiful.
"Of course!" She said and I sighed with relief. I took her hand and we walked back to where Michael and Eve were looking at us. Amused looks on each face.
Eventually the night of the prom came and I needed to pick her up at 7:00 pm. I knocked on her parents house. Her mom answered the door and let me in. "Claire, honey, Shane's here!"
She came, slowly, down the stairs. She wore a pale green dress, that went to about the mid-thigh. She had brown, flat shoes on. Her hair was done up in a neat bun with two pieces hanging down on either side of her face. I took her hand and spun her around. I held her hand all the way to the prom. The Dj spoke. "Boys, grab you're girls, it's going to be a slow dance!"
I held my hand out towards her. "May I have this dance, Claire Danvers?"
She giggled. "You may." I held it and we walked over to the dance floor where Michael and Eve were dancing. I put my hand on her waist and she put hers up around my shoulders. It was here when I realised I loved her, I loved her from when we first met, when she was four.
"Claire, I… I love you."
She sighed. "Shane I love you too, I always have." She paused. "But hearing you say this is going to make it harder to tell you something."
"What, what is it?" I lifted her chin up so she could look at me.
"I… I'm leaving, Shane."
"What?" I whispered.
"I'm leaving. My dad is the first on the list for a heart transplant and I need to be with him."
"Claire, please don't go."
"I'm sorry Shane. My mom let me stay until the dance, but I need to go right now. Goodbye Shane, I'll come back for you, whatever it takes." I watched her walk towards the car that was waiting for her, she got in and drove away, without even looking at me. I didn't realise Michael and Eve were beside me so when Eve said something, I jumped. "Is she gone, as in leaving Morganville?" I nodded.
End Of Flashback:
I sighed, putting the pictures and letters back into the box. She promised me she would come back for me. It's been two years, still no sign of her.
