Harmony U.

Prologue:

The night fell crisp on a dreary sleepy town as they spilled across the streets, displaying their attire glowing of extravagant in the pale streets lights and falling back into passing figures as the night embraced their treasured youth.

" I don't know about this guys," An almost nasal voice chimed in commenting and breaking the tom foolery that had begun with his look of disapproval as they all turned to his slender figure arm folded at the end of the long line of graduates. "Do you have any idea how much trouble we can get in for this?" He asked his hands sliding naggingly to his hips, waiting for some sort of response from the blinking orbs that bore back at him. Never appreciated, he'd think as his eyebrows cringed in deep furrow. "Do you?!" He asked vexed his whisper threatening into a holler, his words almost falling to deaf ears within the childlike grins.

"Do you have any idea what night this is?"

"I know perfectly well what night this is," He replied coolly. " But even so, that still doesn't dignify, breaking and entering." His tone specified the act as he crossed his arms, making himself a united front. A stone that couldn't be spoken to or moved.

"That's only if we get caught. Which we aren't because this is Harmony -"

"That doesn't change anything!?" He interrupted his voice full of vehemence spirit. " Lord, am I the only one hopped up in illegal substances, am I the only sane body right now because I swear to God from where I'm standing it sure as hell looks like it!"

"Would you quit it!? Really. All we're trying to do is have a little fun in our hang out, before grad tomorrow."

"… And we could have done this, at that great thing they call the prom."He countered. "You know the reason where all dolled up, the reason we've spent the past oh I don't know … year, planning for it and yet in all the irony we aren't even THERE!"

"Calm down man please…"

"I will not! I can't, I mean were committing a crime!" He sniggered sardonically at the words, he'd never imagined the words coming from his mouth … the action no less, in spite of all the crazy things he'd whiteness in his short spanned life. At other times, with exception to this, he would have joined in throwing caution to the wind and succumbing the deep dark end of trouble they always faced, but not tonight! Tonight would be different he wasn't going. No way, no how … he assured himself with a nod in his thoughts.

He didn't really know why he was even here. He wasn't really graduating - actually, he wasn't graduating at all in the next few moments and quite honestly as he watched all of his friends excitedly pile into the emptied book café, he couldn't help but feel disgusted and board, never to mention as he stood somewhere in the far distance watching people who were far younger of them reminisce of times in Harmony High that he'd never had … he could only think of better things that he could of done instead of chaperoning the teens.

If he'd had things his way, he wouldn't have been here in the first place - at the risk of repeating himself- If he'd had everything his own way he just might have been back in Britain with the friends he'd left behind sitting somewhere at an opened side street café discussing new and old literature while watching night to turn to day. He'd be living each day full of purpose, and peace … which was so ironic considering that he'd come to Harmony for some sort of completion, but he'd only been encircled with the tedious and ever yet so strange lives of the gang, not to mention the other thousand of messed up people in the putrid town.

Most importantly, if things were of his own account. He would be where she is right now, at this very moment they existed in the same place as they had whenever the gang had a thirst for running after crazy old ninety - something year old women, battling daemons and we can't forget about ending up back in the book café or the Bennett's only to start the madness all over again … and God knows what else, but if he sat to recount all those horrid times he'd fall too off course … and sooner than he would have liked she'd be gone from his invisible grasp once more.

He doesn't deserve you. He spoke as if his lips were inches away from her ears, as if she'd turn her beautiful eyes glinting towards him in some sort of wonder, as he'd confess his love for her of which he'd held from the first moment he'd met her from the first moment he'd heard the eloquent sound of her voice reciting his poetry. He thought he just might have died at that very moment, just as he thought as he felt his heart broke when her eyes turned her attentions away from him to her other. The man that would never treasure her, the way he could. Forever reminding him why this all could never be, and why he had to watch from afar.

"Sucks doesn't it."

The voice irked him beyond concern as he didn't even have to question who that arrogant tone belonged to. "Sucks that you're talking to me?" He whispered voice high of sarcasm. "Yeah, it kind of does so if you don't mind…" He trailed trying to sweep away from her stance as she held him tight by the arm.

He had to be honest. He should have liked her, if she submitted to her wishes - her pathetic and infantile wishes- she could have given him all that he wanted and more, but that was impossible and she was none other than a desperate con.

"My offer still stands you know," She spoke loosening her grip, a small glint of mischief sparking in her blue eyes causing his stance to tense as he vehemently recoiled his arm from her venomous grip.

"I'd rather not thanks."

"And why is that? Exactly," She questioned her brow forming a perfect arch. " Oh that's it, so you can remain a prefect noble gentleman. I do suppose it's against your 'Ye old English' code to steal another man's game."

Her scornful snickers caught him as he glared at her once more. As he stood silent.

"Come on, I know you want this just as much as I do. It wouldn't be that hard," Her voice pleading in tones as recognizable as a child as he folded him arms, an inner sign to himself that even if he wanted to this would never work, he saw it - why couldn't she? "Couldn't you imagine being with both the people that we love."

It was at this point that he saw completely through all the devious schemes she made and how terribly she treated everyone who even showed any inkling of caring about her, which was few and far between. In some ways he kind of felt sorry for her, in all of his time in Harmony he hadn't noticed her do anything particular with her life than pursue someone who had no interests for her, from all his understandings she'd been going through this vicious cycle for years time, ruining everything that she could have held dear just to make some boy love her. Perhaps it was something in the water because the girl whose eyes danced at the two of them behind their conversation did much of the same thing as did half the other women in this town: wasting their time chasing after men who couldn't give a rats ass, when they could have been doing better. Maybe they both were allot alike, maybe had she not been her … they could have gotten along.

"Didn't you ever stop to think that maybe you couldn't convince him to love you? -" He asked just as bluntly as she would have had this subject been of anything else.

She watched him closely like a deer in the headlights. She hadn't expected hearing that, she hadn't expected hearing the truth. "That's crazy, okay? I know he loves me, he even told me so … he - he told me that if she hadn't come along it would have been me! Don't you get it? Doesn't anyone get it? It should be me!" Her voice threatened a yell, as he could almost see the tears forming in her eyes each word reflecting him as much as it was to herself, no matter how badly she didn't want to believe it.

Don't say it, please. His mind pleaded, not wanting to hurt her as much as he already did - but he knew this had to be said. "Didn't … you ever stop to think - he just didn't love you at all."

He saw how it affected her, he saw how her spirit sunk the words hitting her as hard as a tone of bricks as a tear fell against the face. Such an innocence falling on such a hardened face. She'll thank me, he reassured himself before her.

"Fuck you." She splattered through her linear tears as she strides away to her support system and they trail out of the room, forever giving their last glances to the couple huddled closely by the window. The other girl glared at him, as if her story was any different before they left.

Still hardened and convinced of what is so oblivious to her.

One day. Nevertheless, perhaps tonight before graduation his words would sink in and she'd finally see it. Tonight, no - but sooner or later, maybe. Just not before it's too late.

Maybe he just doesn't love you … She didn't want his words to effect her as much as they did but as she followed her best fiend outside fall apart in a river of full spirited tears, she knew that statement didn't only stand for just one person. But that couldn't have been true, she'd managed to confirm to herself with a firm shake of her head. Things were different, she wasn't chasing after someone who didn't love her … she was winning her first love back, wasn't she?

As suddenly as she was lead to that question, the quickly she wanted to perish the indecision from her head. No way in hell did she want to end up like this, now way was she going to end up like this she knew that for certain but if that was so true why didn't she fell that way? Why did she feel like somehow someway she and her friend would be in the exact same position, hadn't they been in the same one already.

Some strange premonition perhaps. Her mind joked, as a small smile threatened to come across her lips before the sound of heavy sobbing flooded her ears once more and she realized their were far more important things than thinking about herself. At least she knew that.

"He loves me. I know he does," She watched the girl her words masked by the sound of tears but even still, holding as much conviction as she could muster. And as she watched her partner in crime's tears cascade across her ruined face in the middle in the night she couldn't help but fear what was to happen to her. Granted she wasn't as an experienced schemer as she was, but she learnt everything she had to from her and now with the simple thought that everything that she'd worked for - everything they'd worked for to be precise was for absolutely nothing was sort of ominous, if all she did was life vicariously through her footsteps.

Was that what I was doing? Her mind questioned herself awkwardly while everything seemed to disappear in her sight and sound. No, she fervently confirmed to herself once more, she was the one with the head above her shoulders and don't forget she - although she helped in many of them- was the voice of reason when it came to unimaginable schemes so no, she wasn't living in anyone's footsteps most definitely not!

"You know it would kind of help, if you gave me some sort of comfort is stead of just staring out in to space!?" The girl snapped as she smiled completely out of her own thoughts. This was why she loved her so much, and maybe had she chose someone to follow after she just might have chosen her … despite her obvious character flaws.

"I'm sorry girl," She spoke softly as she sat beside the fluffed image of sky blue, that sat on the ground. "Whatever shall I do to make you fell better?"

The girl remained quiet for a moment, as if she'd been waiting for the longest time for someone to ask her that before she turned. "Tell me that I'm not doing this for nothing. Tell me that everyone is wrong God," She yelped at the moon. "Just tell me that he couldn't possibly love her as much as he could love me."

She could see it in her eyes, that this was more than her asking a few minutes and suddenly it was obvious to her that this was more than anything to her and to the girl that sat beside her. She needed her, she needed her for validation for the things she did. She needed someone to tell her that the things she was doings were right. More so she needed someone to tell her that the things she was doing was wrong, but as much as that was what she really wanted she'd never listened to it.

"I don't know." She replied quietly. Not wanting to tellher any truthts or anu lies. The last thing she wanted to do was tell her friend something that would fuel her more than she'd already been, which would have gotten her into more trouble that she'd already and always made for herself. Hopefully that would be all she'd need before grad, or before she'd finally come to her senses.

"We should be getting back." She'd said as they found themselves alone once more, as they always did. Everyone had begun to leave at the first sight of sunrise, yet they were still here. What for she didn't exactly know but even so, she was getting tired and she could tell by the bleak look in his eyes that he'd been to, and she most definitely didn't want to face Beth when she came in so she walked ahead her hand in his as if somewhat to pull guide him back outside, as he stopped and causing her to looked at him once more.

"You know what why don't we stay back for a bit." He held back not wanting to be around the crowd, at the moment as he kept a soft hold on her. Tomorrow came tp fast and he felt as if he was loosing time with the sight of day, he wasn't supposed to feel this way … he hadn't expected to fell fear and excitement at the same time but he did, and letting it go was completely out of the question for him. He looked at her deep as her brow rose trying to hide a certain usettledness that he clearly saw. "We need to talk."

"Talk." She'd repeated quietly her hands still with his without her knowledge . Never liking such the ominous tone that came from him, but she listened anyways taking a deep breath and prepairing herself for anything. To be honest she'd been expecting this, anyone with a sane mind could have seen that and even though she was completely out on if she was completely normal or not she knew what this talk was going to be about. Why not? This was graduation, he's probably just letting you so he'll have a clean slate for the summer. It was completely logical to her, why wouldn't he want to leave? Things between them weren't completely simple as it was. Actually she was glad this was happening now. Who am I kidding, she siged in her thoughts. "Okay."

"You know what before you do, I need to say something to tell you too." Besides, if he was going to break up with her know the least she could do was keep her own dignity. She'd never been able to do that sort of thing. She'd never really had the guts, but tonight was as good as any.

"What's that?" He asked his face less endearing and more serious. He took the time in the silence to watch her in the night, she wasn't the same. Somehow tonight she didn't seem like the same girl who needed him, like she had after the fire. She no longer seemed … like her, anymore.

They stood apart no longer touching or feeling as if they'd known what was coming as someone finally spoke. "Thanks." She'd said with a forced smile as she walked beyond him wanting badly to leave before he said those horrible words: Let's just see other people. She had no use for them anyway, all they'd do is make her cry and she wasn't doing that not anymore.

"For what?"

"Everything. Look, I don't expect you to prentend that loving me was the easiest thing in the world … but you did it anyways , you stood by me when I really didn't want to stand myself actually," She laughed slightly catching serious once more as she kept on. "And I'm glad I knew you,"

She nodded as if to say, great break up speech … in self gratification, before she continued to walk.

"Knew me?" He repeated dubiously.

"Yes. Look, I don't know if you're trying to do this, but you really are making this allot worse when you keep me here - So it was nice knowing you, and maybe when I'm finished feeling sorry for myself we could stil be friends."

"Friends?"

"Yes" She hissed feeling impatient. As she closed her eyes. "I know you want to break up with me, and it's alright I knew one of these days you'd come to you're senses and realize that -"

" I -"

"Just let me finish okay. I knew one day it wouldn't be too good to be true, so it was nice that when it lasted." She turned finally not hearing him speak another word as she reach the back door nob to the book café. She walked slowly, even though at the moment she just wanted to run but that wouldn't have done her any good anyways now would it.

She struggled with the door nob franticly when she heard his footsteps cursing beyond no end that he had to end things in the locked from the outside book café. "Why me?" She sighed bagning her head against the door as she turned to him. "We're locked in," She laughed. "Can you believe it? It's graduation day were supposed to be home and were locked in the supply room of a book café. I really must be a jinx,"

"Good." Was all he could manage to say after all he just heard. No interruptions.

Good?! Her mind raced miles in seconds, at his tone ans present stance. He was breaking up with her and all he could say was 'good' when they were locked together in the few minutes of awkwardness. She started to wonder what she saw in him in the first place at this point. And in all her arntins and raving she'd never noticed how close he'd gotten to her once more, or how confusing the emotions that played on his face were …

"I just really want to get out of here you know?" She said feeling the emotion inher tone as she struggled with the nob and he turned her to him once again. "What is it?" She sighed. Why couldn't you make this easy ? Is what she thought.

"Marry me."

They were the chosen.

Never knowing such they let time breezing by as ages in their eyes, the spirits craving a day like today had been. The first day of the rest of their lives. The day where they were no longer children, no longer the troubled adolescents … they were now the future. The four running figures in the night, were where the past had died and a promising future had begun.