Jennifer grunted as she jazz ran across the cold field, her flag in her hands as she performs for the imaginary crowd to a disc on her CD player. The music blasted out, piercing the cold morning stillness of the Monday morning. It was the first real day of Christmas break, but instead of sleeping in like normal people do, she was here on the abandoned campus of her high school practicing something that was over.

Tossing her flag up into the air, she caught it as the drum line struck the final beat in the show, and the band silenced. Her spot, on the 35 but 5 steps off the back hash…she could not forget that final drill spot ever thanks to what had happened there at the final competition during finals…she would never ever forget. Lifting her head to the sounds of clapping she found the person with her eyes, it was him! She forgot about her other 4 flags lying around on the field but ran to him, her long brown hair streaming after her body, and her brown eyes sparkling with happiness.

She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, he had finally made it!! She couldn't believe her luck, it was all too wonderful.

"What in the hell are you doing here? I thought that you were in Arkansas because of the rest of the drum line." She felt him pull her tightly against his body and she laid her head against his shoulder, being that he was at a good height, 6'4 and still growing, where as she was only 5'8 and had stopped growing.

In fact, everything about him seemed huge once you really started to think about it. His feet, and hands seemed endless, as did his long, shaggy black hair which fell to his shoulders in curls usually, or was pulled back into a messy pony tail. His brown eyes in fact seemed large, and always full of kindness towards her and her problems.

"Just seeing my favorite girl before Christmas, I am only here one day after all…then I got to go back and help with the last of the moving arrangements. Moms so excited to see you again, she hasn't seen you since you guys placed 2ed in BOA regionals"

"Yeah I know, I can't wait to see her either, it will be so awesome!" She squealed hugging him tighter before releasing him and looking up at him, her own brown eyes full of question. "So how long and how?" She tucked her loose hair behind her ears again and held her cold flag pole close to her, the silk a vibrant blue, standing out from the drab surroundings.

"I called your house; your mom picked up and said you where here, so I came here before you started your final run through." He reached up and tucked her hair back away from her face again, since the wind had blown it out of place again. "And hon, that was the best I had seen you spin since Finals night at BOA."

She blushed and began to collect her flags from the field, him trailing along after her as she rolled each of her flags and slid them one after another into the large black flag bag that held her gloves, tape, old drill charts, and on occasion makeup/extra hair things.

As she paused by her final drill spot, he kissed her lightly on her cold, chapped lips and smiled down on her short frame, carrying a loaded flag bag and her stereo. Taking her flag bag from her he walked her over to his red Ford truck and deposited her flag bag in it, as she got in with her stereo.

She didn't know how to explain it…but she couldn't help but feeling that some one else was there…some one that she didn't want to see her or remind her of their past relationship. Shivering slightly she pushed the thought out of her head and tried to talk happily with Adam, not knowing that she was right about her feeling, there was some one else watching, some one who would change their relationship…more quickly then she could have ever guessed. If only she had been more cautious.