Hey guys this is my first fanfic and I don't know if I'm as good as it takes but it's already hard enough to create a story in a language that's not yours but whatever. I really hope you enjoy this and, by the way I'm complete nuts for Robbie Clark and Vaughn Pearson. How could Lucas be any better? No way! Read this and tell me later plizz!

Chapter one: Tears down the road of memories

Goodbye Josie.

Bye? What are you talking about? You can't go!

I have to.

No you don't. You're just doing this to please your dad.

No I'm not. I need to get away.

From what? Me?

Bye Josie.-and he disappear slowly as he walked away from the redhead.

Just come back.-she said under her breath.

Josie wake up!- yelled the annoying roommate- you're gonna be late again, hurry!

Leave me alone Corrine- said the sleepy girl, obviously irritated.

C'mon Josie. Today is gonna happen whether you like it or not.-she said this in a calmer tone.

I give a fuck about today, OK?-even more irritated.

I wish you'd just admit that you're not fine. Maybe you can fool Lucas, Marshall and Z but not me. There's nothing wrong about what you feel Josie- she said in a maternal way- After all, you two were together for over a year and it's perfectly normal that you feel…

How on earth would you know how I feel?- yelled the now blushed teenager.- You don't have the slight less idea of what I feel cause if you did you would know that I'm just fine so save the psychology lesson for another day, aright?

The offended girl didn't respond. She thought she should put herself in her friend's shoes. It had to be really hard for her to see him go specially after all what had happened these last couple of months.

There was an awkward silence between the two of them for a while. They were both pretending to clean their bedroom, which already seemed to Corrine as a symptom that something was definitely going wrong with Josie.

After what it appeared as the longest 15 minutes ever, the concern student spoke

Have you decided if you're going to the party?

I don't know yet. - she answered significantly calmer.

Would you let me know? I mean, to go together, the four of us.

Four? Is Lucas going too?

Well, yeah. He wasn't too keen on going, though. Is just that Ms. Durst asked him to give a short speech, you know, to talk about how everyone is going to miss him and stuff.

Why didn't he just say no?

Well, she sort of implied that if he'd denied giving the speech, she'd ask you to do it.

What? Why?

I guess she doesn't know. Anyway, Lucas didn't want you to pass through that so he agreed. Kubiak and Madison are talking as well.

Go figure- she said in a sarcastic tone while she throw herself to bed again.

So I gotta go help Marshall to prepare for tonight. He's incredibly nervous for someone who's played live so many times.-she smiled at the same time she imagined her boyfriend in one of his concerts. She was so into him she couldn't help it.

See you later then.

Bye.- she said closing the door

Finally, said the shorter girl sighting.

She was contemplating her Hoobastank poster on the roof. She remembered that night when he appeared in her room and ask her to be his (gosh she hated that lame word but liked the meaning) girlfriend. And the kiss.

She remembered their first kiss. Not the one when he was in Lucas' body or the one he gave her when she was losing her intelligence, she was thinking in the real one, the first time she thought it would never end, that one she didn't want it to end. It was all so perfect, everything just turn into a dream. Not a dream like the one she just had had, this was the kind of dream that only existed in fairytales with a prince saving the lady in trouble. She wasn't that kind of girl at all but with him near, she always felt so save and happy. She hadn't feel like that for a while now.

Why can't I just forget him, get over him already, she thought. Why do I have to miss him so bad that it hurts? Why can't I stop dreaming about him? He doesn't care about me anymore and still I'm here been such a silly girl because of him. Now he's leaving for good and I'll finally move on with my life.

She whipped a tear that had jus rolled down her chick as if she feared someone would see it. She stood up and looked trough the window staring the yard where once she'd been happy. Alone in a bench surrounded by dead leaves in the grass, was Vaughn Pearson.

Is everything ready son?

I just need to pack some more clothes.

Good. I wanna make sure that everything is taken care of by the time you arrive.

Don't worry. I can take this last suitcase with me.

Terrific then. Now that I see you're fine I think it's time for me to get going, my flight leaves in two hours.

So I guess I'll see you in the airport, tomorrow that is.-oddly calm.

Right. Vaughn, I just wanted to tell you how proud I am of you.

Why?

Well, I understand how difficult it must be for you to leave a month before graduation, this is your senior year after all but you have acted as an adult understanding the urgency of more important matters.

I still get the diploma and Europe it's a great opportunity for so many things.

True, nevertheless I was absolutely sure you wouldn't agree on going away from your friends-he remarked that last word- or is there an specific reason why you seem so eager on departing?

I'm really tired and besides I had tonight's party so…-changing the subject.

That's right. They're throwing you a party.

Yes. So I think I should get some rest now.

Sure, sure. So see you tomorrow then.

Bye dad.

The larger man gave him a cold palm on the shoulder and left. The blonde kid entered his room and turned on his cd player.

I thought it was too good to be true
I found somebody who understands me
someone who would help me to get through
and fill an emptiness I had inside me
but you kept inside and I just denied
some things that we should have both said
I knew it was too good to be true
cause I'm the only one who understands me

"What happened to us?", one of his favorite songs from Hoobastank. He just never thought it would become real. This was his last day with his friends, he should enjoy it, hang out with them. Instead, he was lying in his bed trying to understand when he'd become this miserable.

Remember they thought we were too young
to really know what it takes to make it
but we had survived off what we have done
and we could show them all that they're mistaken
but who could have known the lies that would grow
until we could see right through them
remember they knew we were too young
we still don't know what it takes to make it

He sat down looking for something, he didn't know what, when he saw it. In the bottom of his now empty closet, laying there in complete darkness and forgotten, a small box looking innocent, surprised the boy as if he wouldn't know that it was in there, as if he had put it there and just abandoned it.

Like scared of it, he took the little box carefully and returned to his sit. He wasn't sure whether to open it but finally he did. A tape, a CD, some cards, a letter and an even smaller case. He took out the tape first. He remembered the weekend they made it, a bunch of senseless images showing the two of them. The CD was sort of an album with lots of pictures and their favorite songs. The cards, from the first time they kissed, she gave them to him because he needed the practice, she said. Then was the little case. He opened it but he already knew what was inside. It was hard to think that such a small thing would be the reason to end up a relationship forever.

We could have made it work, we could have found a way
we should have done our best to see another day
but we kept it all inside until it was too late
and now we're both alone, the consequence we pay
for throwing it all away, for throwing it all away

The ring, the source of his pain and suffer, shining like a star in the sky, a star without an owner, the one who had rejected and with that, walked away from a future that would never be.

He looked lost as if he'd left his body and was having a tour in his past, flashbacks and memories, all the places he would never go back, all the things he would never do again. Suddenly, he snapped out as if he had just woken up from a long unpleasant dream. Last, he took the letter from out the box. He didn't open it. He put it backed on the box along with the rest of the stuff and walked to the closet to left it where he had found it before. He tried to leave it there but something wouldn't let him. The boy gave up and after leaving the box next to his suitcase, he returned to his bed and sit aimlessly looking at it.

Why do I love her, he wondered, Why do I care? I hate her but I can't help feeling what I feel, how much I need her, how much I miss her. Why didn't she say yes? Why couldn't she love me? I gotta go.

He took his football and walked out from the place he'd never called home.

What happened to us
we used to be so perfect
now we're lost and lonely
what happened to us
and deep inside I wonder
did I loose my only one

Vaughn wasn't sure what to do. He really didn't want to talk to anyone but he was starting to feel too out of place that's why when he got to the school, he decided not to actually go inside but to stay in the field. He sat on a bench playing with the ball wondering why all looked so empty. "They must be getting ready for the party," he thought not very enthusiastically. Vaughn watched the leaves falling from the trees around him. He turned his face and ended up looking up front. There, watching him through and open window was Josie Trent.

Hey guys, hope you've really enjoyed that one. It was pretty hard to write it so tell me what you thought about it. LOVE RB!