In just a couple of days I'm going to be moving to Washington DC. I've got just about everything packed up and ready to go. So I guess it's safe to say physically I'm ready but I'm not so sure if I am mentally. In all honesty I'm scared. I'm moving to a place where I literally know no one. At this point I'm even going to be living by myself so it's not like I'm going to have an instant friend in a potential roommate. I tried my hardest to find someone to room with but I guess when it comes to graduate school most people choose to live on their own. I put several ads out on the school message boards and I got one reply. And it was from a guy named Mamood from some foreign country I had never heard of who barely spoke English and obviously not what I was looking for. I politely declined by informing him I had already found a roommate.

I went down to DC with my parents a couple of weeks ago to go apartment hunting. We found one pretty close to the University that didn't cost me an arm and a leg. In my admission packet the Dean stated that it was strongly recommended first year students not have a job because the coursework is so intense. So my rent is pretty much going to be paid by school loans and a little help from my parents. I expected the place to be furnished but that wasn't the case either. So as soon as we drop off my clothes, books and other miscellaneous things we have to go shopping for furniture. And by we, I mean Rusty and I. Mom and dad decided to plan another trip to Maui the weekend I have to move to law school. What parents do that?! Well, I guess mine do. At least they went with me to find the place. And Rusty said he was going to try and get Calvin and possibly Dale to help out with the move so maybe it won't be too bad.

I was lying on my bed alone in my thoughts when my phone rang. I looked at it to see that it was Rusty.

"Hey Russ, what's up?" I answered the phone.

"I've got a little change in plans," said Rusty. "Are you going to be able to fit everything in just your car?"

"Yeah, I guess so, why?" I asked.

"Because Calvin wants to head down to DC now and stop in Pittsburg to see Heath," Rusty replied. "He started medical school there a couple of weeks ago."

"So I'm going to be driving to DC by myself?" I whined. "Do you have any idea how boring that is going to be?"

"You'll be fine Case," said Rusty in a very fatherly tone. "Call me when you get into town on Friday. I'll meet you at your apartment and I promise I'll be all yours."

"I guess I don't really have a choice huh?" I asked.

"Not really," said Rusty with a small laugh.

"Alright, I guess I'll see you Friday then," I replied.

"Great. Drive safely," he stated.

"You too," I replied. "Bye Russ."

"Bye."

I hung up the phone and threw it on the other side of the bed. I was mad Rusty was kind of bailing on me but maybe a nice quiet drive down to DC to think about everything in the future will be good for me. It will give me some time to gather my thoughts.

I was hoping Rusty could help me pack up some of my last minute things when he got here on Friday but since he isn't coming I guess I'm left to do everything on my own. So I got up off my bed and headed over to my bookshelf full of my heavy books I was going to make Rusty carry. I grabbed an empty box and began piling in a couple of basic law books I had bought, some fiction novels that I'll probably never get to read and a couple scrapbooks I probably won't ever open again. But one of them caught my eye as I began to put it in the box. My big sis Frannie had bought me the scrapbook freshman year with big Zeta Beta Zeta letters on the front of it. I took it over to the bed and opened it.

The very first page had my freshman year composite picture. I remember I was so proud of that picture. My hair was all curly and I knew I would fit in perfectly with all the rest of the beautiful sisters in the large picture that is now hanging in the hall of the ZBZ house. On the next page I had put the letter Frannie had wrote to me the night I found out she was my big sister. To this day the letter still touches a piece of my heart and makes me sad that things went so sour between the two of us.

The next several pages were pictures from various sorority events I participated in freshman year. There was the Smoosh-in-a-Bug competition where we had to see how many sisters we could fit into the back of a VW Bug. I remember I was towards the bottom of the pile and so sore afterwards but it was well worth it because we won five blue ribbon points for it. Then there was the Lip Syncing contest where we all dressed up like Britney Spears and learned her dance to "Baby Hit Me One More Time" and performed it in front of the entire Greek system. I think our sexy outfits certainly helped us win that one, especially since the Lambda Sigs were the judges.

And then there were of course the party pictures. I was surprised to see how many pictures I had with me holding a red cup, probably filled with beer or whatever concoction the Kappa Taus had came up with that day. The mention of Kappa Tau made me pause for a second. Sure they were the best party fraternity on campus but that wasn't the reason I paused. It was because hearing the name Kappa Tau made me think of him. No Casey, you can't think of that right now. Right now it's time for you to think about the future and starting law school next week. I attempted to scratch him from my mind by turning to the next page of the scrapbook but only to find a picture of me and him at one of the famous Kappa Tau parties.

It was probably one of the first pictures the two of us had ever taken together. We were probably only together about a month at the time. But it was strange to look at the picture and already see the love that was in our eyes when we were together. He was standing behind me with his arms tightly around my waist and his head nuzzled into my neck. I was laughing so he was probably tickling me with his nose or breathing his warm breath on my neck trying to drive me crazy.

Whoa Casey, there is no need to be thinking about that right now. Thinking about hot sex with my friend Cappie was totally off limits. Yes, I said my friend Cappie. We've been through so much in this life that it's almost impossible for us not to be friends. We dated almost all of freshman year and was able to maintain a friendship after that. And we tried a relationship again our senior year. We lasted from Thanksgiving to spring break, four months give or take a few days.

Unfortunately things ended just about as quickly as they began the second night of spring break as we stood on the pier arguing with each other. You see, Cappie refuses to grow up. He feels like he can stay at CRU for the rest of his life and not have to face the real world. The sad thing is that his parents actually agree and encourage him to live that way. I thought when they came to town they could talk some sense into him about growing up but that was no such luck. I think it only pushed him further into thinking he can stay at Kappa Tau and party like a rockstar for the rest of his life.

The worst part about our break-up that night was the fact that he had tried to lavalier me right before the argument started. He was so excited and a little nervous I think at the same time. But I felt like the second he shut that box the shit was going to hit the fan and did it ever. I was in complete and utter shock as he left me standing alone and crying on the pier. I had planned on telling him that evening about going to DC but I didn't think for a second that it would lead to us breaking up.

We spent the rest of the spring break avoiding each other at all costs. He moved into Beaver's room and Ashleigh spent several nights in mine trying to calm me down and enjoy my last spring break as much as I could. Two days later I made her go bungee jumping with me. I knew I had to do it so I didn't sound too much like a hypocrite overcoming my fears and heading off to graduate school but not being able to jump off a several hundred foot ledge. I felt strangely liberated when I did the jump. I think that may have had something to do with seeing Cappie at the bottom while I was hanging upside down and waiting for them to lower me to the ground. We made eye contact for a brief second but he quickly turned and walked away with his brothers. All it took was that brief second for me to see the pain still in his eyes. I guess I became somewhat relieved realizing he was going through the same hell I was going through.

We returned to school after spring break and I spent the next month and a half focusing on mostly school and a few sorority things here and there. There was a bowling competition between all the houses in which ZBZ was paired with Kappa Tau towards the end of the semester. I conveniently remembered a research paper I had to write for one of my classes so I didn't have to go and risk seeing Cappie. I later found out from Ashleigh that Cappie was also a no show to the event. I guess it kind of surprised me that he was trying to avoid me as much as I was trying to avoid him.

It hurt me to think that I was going to leave school without Cappie and me at least talking about things. The one thing that kept me sane was that I felt like I had my own little spy in Rusty when it came to Cappie. At first Rusty tried to stay out of things between the two of us because he didn't want to lose his friendship with Cappie and the great brother and sister relationship the two of us had built over the past two years. But I was slowly able to get more and more out of him about what Cappie was doing and what he was thinking. I'm sure Rusty probably ran and told Cappie everything I said back to him but I didn't care. I actually wanted Cappie to know that I hoped the two of us could at the least be friends. After I told Rusty that I slept with my phone next to me for the next three nights hoping Cappie would call and want to talk. But he never called and I still never saw him anywhere on campus.

The Kappa Taus were actually throwing a huge end of the year party the weekend before graduation and I contemplated for a while if I should go or not. But ultimately I decided to chicken out and avoid the party. Ashleigh and I stayed home and had our own little girly party where we pigged out on ice cream and drank strawberry margaritas a majority of the night instead.

Graduation came and went quickly. It is kind of mundane having something so important in your life last a whole two minutes of walking across the stage, shaking hands with Dean Bowman, receiving your diploma, posing for a picture and then walking off the stage. The blue cap and gown is still hanging in my closet. I figured mom and dad could save some money by having Rusty use it too as long as they have the same gowns for his class.

After the ceremony I went to dinner with my parents and Rusty and Dana. It was a nice dinner but I felt pretty lonely during it. We sat at a table for six and all I could think about was how I wanted Cappie sitting in the empty chair next to me experiencing all of this with me and my family, regardless if he actually graduated or not. But instead I was like the fifth wheel during dinner and spent pretty much the whole time wishing it would end soon so I could go back to the house and wallow in my own pity party.

Finally, after dessert and coffee were finished, mom and dad left to go back to Chicago. Rusty and Dana, however, were very persistent that I wasn't allowed to go back to the house. I tried every excuse in the book; I told them I had more things to pack, I told them I wasn't feeling well, I even just plain told them I wasn't interested in going anywhere or doing anything. But they insisted that I had to go to Dobler's one last time with them. I knew pretty much everyone from Greek row was going to be there that night and I wanted to avoid it at all costs.

I was right, Dobler's was absolutely packed that night. Rusty, Dana and I pushed through several people and finally found a table occupied by Ashleigh, Rebecca and some of my other sorority sisters. Once I met up with them my night got a little bit better. I had a couple of lemon drops which helped me relax. I forgot how much I love just sitting around with my sisters laughing and telling new and old stories. It was really a perfect end to my run at Cyprus Rhodes.

I had to be up early the next morning to travel back to Chicago. The rest of the girls weren't ready to leave but I knew if I didn't head out soon I was never going to get up in the morning to leave. So I shed a few tears and hugged them all and began walking out of Dobler's to head back to the ZBZ house. I had almost made it to the door when someone's voice stopped me.

"Congratulations on graduation Casey."

At first I froze because I knew exactly whose voice it was. It was just so unexpected and random after a month and a half of doing anything and everything the two of us could to avoid each other after the spring break incident.

I finally turned to find him sitting at a table with a few of his brothers drinking a beer.

"Thanks Cap," I said politely as I started to turn around and run as fast as I could out the door.

But he stopped me again.

"Are you going home already?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said as I slowly turned back around. "I have to leave for Chicago early in the morning."

I saw him hesitate in the next thing he was going to say for a second. But I guess he regained his confidence as the next words out of his mouth kind of shocked me.

"Can I walk you home?" he asked.

"Uh…" Now it was my turn to hesitate. "Sure, I guess. I mean, only if you want to. I don't want you to leave if you don't want to."

Wow, I was certainly stuttering all over my words. No use trying to hide my nervousness at the moment.

"I'd love to," he replied taking one last gulp of his beer and setting the glass on the table. "See you later guys."

He stood up off the stool and came up to stand next to me. I quickly looked over at the table I was previously sitting at with my sisters. They were all staring at Cappie and me standing next to each other and had smiles on their faces. They always got their hopes up too much when it came to Cappie and me.

"After you," Cappie said as he opened the door for me.

I made eye contact with him briefly and gave him a half smile. He smiled widely back at me. I could see in his eyes he definitely had something he really needed to say and I guess at that point in time it was now or never to have our post spring break talk.

A/N: Hello everyone! Well here is the Casey POV fic I mentioned I was going to start writing. I anticipate this story to be about three or four chapters total. Hope you liked the start of it.....let me know what you think :0)