Kate Beckett was worrying again. She had never ever been this nervous before. Yes, she'd get occasional butterflies, but she who doesn't. She knew it was all just in her head, but she was having trouble pushing the thoughts out of her head. Kate knew her parents could tell something was going on, but what did they expect? They were the ones that put her in this situation. They decided that she "needed something new," and truthfully, she had been up for it at. She was brave, and she knew she would make it through this. She just wanted to make it a good experience, and not a bad one. This could become a good thing. A fresh start. A new beginning. She just couldn't screw this up.
"Katie is everything alright? You look really worried," her mom asked, interrupting her thoughts.
"Oh yeah mom, I'm good," Kate said rolling her eyes. She knew her mom was just trying to help, but sometimes she just wanted to be alone.
"Are you sure Kate? Are you nervous about school? It's understandable, honey. I know it can put a lot of st-"
"Mom I'm fine, okay? It's not that big of a deal. I wanted to change schools too, remember?"
"Well I'm just worried about you. It's a big school and you won't know that many people."
"Wasn't that the point? I'd meet new people, make new friends, and find a group that really suits me. We wanted to get away from the cliques at St. Clare's. Nobody in that small school was a true friend, except for Sydney, and we won't even be going to the same school next year. It will be fine though. I'm capable of making new friends," Kate said trying to make herself believe too.
"I know, Katie, you're a strong girl, and who wouldn't want to be your friend?"
"Really, mom?" Kate asked laughing at how her mom sounded.
Changing the subject, her mom asked, "Oh yeah, volleyball try outs start tomorrow. Are you excited?"
"I feel good about it. I know that I'm not the best, but I shouldn't be the worst either. My goal is just to make the freshmen team."
"Well still act like you're trying out for varsity that way you'll be giving a hundred percent. Oh and you know what else? This will be a great chance to meet some new people!"
"Here we go again. I think I'm going to go to bed now, mom. Goodnight. Love you," Kate said as she headed up the stairs.
"Wait! At least give me a hug before you go up! I have a big case that I have to go in early for tomorrow, and I won't be home all day. So, I won't get to see you before your try outs. I'm sorry!"
Kate walked back down and gave her mom a hug.
"Oh don't worry about it, mom."
Kate was used to it by now. Her mom was always busy on some case. Johanna Beckett loved for justice to be served. So that meant lots of cases, which meant lots of busy nights. Sometimes, when Johanna had big cases, Kate would go days without seeing her mom.
"Well, good luck! I know you'll do great!" she heard her mom yell as walked into her room.
Kate smiled; her mom always had a way of making her feel better. She fell onto her bed, and for the first time in a while she fell right asleep.
Richard Rodgers didn't want to get out of bed, but at the same time he couldn't sleep. He still felt bad about what had happened last night. It was supposed to be a fun time with friends, but it had all gone wrong. One minute he was having the time of his life, and then in an instant it's over. He was going to find a way to fix this one way or another.
Rick finally got out of bed and walked downstairs to find his mother cooking breakfast. (A very rare thing)
"Good morning Richard, darling!" exclaimed Martha.
"Morning mom," sighed Rick.
"How was the party?" Martha asked, noticing something was wrong.
"Well, it didn't go how I expected it to."
"How so?"
"Well long story short Meredith and I broke up."
"And is this a good thing or a bad thing?"
"I don't really know. Part of me still likes her and wants to be with her, but the other part is just tired of her."
"Well it sounds like you need something to help you make up your mind. How about some breakfast? I made pancakes!"
"Oh speaking of which, what is the special occasion? Why are you cooking breakfast? Did something happen?"
"Why yes, Martha Rodgers has nailed a spot on Temptation Lane!" Martha said while handing her son a plate full of pancakes.
"Wow mom! Congratulations! That's great!" Rick said as he took a bite of a pancake, "Bleh!" he choked spitting it out. "But mother, these pancakes are not! Well I have to go anyway. I have somewhere to be!"
"Alright Richard, don't do anything irrational!" Martha warned as she threw the pancakes in the garbage.
He knew it wasn't the best plan he'd ever come up with, but it was all he could think about. He needed to talk to Meredith about last night, and she wasn't answering her phone. He knew where she'd be, so why not go there? He was being rational, right?