4-Tracking Memories

"I-I...NO!" Heather screamed. Her eyes were pinched shut, no daring to open as she yelled. "I'M A TRACKER! I HAVE TO FIGHT." He voice started to tremble, things were just not good. "Even if it means I am one sister down..."

"Your loss then." Arianna whispered. The blonde moved back a bit, shuffling on the spot. She wasn't feeling awkward about the situation, but she wasn't exactly feeling a lot of sympathy for Heather, either.

"Heather...Let everyone go." Heather's eyes opened, looking up at Courtney. "Me and you can work things out...Like-Like we used to." Those words struck deep in Heather's emotions.

Recently her life had been falling apart. Thinking about how good her life had actually been back when Courtney was a Tracker was just teasing her. Things had been easier back then. Nothing was hard and she wasn't feared amongst the students and staff at the Tracking Academy.

"FINE!" Heather screamed, her eyes fixed on Courtney. "They can go...But me and you have some unfinished business to attend to."

"Courtney-" Duncan mumbled all eyes on the brunette. But Courtney herself stopped him from speaking.

"Take Belle and go home." It came out as more of a suggestion than an order, but Duncan understood. He feared that Heather was going to hurt her, but she was going to hurt a lot more people if they stayed any longer. "I'll be back as soon as I can."

"GO THEN!" Heather shouted. The group jumped, but soon scurried off, Alan included. They all ran straight past Heather, Alan leading, Arianna carrying Belle and Eric and Duncan helping Geoff.

Courtney waited until she was positively sure that everyone had escaped before starting to talk again. The last thing she needed was Heather changing her mind and attacking everyone.

"Me and you, we used to be so close...What happened?" Courtney asked.

"YOU LEFT!" Heather screamed at her. "You switched sides; I will NEVER be able to forgive you for that."

"Being a Tracker is who you are." Courtney told Heather, shaking her head extremely slowly.

"You could have been a great Tracker." Heather replied. "Just like your mother..."

Courtney didn't reply straight away. The mom card had just been played. Talking about her mom did hurt a bit, even if she had been talking to her less than hour ago.

"My mother was a great Tracker, but she hated every minute of it." Courtney told Heather. "Just like I did." Heather squinted her eyes slightly. "Heather, I am a sorcerer. Its part of who I am, I cannot, and will not, turn my back on it again. It is just not worth the loos and the pain.

Heather stopped, thinking back over what had happened. The days back when Courtney was at the Academy had been some of the best ones both girls had ever had.

"What do you mean you hated every minute of it?" Heather questioned. "You always had your head in a book, studying for class all the time."

"It'll be fun." Lindsay whined, begging the two girls to come with her. The brunette swivelled round n herchiar to face the two.

"I'm up for it." She smiled, removing the frames from her eye's. She had had her head buried in one of her many textbooks.

"You two go without me, I've got things to do." Heather said, getting up from her bed and ftchig her laundry pile. Heather didn't do her own laundry, in case you were wiondering. She has one of the youger students do it for her. As if Heather would do something like her own laundry.

"Maybe I should stay and do some more work." Courtney told hem, turning back to her open book on the desk. The asian girl dropped her basket and slammed the book shut.

"All you do is work, go have fun." She said it as if it was an order.

"Come on." Lindsay cried, grabbing Courtney's hand and dragging her towards the door. Linsay wasn;t a tracker, but she was friends with Courtney, and on occasion's Heather, too.

"I threw myself into my work so I wouldn't have to face up to the facts." Courtney admitted. "I didn't want to be a Tracker." Heather snorted. "When I saw my friends again, I realized what I had been doing for the whole year...I had been pushing my feelings further and further away."

The raven haired anagonist walked into her dorm room happy as could be, until she saw the view. Courtney and Lindsay didn't even achknowledge her.

"What are you doing?" Heather asked, watching the two girls pack.

"Leaving." Courtney said clamly, not even bothering to stop folding the clothes.

"WHAT!" Heather yelled. "Why are you leaving?"

"I don't want to be a tracker anymore." Courtney answered. Lindsay placed the last of the contents into the final suitcase and began zipping up the other two. Courtey closed the final one whilst Heather tried to come to terms with what she had just been told.

"You can't just get up and leave me for those pathetic losers you call friends." Heather told Courtney sternly. "We're halfway through training!" Courtney stopped and turned to Heather.

"Being a tracker isn't who I am." The brunette grabbed one of the suicases and started walking towards the door. "I'm going back to my old life." She pushed her way past Heather and into the corridor outisde their dorm room.

"You can't do this!" Heather whined, following her ex-roommate outside the room.

"Watch me." Courtney walked off, with Lindsay hot on her trail carrying the other two bags.

"You brought this on yourself." Courtney told Heather.

"I never told you to leave." Heather quickly replied. Tears were starting to build up in her eyes and her voice was not as mean sounding as it should have been.

"But you swore you'd get me back." Courtney told Heather.

"What will it take to get you out of my life?" Heather asked. She was so fed up of Courtney interfering in all of her plans. She just wanted things back to the way things used to be.

"Just stop coming back for more." Courtney replied. That was the obvious thing. Heather always came back for more. More revenge, more hate, more everything. But everyone just wanted it to stop.

"I was thinking more along the lines of killing you..."

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You may thank my school for me being here right now...The stupid school system couldn't have been more fucked up! Grr...School made me get up at 7:15, to get to school by 8:30, to tell me that I shouldn't have been in school until 2:05...GRRR! So...I spent an hour doing some English Lit. revision, then some Spanish revision...I don't even take Spanish...-_-

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