Alright, so... short chapter, very short. Sorry about that. Thanks to montana09 for helping me with this chapter.

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Diary Entry

Date: July 29, 2009

Mood: Don't make me…

Why didn't I just say no? No is an easy word, right? Two letters long, shorter than the word, 'yes'… and easier to say. Also, is the one common word around the world people use; so when you walk around in some foreign country you have no idea of the language, you can just say, no. That last sentence makes no sense whatsoever and I'm writing this entry in pen. A pink pen. I'm going to kill my dad. Really, I am. He losses the last of the black pens and then steals my favorite blue one from my desk and forgets it at work. What the hell? WHY does he ALWAYS have to do that?

Alright, I need to stop ranting. Now and go. To… gah. Can I just go see a movie? Please?

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Cara checked her cell phone for the tenth time in less than a 10 minute span. He said he was going to be there at 2:20 and it was now 2:40. Crossing her arms, she leaned against the railings of the dock and watched people walk by. She decided to give it another 5 minutes and if he didn't show up; his loss. Just as she was going to leave, she heard someone run up and stop next to her.

"Hey."

Cara looked over at Blake and gave a small smile, "Was wondering when you were going to show up." she said and Blake shrugged.

"My mom was making me do a couple things before I left the house and it took longer than expected." Blake explained as they started walking. Cara bit her lip and fidgeted with her bag as the two walked along the pier. As the day wore on, Cara wished she was still home, though Blake was slowly growing on her. They ended up spending most of the day at the beach, talking and kicking a lost soccer ball until some angry looking 6 year old walked over to them, picked up the ball and with a flash of the tongue, walked off.

Cara looked out across the beach, out at the water giving off sparkles in the somewhat setting sun. "I should probably start heading home; Danny and Lindsay said they'd be over for dinner tonight." Blake nodded. "Why don't I walk ya home?" Cara said nothing in response, just turning around to find her slides. She brushed the sand off of them as Blake waited patiently for her. "Alrighty," Cara said as she followed Blake to the boardwalk.

"So ya ready to go back to school?" He asked, sticking his hands in his pocket. Cara shrugged. "Yeah, I mean, its senior year so it will be fun, but I am definitely not looking forward to the stress." Blake nodded. "True,"

Suddenly a pickup truck came barreling down the road. Blake stepped protectively to Cara's side, but Cara stopped and turned around, noticing that the car had slowed down as it drove nearer. "Andrew…" She whispered, confused. Blake studied the stranger as he parked the car and got out. "You know him?" Cara nodded slowly, anger filling up her head.

"Cara," Andrew began, giving a side glance at Blake. "So, found backup for your police officer friend?"

"Andrew, I really don't need-" Cara tried to explain with as much patience as she could sum up

"Shh, It's fine. I just wanted to say hi, but OBVIOUSLY you're busy." He sneered, and the glare that he gave Blake broke the threadbare rope of temperament. Blake stepped forward. "Try me," He said threatening. Andrew staggered forward to meet the challenge. "Beat it, fag."

Cara stared blankly at them as they got into one another's faces.

"Alright, PLEASE stop." But the boys didn't notice, and Andrew raised his hand, swung, and made contact with Blake's jaw. "Goddamn," Cara swore, thinking if she should get involved or not. "STOP!" She yelled, after Blake had damaged Andrew up a little.

She pulled on Blake's arm as Andrew stumbled back, wiping the blood coming from his nose. Andrew just stood there, looking sadly at Cara and then turning around to get back in his car and drive off. Cara ended up dropping Blake off at his house. His jaw was beginning to show signs of being bruised, and Cara sighed as Blake tried to apologize, and then asking if she was available tomorrow evening.

"Listen, Blake, honestly that was really chivalrous of you, but," Cara took a deep breath. "I think I just want to stay friends alright?" Blake's gaze dropped, and he started to shuffle his feet. "Okay," He said reluctantly as Cara quietly said goodbye and left the porch.

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"Here, I'll help," Lindsay said, getting up and walking over to the kitchen sink where Cara was beginning to wash the dishes.

She nodded in thanks as Lindsay started stacking the plates. "What's wrong? You seem awfully quiet…"

Cara shrugged replying with one word. "Men."

Lindsay laughed. "What, Andrew find you again?" Cara nodded. "Along with Blake. And they got into it."

Lindsay set the plate down sharply. "What happened?" Cara shortened up the story, making it seem lamer than it already was. When she was done Lindsay gave a short laugh, and continued stacking the dishes.

"Well I agree with you on 'dumping' him." Cara nodded. "I honestly have just given up on men." Lindsay laughed.

"Just wait until college," Cara nodded again, feeling a little better now that she had said it out loud and she continued to dry the dishes.