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Flashbacks have * in front and behind them
REMEMBER: I said that I wasn't planning on putting Auggie and Shelby togeather. Don't freak out when you read this part.
"To thine own self be true." ~William Shakespear
Auggie hestiated before opening the door to Shelby's room in the infermery. She was curled up under her sheets writing in a leather bound journal that was resting on her lap.She looked so peaceful. It was as if the Shelby that had been with them for the past six months had melted away. He almost didn't want to disturb her, but he needed to know what she wanted them to put in her pack. Slowly, his fingers grazed over the door, until he heard a distinctive knock. She jumped slightly, and glanced at the door. Her tense muscles physically relaxed when her eyes met his. "Hey."
"Hey homegirl, how are you feeling?" Auggie walked in and sat in the vacant cahir next to Shelby's bed. The clipboard Peter had given him had been set at the foot of the bed, bellow Shelby's curled knees.
Shelby closed her journal and shoved it under her pillow. "Been better." She turned to face Auggie's preturbed look. "Don't worry Aug, I've been worse too." Her feet shifted and she noticed the clip board at the end of the bed. "What's that for? You gettin' all organized and everything for the hike?"
A hint of a smile crept onto Auggie's face. "Something like that....Actually I was wondering what you wanted to take on the hike?" He watched as her face fell. "What's wrong?" When she didn't answer he reached out to her and tilted his head up to the light. Tears silantly flowed down her already pale cheeks. "Shell, don't block yourself out now. Tell me what's wrong."
Although she knew that she shouldn't, Shelby reached out and touched his hand. She had felt so many different emotions from him over the months, that she wasn't sure why he was there for her. Out of everyone in the group, Auggie had always been there for her. She couldn't say that about anyone else. Not even Daisy. "I'd rather not talk about it." He gave her a strange look. "Please, don't press it." His face softened and she pulled the clip board into her hands. "So, what all am I allowed to bring?"
"Well I need to know which outfits you want to take so Juliet can pack them." The clipboard slid into his hands smoothly. "She even said that you can use some of hers. You know, because your own might not fit." He looked over the list that Peter had written. "I also need to know which junk food you want, wether or not you want to take a pillow...."
"Just let Daisy pick out my clothes. My tank tops were already tight on me so she can pack whatever she'd like. Make sure you tell her to pack a few of my cover shirts. Sophie would kill me if she found me out of dress code." Her journal had been pulled out from under the pillow. It was passed into Auggie's hands and he had set it on his lap. "Can you try to put that into my pack too? I'm gonna need it to make it through the week. What are my choices from 'junk food land?'"
"Not really sure." Auggie went over the list. "He didn't list it. I think it's pretty much whatever you want he'll get kind of thing. Although he did tell me that you shouldn't ask for something big. He's stocking the cabin with fruits and things that you should prefer eating." They threw each other a disgusted look. "Aparently since you're feeling better, you should eat things that would make JULIET sick." Shelby couldn't help but to laugh. Auggie ran his hand across her cheek and smiled. "I knew you had a smile buried under those tears."
Something clicked in Shelby and she pulled away. "Auggie, stop." They both noticed the akwardness in the situation. "Lets just get back to packing....So who's packing my bag?"
"We decided that since you're not strong enough," Auggie started. He noticed the objection in Shelby's eyes. "We're going to split up you're stuff between Daisy, Ezra, David and I. We figure it'll be easier that way." He put his hand up to her mouth to silance her. "BEFORE you start shouting ever cuss word in the book, and I think you know them, at least let me explain." She nodded and he continued. "We think you need all you're stregnth tomarrow, so we're going to give you and empty pack, it only ways a pound or two, and we'll carry your stuff. Then at the end of the week, if you're strong enough, we'll allow you to carry you're stuff back down."
"You'll allow me?" Shelby just stared at him. "Do I look like I need your permission?" She took the clip board out of his hand again and hit him in the head with it. "I don't need you to tell me what I can do. That's why we have Peter and Sophie." They both laughed. Shelby looked into Auggie's eyes, and saw something there that she hoped she would never see in anyone elses eyes. "Why are you here?" Auggie started spouting his organized version of what she needed to bring and Shelby put her hand to his mouth. "Not what Peter told you to tell me, Auggusto. Why are YOU here for me? God knows I don't deserve it."
"You want the truth?"
"Yeah. That would help."
"Because...I think....In a way.....I think I'm in love with you."
*Don't kill me for this! I'll explain it I swear!!!*
Thank you to all those who have reviewed.
Flashbacks have * in front and behind them
REMEMBER: I said that I wasn't planning on putting Auggie and Shelby togeather. Don't freak out when you read this part.
"To thine own self be true." ~William Shakespear
Auggie hestiated before opening the door to Shelby's room in the infermery. She was curled up under her sheets writing in a leather bound journal that was resting on her lap.She looked so peaceful. It was as if the Shelby that had been with them for the past six months had melted away. He almost didn't want to disturb her, but he needed to know what she wanted them to put in her pack. Slowly, his fingers grazed over the door, until he heard a distinctive knock. She jumped slightly, and glanced at the door. Her tense muscles physically relaxed when her eyes met his. "Hey."
"Hey homegirl, how are you feeling?" Auggie walked in and sat in the vacant cahir next to Shelby's bed. The clipboard Peter had given him had been set at the foot of the bed, bellow Shelby's curled knees.
Shelby closed her journal and shoved it under her pillow. "Been better." She turned to face Auggie's preturbed look. "Don't worry Aug, I've been worse too." Her feet shifted and she noticed the clip board at the end of the bed. "What's that for? You gettin' all organized and everything for the hike?"
A hint of a smile crept onto Auggie's face. "Something like that....Actually I was wondering what you wanted to take on the hike?" He watched as her face fell. "What's wrong?" When she didn't answer he reached out to her and tilted his head up to the light. Tears silantly flowed down her already pale cheeks. "Shell, don't block yourself out now. Tell me what's wrong."
Although she knew that she shouldn't, Shelby reached out and touched his hand. She had felt so many different emotions from him over the months, that she wasn't sure why he was there for her. Out of everyone in the group, Auggie had always been there for her. She couldn't say that about anyone else. Not even Daisy. "I'd rather not talk about it." He gave her a strange look. "Please, don't press it." His face softened and she pulled the clip board into her hands. "So, what all am I allowed to bring?"
"Well I need to know which outfits you want to take so Juliet can pack them." The clipboard slid into his hands smoothly. "She even said that you can use some of hers. You know, because your own might not fit." He looked over the list that Peter had written. "I also need to know which junk food you want, wether or not you want to take a pillow...."
"Just let Daisy pick out my clothes. My tank tops were already tight on me so she can pack whatever she'd like. Make sure you tell her to pack a few of my cover shirts. Sophie would kill me if she found me out of dress code." Her journal had been pulled out from under the pillow. It was passed into Auggie's hands and he had set it on his lap. "Can you try to put that into my pack too? I'm gonna need it to make it through the week. What are my choices from 'junk food land?'"
"Not really sure." Auggie went over the list. "He didn't list it. I think it's pretty much whatever you want he'll get kind of thing. Although he did tell me that you shouldn't ask for something big. He's stocking the cabin with fruits and things that you should prefer eating." They threw each other a disgusted look. "Aparently since you're feeling better, you should eat things that would make JULIET sick." Shelby couldn't help but to laugh. Auggie ran his hand across her cheek and smiled. "I knew you had a smile buried under those tears."
Something clicked in Shelby and she pulled away. "Auggie, stop." They both noticed the akwardness in the situation. "Lets just get back to packing....So who's packing my bag?"
"We decided that since you're not strong enough," Auggie started. He noticed the objection in Shelby's eyes. "We're going to split up you're stuff between Daisy, Ezra, David and I. We figure it'll be easier that way." He put his hand up to her mouth to silance her. "BEFORE you start shouting ever cuss word in the book, and I think you know them, at least let me explain." She nodded and he continued. "We think you need all you're stregnth tomarrow, so we're going to give you and empty pack, it only ways a pound or two, and we'll carry your stuff. Then at the end of the week, if you're strong enough, we'll allow you to carry you're stuff back down."
"You'll allow me?" Shelby just stared at him. "Do I look like I need your permission?" She took the clip board out of his hand again and hit him in the head with it. "I don't need you to tell me what I can do. That's why we have Peter and Sophie." They both laughed. Shelby looked into Auggie's eyes, and saw something there that she hoped she would never see in anyone elses eyes. "Why are you here?" Auggie started spouting his organized version of what she needed to bring and Shelby put her hand to his mouth. "Not what Peter told you to tell me, Auggusto. Why are YOU here for me? God knows I don't deserve it."
"You want the truth?"
"Yeah. That would help."
"Because...I think....In a way.....I think I'm in love with you."
*Don't kill me for this! I'll explain it I swear!!!*