Well this story is hopefully gonna be a good one. It's the future.
Things you should know before reading this story:
1. Caitie and Jamie have already both graduated (spelling.)
2. I'm a terrible speller. This has nothing to do with the story but i need to let you know that.
3. Jamie and Caitie had some kind of relationship.
4. This story will have more than one part. more chapters or something to that effect.
5. I'm insane. Doesn't help the story at all...but very true. And i don't own In A Heartbeat. Don't
sue.
Denial
Chapter one of Convincing
Jamie sat in his apartment. Shock made the room spin. Jamie's mind wandered. He didn't know what
to think. What to do. How should he handle this? He grabbed the phone, gripping it tightly. Jamie
punched in Val's number.
"Helloooo?" A familiar voice answered.
"Val? It's Jamie." Jamie leaned back on his mother's old couch. He remembered how happy he was
when she gave it to him. That emotion would have been a nice one at the moment.
"Jamie. Hi!" Val smiled. She wondered why Jamie was calling her. He'd never really done that before.
"Val, is it true? About Caitie?" Jamie held his breath. Maybe this was all a bad dream. A sick joke.
Anything would have been better.
"No. It's true." Val's voice had changed. It sounded sadder (is that a word..it sounds a little
if-y). and upset. Maybe even a little strained. Jamie exhaled. His shoulders fell. It wasn't a
dream. Now it was a nightmare.
Val knocked lightly on the dark wood door. The hallway was poorly lit. Val wondered if it was for
mood or just because the land lady was poor. Jamie stood up and glanced at himself in the mirror.
He smoothed his shirt and ran a hand through his black spikes. He stepped shakily toward the door.
As soon as it was open, Val wrapped her arms around him. She had on platforms and was about 2 inches
shorter than Jamie.
"Jamie. I'm sorry." Val said softly.
"It's okay." Jamie whispered into her hair. He pulled away and tried to smile.
"Have you talked to her?" Val asked. She sat down on the old couch and crossed her legs. Jamie
sat down in a hand me down arm chair across from her.
"No. Have you?"
"Yeah she called me last night and told me. I can't believe she's moving. I..I just can't believe
it." Jamie nodded sadly and sighed. His first and only true love was moving away. Not just away
but really away. Caitie was going to France to go to an art school. For 5 years.
The whole gang had graduated and moved on. Everyone had gotten other jobs and gone to different
colleges. They were growing up..and apart. Jamie had played the denial game until this had happened.
Now he knew it wasn't a game anymore. Hank had really gone to medical school in Iowa. Tyler was
really living in the dorms at the nearby university. Val was really studying to become a nerosurgeon.
Caitie was really leaving for an art school practically on the other side of the world. And Jamie
really had no idea what he was doing with his life.
"It's too weird. I don't know what to think. I mean, it seems like it was just yesterday that we
were all at the same school. But it was really 3 years ago." Jamie said. Val could sense that he
was thinking about he and Caitie right after high school. The relationship that had taken everyone
by a little surprise. It'd been incredibly serious. Everyone thought they'd be married before
their jobs stopped being entry level. But the painful break up that never really healed surprised
everyone every more. Jamie was hurt and so was Caitie. He didn't know why they broke up. He still
loved Caitie. He knew he always would.
Caitie sighed as she set down another Jamie memento (sp). She sat down on her bed. Caitie felt
the tears collecting on her dark eyelashes, threatening to fall. She gulped down a sob and stuffed
the teddybear holding a heart reading I Love You into a small box filled with things of the like.
This was too hard. Too painful. Everything screamed Jamie. Everything hurt. Caitie bit her bottom
lip and sniff. She quickly grabbed the pamphlet for Shato's School of the Arts in France. It was
so far away. Caitie looked at the pictures for the umpteenth time. Why was she doing this? But deep
down, she knew. It was too put the past A.K.A Jamie behind her. So if behind her meant hundreds
of miles, so be it. It was what she thought she needed to do.
Caitie's mind wandered. Jamie seemed to be in every thought, every memory. He was like some huge
block her brain couldn't move around. Caitie shook the thoughts of her lost love out of her head
and picked up another shirt. "Packing." She said aloud to herself. "Just keep packing."
Things you should know before reading this story:
1. Caitie and Jamie have already both graduated (spelling.)
2. I'm a terrible speller. This has nothing to do with the story but i need to let you know that.
3. Jamie and Caitie had some kind of relationship.
4. This story will have more than one part. more chapters or something to that effect.
5. I'm insane. Doesn't help the story at all...but very true. And i don't own In A Heartbeat. Don't
sue.
Denial
Chapter one of Convincing
Jamie sat in his apartment. Shock made the room spin. Jamie's mind wandered. He didn't know what
to think. What to do. How should he handle this? He grabbed the phone, gripping it tightly. Jamie
punched in Val's number.
"Helloooo?" A familiar voice answered.
"Val? It's Jamie." Jamie leaned back on his mother's old couch. He remembered how happy he was
when she gave it to him. That emotion would have been a nice one at the moment.
"Jamie. Hi!" Val smiled. She wondered why Jamie was calling her. He'd never really done that before.
"Val, is it true? About Caitie?" Jamie held his breath. Maybe this was all a bad dream. A sick joke.
Anything would have been better.
"No. It's true." Val's voice had changed. It sounded sadder (is that a word..it sounds a little
if-y). and upset. Maybe even a little strained. Jamie exhaled. His shoulders fell. It wasn't a
dream. Now it was a nightmare.
Val knocked lightly on the dark wood door. The hallway was poorly lit. Val wondered if it was for
mood or just because the land lady was poor. Jamie stood up and glanced at himself in the mirror.
He smoothed his shirt and ran a hand through his black spikes. He stepped shakily toward the door.
As soon as it was open, Val wrapped her arms around him. She had on platforms and was about 2 inches
shorter than Jamie.
"Jamie. I'm sorry." Val said softly.
"It's okay." Jamie whispered into her hair. He pulled away and tried to smile.
"Have you talked to her?" Val asked. She sat down on the old couch and crossed her legs. Jamie
sat down in a hand me down arm chair across from her.
"No. Have you?"
"Yeah she called me last night and told me. I can't believe she's moving. I..I just can't believe
it." Jamie nodded sadly and sighed. His first and only true love was moving away. Not just away
but really away. Caitie was going to France to go to an art school. For 5 years.
The whole gang had graduated and moved on. Everyone had gotten other jobs and gone to different
colleges. They were growing up..and apart. Jamie had played the denial game until this had happened.
Now he knew it wasn't a game anymore. Hank had really gone to medical school in Iowa. Tyler was
really living in the dorms at the nearby university. Val was really studying to become a nerosurgeon.
Caitie was really leaving for an art school practically on the other side of the world. And Jamie
really had no idea what he was doing with his life.
"It's too weird. I don't know what to think. I mean, it seems like it was just yesterday that we
were all at the same school. But it was really 3 years ago." Jamie said. Val could sense that he
was thinking about he and Caitie right after high school. The relationship that had taken everyone
by a little surprise. It'd been incredibly serious. Everyone thought they'd be married before
their jobs stopped being entry level. But the painful break up that never really healed surprised
everyone every more. Jamie was hurt and so was Caitie. He didn't know why they broke up. He still
loved Caitie. He knew he always would.
Caitie sighed as she set down another Jamie memento (sp). She sat down on her bed. Caitie felt
the tears collecting on her dark eyelashes, threatening to fall. She gulped down a sob and stuffed
the teddybear holding a heart reading I Love You into a small box filled with things of the like.
This was too hard. Too painful. Everything screamed Jamie. Everything hurt. Caitie bit her bottom
lip and sniff. She quickly grabbed the pamphlet for Shato's School of the Arts in France. It was
so far away. Caitie looked at the pictures for the umpteenth time. Why was she doing this? But deep
down, she knew. It was too put the past A.K.A Jamie behind her. So if behind her meant hundreds
of miles, so be it. It was what she thought she needed to do.
Caitie's mind wandered. Jamie seemed to be in every thought, every memory. He was like some huge
block her brain couldn't move around. Caitie shook the thoughts of her lost love out of her head
and picked up another shirt. "Packing." She said aloud to herself. "Just keep packing."