I don't own the characters or the show

I don't own the characters or the show.

--Chapter- 9.

Mom drove Clu home at the end of the hour like she promised she would. I suppose they just watched TV and played cards or something simple like that. I had went to my room a few minutes after Carey left, unable handling be in the room with him. Annie was fast sleep and snoring softly. Because of that I had to be extra quiet not to disturb her. Having a "sister" was great, having a roommate wasn't. I couldn't image us both being on tour together, the bedroom barely fits one person, two would be impossible. So if I came back Annie would have to go.

Coming back was something I had been debating with myself since before I left Aunt Miranda's house. I loved her, the girls, heck even Morris had grown on me, and I truly felt apart of the family. But they weren't my family. Part of me wanted to return to them, let things be like before, with the exception of the weird stuff. Melinda and Maggie had become for attached to me, and me to them; how could I just leave them? It was a very difficult decision, but I now felt I knew the solution. To do what was agreed before I had come in the first place. Just to stay for the school term and Annie would return to her parents who must likely would be in South Africa. The school term would be over in three month. Yet would I be able to handle seeing Clu nearly everyday? That's assuming he doesn't get thrown in jail.

I turned my computer on; this was an actual computer not a laptop. I still had the laptop and used it quite frequently, but sometimes you want a bigger screen to look on. I looked at my usual sites, no new or interesting updates had been made since my last visit the night before. Usually I can easily find something to read or look at, but I wasn't really in the mood. Just as I was about to sign off my buddy list chimed, Tad was on. He's not on that often, at least never when I'm on. And when he's on half the time he's really busy and can't chat for longer than 3 minutes. But he's my friend and I try to make a point to say hello to them whenever I can.

FionaSW – Hey Tad! Long time no see.

YCCMA – Oh hello Fi. Yes it's been awhile. How are you?

I was prepared just to say fine, move the conversation on into current event topics or even the weather. I just had an urge to spill the whole story out, free myself from this guilt. I could only talk to my family and friends in a limited way because they won't understand, but more importantly I didn't want them to know how I felt. Tad wasn't family. He was a friend that lived about a thousand miles away, so he could give me an outsider's opinion.

FionaSW – In all honesty I'm doing really bad right now.

YCCMA – Why? What's wrong?

So I let it out, told the entire story starting from when my plane landed till this moment. Of my "crazy" fears and feeling torn on how to act. It took me 7 seven minutes to get everything out, Tad didn't interrupt me once; I guess he understood getting it off my chest was a great help. When I was gone I informed him of that and waited for the response. A minute later it came.

YCCMA – God Fiona I'm so sorry. But I think your right. Stick with your gut feeling; it's giving you the answer. I'm not going to say your foolish if you never reunine your friendship with Clu. Or will I judge you if you forgive and forget like everyone else seems to have. Sweetie you must do what you feel is right. And I know this sounds corny but listen to your heart.

FionaSW – But for what reason I am so on edge whatever Clu is mentioned or when I see him?

YCCMA – Because he became a new person, someone you'll have to learn to know over time, if you choose to. It takes a lot for somebody to earn your trust and you lost that from him.

FionaSW – Hey I suppose you're right. Thanks Tad.

YCCMA – No trouble at all. Well I have to get going. Tell everybody hey for me. Let me know how everything works out.

FionaSW – Ok bye.

I knew that say hi everybody was really say hey to your mom, but he's too shy to say that. Tad reminds me of a little schoolboy trying desperately to face his crush. The talk did help me, even though the solution remained the same, just knowing someone understood was a great help. I sighed off and turned the computer off, and changed for bed. Just as I was pulling back the covers to my bed my mom poked her head in.

"Good your awake."

"Hi." We were both whispering because of Annie.

"So what is on the agenda for tomorrow, huh?"

"I would like to go to Franklin Park for awhile." That was my favorite place when I was little, I can faintly remember my dad pushing me on the swings.

"Ok, we haven't been there in awhile. After dinner we were invited to a little party so make sure you have a decent outfit."

"Who's house?"

"Glen's, his parents 50th anniversary." Glen was the drummer in the band, I had only spoke to him a few times.

"The whole band and their families will be there. Including all of the Bells."

"Sounds good. Night mom I love you." That terrible oh no feeling was back stronger than ever when I was told Clu would be at the party.