Holding on to the Rooftops- Transformations



Shelby sighed as she followed behind Daisy. She closed her eyes and tried to think back to the happier times. She smiled as she focused on a memory of her and Scott on the docks. It was just getting good when Shelby was yanked from her relaxing memory.

"Daisy," Shelby said annoyed as she rubbed her the part of her stomach that Daisy's elbow had collided with. "Why'd you stop?"

Daisy turned around and shot her a glare and then nodded towards Peter who has standing on the edge of a cliff. Shelby just shook her head and waited for Peter to give them their assignments.

"Okay Cliffhangers," Peter said turning around. "Here's how it is going to go, we will walk for another day where I have a truck waiting for me. Once we're there I'll drive home and you guys will be heading on your way back. You must all work as a team to get home. You have to use your brain as well. Does everyone understand?"

David laughed and everyone looked at him- waiting for an explanation. "This is too easy Peter. I have to say, I'm disappointed in you."

"Yeah man, there has to be some whacked twist you're going to throw in there," Auggie said looking at Peter suspiciously.

Peter smiled. "I'm glad you asked. You see, this is kind of like a buddy hike back. Only with 4 people, Juliette, Daisy, Auggie, and David. Aubrey and Shelby will make sure you guys don't cheat. I know one of you is sure to complain that it's not fair but I haven't had problems from either of them," Peter paused and then shot them all a pleading look. "I'm just so disappointed, what happened to the Cliffhangers?"

The rest of the hike went on in silence as Shelby silently contemplated Peter's question. She had pondered it a time or two herself but still hadn't come up with the answer. Shelby shook her head, maybe it wasn't the Cliffhangers who were changing, maybe it was her.



Sappy pathetic little me
That was the girl I used to be
You had me on my knees

I'd trade places with you any day
I never thought you could be that way
But you looked like me on Sunday

You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
Oh sure you've changed from yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you well… so well

You're trying my shoes on for a change
They look so good but fit so strange
Out of fashion, so I can complain

I know who I am, but who are you?
You're not looking like you used to
You're on the other side of the mirror
So nothing is looking quite as clear
Thank you for turning on the lights
Thank you, now you're the paradise
I didn't think you had it in you
And now you're looking like I used to!

You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
And you want me badly
You cannot have me
I thought I knew you
But I've got a new view
I thought I knew you well… oh well



"It would appear to me that your mind isn't really on this little hike," a deep, southern voice said from behind Shelby.

"Well what can I say, I'm not," Shelby said turning to face Aubrey who had a large grin on his ever adorable face.

"And who could blame a pretty thing like you? I bet you're thinking about the next heart you're gonna break."

"If only," Shelby said simply trying to avoid the subject.

"How 'bout you come sit by the fire and tell me about it?" Shelby was hesitant to answer. "It's no big deal, just a little talking by the fireside. Where I come from that's just called getting to know someone."

Shelby laughed and felt the load on her shoulders get a little lighter. "Sure, why not."

Shelby followed Aubrey over to the deserted fire. Peter was contemplating in his car and the other four fugitives were sitting in a tent fighting. Shelby didn't mind it; she was ready to tell someone her troubles. "Well, you see Scott, he left. And then Daisy had some problem that she was going to solve, and I was going to help her with… but things only got worst from there. So basically the only four people I have left to help me deal with the emptiness of Scott have… gone mental basically. Now there's no one to talk to that understands and everything has just…"

"…changed," Aubrey finished for her. Shelby nodded slightly feeling tears trembling on the edge of her lashes. "Yeah, change… it sucks a lot of the time, especially when you're not expecting it. But change can be good sometimes too."

Shelby remembered a time when Daisy had told her the change about to come her way didn't have to be bad- what a load of crap. Shelby shook her head slightly, sending tears slivering down her cheek. Aubrey attentively wrapped a muscular arm around Shelby. Spiraling her into her shattered memory of safety. "Safety," Shelby mused allowed. "What's that?"

Aubrey didn't say anything and instead stared into the fire as if deep in thought. "Just a false promise," Aubrey said finally. "Just like everything else."

Shelby looked up at him and he stared into her eyes. "Shelby, I don't know what's happened in your life but nothing promised is ever for sure. Don't ever forget that."

Shelby stood up abruptly feeling a new wave of tears coming on. "I wish I could," she said walking away.



Author's Note: What'd ya think? Yeah… well I would like to have that documented so please submit a review. Thank you ever so much. In any case, I promise I will post much sooner. Also, I have a new story out called, "Can't Get You Out of My Head." It has nothing to do with the song by that annoying Kylie Minogue (Sorry if you like her). So, yeah, you could check that out… or not, you know whatever, it's your funeral… or is it your life? I dunno… I'm tired, goodnight.