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did own them.Laguna would be mine!!!!!
Chapter 2: Homecoming and Leaving
Cleo opened her eyes the next morning early than she usually does. The sun hadn't even risen threw the curtains of her room. She rolled over from her side onto her back and stared at the ceiling. The clock on the wall said just after 5 am, even though the door was shut she could her nurse getting there day started. She closed her eyes and ignored all of the outside sounds if anyone looked in they would think she was still sleeping.
What did it mean? She thought, and who was that guy. She tired hard to remember the dream she had that night, never before has she ever had a dream like that. It was very vivid and she cold still remembers most of it, but it was staring to fade. What she did remember was the young man. He wasn't doing anything but staring at her, or at lest she thought it was her. He was tall from the looks and lot taller than her. He was dressed in black loose fitting pants with short black boots, his shirt was short sleeved and was blue and white with a cross like design on the front, over all that was a long grey trench like coat unbuttoned. His face was something that she would remember, it was striking and he wasn't smiling, he looked at her with hard green eyes. What stood out most on his face was the scar; it started in the middle of his forehead on his left side and ended just below his eye on the right side. With his blonde hair that was slightly long he looked really good in her opinion, although maybe slightly older than her. In the dream he seemed like he wanted to say something but wasn't able to and it was making him made, pissed really judging by his expression. It was a strange dream to say the lest.
"Well, I'm not gonna get any answers, and it was just a dream so.." She said to herself. She sat up and looked at the clock again; she sighed and flopped back onto her pillow. It was only 5:30, way to early to get up. She wasn't getting discharged until 8am.
"Ahhh.man this sucks. I am so bored. I never get up this early. I shouldn't be awake this early. I don't even get up this early for school. Look, it's so early I'm talking to myself." She laughed at herself, shaking her head she reached for her CD player that was sitting on the nightstand between the two beds. The whole time she was here she never got a roommate, which was weird, but oh well. She had the room all to herself and did enjoy it and since she was talking to herself no one would be waking up. She placed the earphones on her head and picked a CD from her case.
"Hmmm.let's see..Evanescence." She placed it into the player and pushed the one button. She settled in to listen, skipping to her favorite song "Bring Me to Life".
Later that day..like 9am..
"Thank you Mrs. Rainstorm. Now I've made and appointment next week Thursday at 1pm at my office..." The voices faded into the background as Cleo walked away from her foster mom and her personal doctor. They were finishing up with releasing her and whatever else that entailed, mostly boring stuff. She picked up her duffle bag and headed for the automatic doors of the hospital. Stepping into the bright sunshine she looked up before placing her sunglasses on. They were her favorite pair and they cost her only 5 bucks at the flea market, Kim tells her that they looked exactly like Auron's; who ever Auron was, and weather or not she could borrow them, the answer was no.
"Cleo dear, I wish would stay put."
"Sorry, but I wanted to be out and not in" Cleo smiled at her foster mom. Francesca Rainstorm or Frankie to her friends loved Cleo the same as she did her own children. With most of her kids grown and have moved out it was only Cleo, Kim and her youngest son living in the house. Not that it was quite, but with 5 of her kids gone the noise level went done. She hated thinking that Nathan leaves for college in the fall and Kim and Cleo only have one year left until they graduated. She smiled at the smiling blond girl; she was always happy and smiling. These past years have been good for the girl; it pained Frankie to think that her leukemia was coming back. People like Cleo should live the world needed them; she frowned as her thoughts trued dark. Cleo looked at her and made a face knowing full well what Frankie was thinking.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine. So are you going to tell me how you talked Kim out of not coming to get me?" It was only Frankie who came to get Cleo from the hospital.
"Hmmm...I got up at 6am and everyone was over the house by than. I think they were all planning on coming." Cleo giggled at this. As Frankie talked they stowed her bag in the trunk and unlocked the car doors and got in.
'Yes well, Jacob said that I'll go and everyone stays." She paused and thought for a second, "No, he more liked yelled for everyone to calm done and let me take care of things. Good thing we live on a farm or it would have woken the neighbors." Cleo laughed again, Jacob was known to yell to get peoples attention, and it usually worked.
"So, I'm guessing that there will be a welcome home party..I hope Lisabeth made some cake." Cleo said with a smile. She looked out the window watching the scenery. An hour later they pulled into the drive way of Rainstorm Farms, it was a horse breeding farm and Cleo loved it. It was good to be home. As they pulled to the garage everyone came pouring out of the house.
Jacob was leading and behind him was his eldest son Morgan and his wife Lisabeth and there three kids. Jolene was the oldest girl and not yet married, although her mother asked why not. She was carrying the child of her twin brother Joshua with his wife Lynn following behind. Virginia and Nathan came right along with them and bringing up the rear was Kim.
Cleo looked at everyone...god, she thought, please don't let me die.
"Hey! Cleo its time to get some series game play in. Since your have to be resting we can play video games, which will keep you quite. I need to introduce you to the lovely Squall." Kim said to Cleo a few hours later. Cleo was stuffed from all the food she ate and she was lying on the couch with the remote in her hand watching an old sitcom.
"Squall, Isn't he the one you say I act the most like, although how I act like someone that isn't real..." she trailed off knowing what was to come.
"Be still my heart." Kim threw a pillow at Cleo making the other girl fall off the couch. "Never say that, their real I'm telling you. They are just too cool not to be." Kim flung her long over her shoulder and grinned at her friend.
"Whatever.." Cleo said from the floor.
"See.that is so like him."
".."
"There you go again.it's scary."
"Anyway, I'm bored and since everyone is going about there own business I have nothing to do. Mom won't let me go riding until after my doctor's appointment next week." Cleo grumbled from the floor getting up. She dusted her self off; her outfit wasn't something that Kim liked but Cleo on the other hand felt comfortable in it and didn't care what anyone thought. Kim today was wearing a sundress with spaghetti straps and had on sandals. Her long hair was pulled into a hair clip from her face and left hanging down her back. Cleo on the other hand was wearing very baggy denim cargo shorts that went to her knees, white socks and hiking boots and than there was her top. A plain white camisole with a flannel over it unbuttoned; if she moved just right you could see her belly button. A friend of theirs had once asked Cleo why she doesn't get her belly pierced, since she shows it off at lot. Cleo wanted to get a belly ring but Francesca threatened death of some sort if that ever happed, so she didn't have one. Around her neck was a sliver cross and she currently had big sliver hoop earrings. The whole outfit was one of her favorites and she was comfortable in it. Kim of course said it wasn't very girly, but Cleo dressed for comfort and not to show off.
"Lead the way master, teach me all that who know." Cleo said.
"What? You mean you do want to learn how to play a game." Kim exclaimed and guided the girl up the stairs to her room. Cleo looked at Kim's room and sighed, it was a total mess. Cleo may be grunge in the family but her own room was clean, Kim on the other hand had problems keeping her room clean without Cleo's help.
"Didja, miss me or something." Cleo said rolling her eyes. She dropped down onto the bed and waited for Kim to start the game.
"Of course," She answered, and turned on the T.V. and the PS2 and popped in a game labeled Final Fantasy 8.
"What's so great about this game anyway?" Cleo asked looking though the booklet that she had taken out of its case. She stopped when she got to the page with Seifer Almasy on it. Cleo stared at the picture; it felt like she had seen him before. Which was imposable since he wasn't real, but still that dream?
"Oh I love this game; I've played it three times and have beaten it. So.." As Kim was talking, a white blinding light flashed from the T.V.
"What the..." Cleo cried and than everything went dark and she new no more.
Chapter 2: Homecoming and Leaving
Cleo opened her eyes the next morning early than she usually does. The sun hadn't even risen threw the curtains of her room. She rolled over from her side onto her back and stared at the ceiling. The clock on the wall said just after 5 am, even though the door was shut she could her nurse getting there day started. She closed her eyes and ignored all of the outside sounds if anyone looked in they would think she was still sleeping.
What did it mean? She thought, and who was that guy. She tired hard to remember the dream she had that night, never before has she ever had a dream like that. It was very vivid and she cold still remembers most of it, but it was staring to fade. What she did remember was the young man. He wasn't doing anything but staring at her, or at lest she thought it was her. He was tall from the looks and lot taller than her. He was dressed in black loose fitting pants with short black boots, his shirt was short sleeved and was blue and white with a cross like design on the front, over all that was a long grey trench like coat unbuttoned. His face was something that she would remember, it was striking and he wasn't smiling, he looked at her with hard green eyes. What stood out most on his face was the scar; it started in the middle of his forehead on his left side and ended just below his eye on the right side. With his blonde hair that was slightly long he looked really good in her opinion, although maybe slightly older than her. In the dream he seemed like he wanted to say something but wasn't able to and it was making him made, pissed really judging by his expression. It was a strange dream to say the lest.
"Well, I'm not gonna get any answers, and it was just a dream so.." She said to herself. She sat up and looked at the clock again; she sighed and flopped back onto her pillow. It was only 5:30, way to early to get up. She wasn't getting discharged until 8am.
"Ahhh.man this sucks. I am so bored. I never get up this early. I shouldn't be awake this early. I don't even get up this early for school. Look, it's so early I'm talking to myself." She laughed at herself, shaking her head she reached for her CD player that was sitting on the nightstand between the two beds. The whole time she was here she never got a roommate, which was weird, but oh well. She had the room all to herself and did enjoy it and since she was talking to herself no one would be waking up. She placed the earphones on her head and picked a CD from her case.
"Hmmm.let's see..Evanescence." She placed it into the player and pushed the one button. She settled in to listen, skipping to her favorite song "Bring Me to Life".
Later that day..like 9am..
"Thank you Mrs. Rainstorm. Now I've made and appointment next week Thursday at 1pm at my office..." The voices faded into the background as Cleo walked away from her foster mom and her personal doctor. They were finishing up with releasing her and whatever else that entailed, mostly boring stuff. She picked up her duffle bag and headed for the automatic doors of the hospital. Stepping into the bright sunshine she looked up before placing her sunglasses on. They were her favorite pair and they cost her only 5 bucks at the flea market, Kim tells her that they looked exactly like Auron's; who ever Auron was, and weather or not she could borrow them, the answer was no.
"Cleo dear, I wish would stay put."
"Sorry, but I wanted to be out and not in" Cleo smiled at her foster mom. Francesca Rainstorm or Frankie to her friends loved Cleo the same as she did her own children. With most of her kids grown and have moved out it was only Cleo, Kim and her youngest son living in the house. Not that it was quite, but with 5 of her kids gone the noise level went done. She hated thinking that Nathan leaves for college in the fall and Kim and Cleo only have one year left until they graduated. She smiled at the smiling blond girl; she was always happy and smiling. These past years have been good for the girl; it pained Frankie to think that her leukemia was coming back. People like Cleo should live the world needed them; she frowned as her thoughts trued dark. Cleo looked at her and made a face knowing full well what Frankie was thinking.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine. So are you going to tell me how you talked Kim out of not coming to get me?" It was only Frankie who came to get Cleo from the hospital.
"Hmmm...I got up at 6am and everyone was over the house by than. I think they were all planning on coming." Cleo giggled at this. As Frankie talked they stowed her bag in the trunk and unlocked the car doors and got in.
'Yes well, Jacob said that I'll go and everyone stays." She paused and thought for a second, "No, he more liked yelled for everyone to calm done and let me take care of things. Good thing we live on a farm or it would have woken the neighbors." Cleo laughed again, Jacob was known to yell to get peoples attention, and it usually worked.
"So, I'm guessing that there will be a welcome home party..I hope Lisabeth made some cake." Cleo said with a smile. She looked out the window watching the scenery. An hour later they pulled into the drive way of Rainstorm Farms, it was a horse breeding farm and Cleo loved it. It was good to be home. As they pulled to the garage everyone came pouring out of the house.
Jacob was leading and behind him was his eldest son Morgan and his wife Lisabeth and there three kids. Jolene was the oldest girl and not yet married, although her mother asked why not. She was carrying the child of her twin brother Joshua with his wife Lynn following behind. Virginia and Nathan came right along with them and bringing up the rear was Kim.
Cleo looked at everyone...god, she thought, please don't let me die.
"Hey! Cleo its time to get some series game play in. Since your have to be resting we can play video games, which will keep you quite. I need to introduce you to the lovely Squall." Kim said to Cleo a few hours later. Cleo was stuffed from all the food she ate and she was lying on the couch with the remote in her hand watching an old sitcom.
"Squall, Isn't he the one you say I act the most like, although how I act like someone that isn't real..." she trailed off knowing what was to come.
"Be still my heart." Kim threw a pillow at Cleo making the other girl fall off the couch. "Never say that, their real I'm telling you. They are just too cool not to be." Kim flung her long over her shoulder and grinned at her friend.
"Whatever.." Cleo said from the floor.
"See.that is so like him."
".."
"There you go again.it's scary."
"Anyway, I'm bored and since everyone is going about there own business I have nothing to do. Mom won't let me go riding until after my doctor's appointment next week." Cleo grumbled from the floor getting up. She dusted her self off; her outfit wasn't something that Kim liked but Cleo on the other hand felt comfortable in it and didn't care what anyone thought. Kim today was wearing a sundress with spaghetti straps and had on sandals. Her long hair was pulled into a hair clip from her face and left hanging down her back. Cleo on the other hand was wearing very baggy denim cargo shorts that went to her knees, white socks and hiking boots and than there was her top. A plain white camisole with a flannel over it unbuttoned; if she moved just right you could see her belly button. A friend of theirs had once asked Cleo why she doesn't get her belly pierced, since she shows it off at lot. Cleo wanted to get a belly ring but Francesca threatened death of some sort if that ever happed, so she didn't have one. Around her neck was a sliver cross and she currently had big sliver hoop earrings. The whole outfit was one of her favorites and she was comfortable in it. Kim of course said it wasn't very girly, but Cleo dressed for comfort and not to show off.
"Lead the way master, teach me all that who know." Cleo said.
"What? You mean you do want to learn how to play a game." Kim exclaimed and guided the girl up the stairs to her room. Cleo looked at Kim's room and sighed, it was a total mess. Cleo may be grunge in the family but her own room was clean, Kim on the other hand had problems keeping her room clean without Cleo's help.
"Didja, miss me or something." Cleo said rolling her eyes. She dropped down onto the bed and waited for Kim to start the game.
"Of course," She answered, and turned on the T.V. and the PS2 and popped in a game labeled Final Fantasy 8.
"What's so great about this game anyway?" Cleo asked looking though the booklet that she had taken out of its case. She stopped when she got to the page with Seifer Almasy on it. Cleo stared at the picture; it felt like she had seen him before. Which was imposable since he wasn't real, but still that dream?
"Oh I love this game; I've played it three times and have beaten it. So.." As Kim was talking, a white blinding light flashed from the T.V.
"What the..." Cleo cried and than everything went dark and she new no more.