Part 3
*Serena*
Serena couldn't believe it. All she could do
was stare at the note and her once beautiful flowers.
She started shaking. She couldn't help it. She didn't
know what they could do to her but she knew it wouldn't
be good. She started crying for the umpteenth time that
day. She felt Darien behind her and turned to look at
him. His face was set with worry for her. She was
shaking so hard that she couldn't think. She fell
against him for support, and let him hold her in his
arms.
"Darien what am I to do?"
"I don't know. But don't worry. We'll think of
something."
But all Serena could think about was the fear she felt.
She couldn't help it. She kept thinking about how
horrible her life was. About how alone she was.
Suddenly she felt a hand on her face. It was almost
like he could read her mind. She looked up again and
smiled at Darien.
"You're right. We'll think of something. I'm sure of
it."
Pushing slightly away so she could move her arms, she
gave him a quick hug and then walked back to her desk.
"I just wish they hadn't destroyed the flowers. I
really liked them. It's just like before. O well, I
better get this cleaned up."
"I'm going to go. I will see you tomorrow mourning ok?"
"Ok. That's fine. Goodnight."
"'Night."
**************************
The next mourning Serena awoke, at first not
remembering what had happened the day before. Sitting
up she looked around, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
Suddenly it all came back to her. Groaning she fell
back onto her bed.
"I was hoping it was all a dream. No, a night mare,"
she said to no one. Once again she sat up and got ready
for the day. Gathering up her things, she walked down
the hall to the showers. Realizing she was up a little
earlier then usual she walked a little faster hoping
she would have to wait for a shower to open. Rounding
the corner she saw no one waiting around.
"Yes" She thought as she opened the door. Quickly she
got into the first opened shower and started washing
her hair. While rinsing it out she heard the door open
again. Listening she heard the voices of Jennifer and
Shana.
"I still can't figure out how that ball was bouncing,"
said Shana.
"Will you drop it? It was just some trick to scare us
away. What I can't believe is why Memory didn't run
with the rest of us," snapped Jen.
"Maybe she was in on it."
"That could be it. Maybe her friend helped her. Like
she really has any friends."
"Defiantly. Who would want to be friends with Memory?"
"I'm getting so sick of her. I wish there was something
we could do with her."
Serena stood listening to they till they got into their
showers. After they did she got out and dressed as fast
as she could. Heading back to her room she thought over
what they said. "I am just going to have to watch my
step," she thought to herself as she entered her room.
Opening the door she looked to see Darien's legs in
front of her.
"Yikes! Darien what are you doing? Trying to give me a
heart attack?" she asked as she looked up at him.
"I figured since you just showered you didn't want to
be covered in flour."
"Flour?" Looking towards her door she saw a medium
sized bucket of flour sitting up on her door.
"Thanks Darien. I owe you."
"Yea I know. I am the best aren't I?"
"What ever. I just overheard Jen and Shana talking
about me. They're planning something. I left before I
heard what though. I didn't want to get caught. I doubt
that you will come to my rescue in the girls' shower
room."
"That I would hesitate on yes. You are just going to
have to watch it."
"That is what I was thinking."
She was quiet for a while. She sat down on her floor
next to her bad and pulled out her small suitcase.
Opening it up she got out her locket and listened to it
play for a while.
"It really is a lovely song."
"I know Darien. I wish I could remember how I got it.
Was it a present? Or maybe my grandmother passed it
down to me. Did my mother used to own it before she
died? I just wish I knew. It truly isn't fair."
"I know."
"No you don't know. You have memories. They might just
be of hanging out here for 400 years, but at least you
have memories. Me, I only have the memories of being
alone. And those are not memories I wish to have."
"Well maybe if you would stop feeling sorry for
yourself you would be able to have some pleasant
memories. Your attitude is not making anything better.
You need to tough it up and go on. Otherwise your going
to live your life feeling sorry for yourself, and no
one is going want to be friends with you cause you can
only think of yourself."
Serena shot a look his way. What she saw shocked her.
Darien was standing, glaring at her. He had meant every
word and she knew it.
"Darien I know. I know. But it's hard. I just don't
think I can do it."
"You can, and I can help. I'm your friend remember? And
I say you can. And you know I am never wrong."
"Your right. At least on the parts about me needing to
try, and you being my friend. Now on the always right
part…"
"Hey! Have I ever been wrong?"
"Um let me think."
She knew so far that he had not been wrong on much. But
she didn't want him to know that. She needed time to
come up with something. Right before she opened her
mouth to answer him the bell for breakfast rang.
"Well I got to go. I will tell you after breakfast. See
you."
With that she dashed down the hall giggling at the last
look on his face. It was sort of a
surprised/confused/annoyed looked. Half way to the
dinning room he caught up with her.
"You know that wasn't very nice."
"What?"
"Running like that. If you can't find an answer to a
question then you should say so. See like I said I am
always right."
"Who says I don't have answer? Just because I don't
tell you right away doesn't mean that I don't have
answer. I am aloud to take my time aren't I?
"No your not. I want an answer and I would like it…"
When he had stopped talking, Serena looked to see what
was wrong. Looking down the hall She saw Jen heading
her way. Not was that alone a problem, but she had seen
Darien too.
"Memory how are you? I was looking for you. I hoped to
catch you this mourning before you took your shower.
But I guessed I missed you."
"I took mine pretty early this mourning. You probably
were just getting ready when I got out."
Serena could tell she wasn't listening. She was to busy
staring at Darien.
"Hello. My name is Jen. What's yours?" she said as she
held her hand. When he didn't take it she placed it
back at her side.
"My name is Darien."
"Well Darien are you new here? I mean that has got to
be the reason you're hanging out with Memory here."
"Memory? Oh you mean Serena. And no I have been here
for a while."
"You have? I haven't seen you around."
"Well I am not exactly living here…" after he had said
that Serena had to control her giggling. She couldn't
give him away. But she did smile at the statement. But
as expected Jen ignored her completely.
"Oh are you visiting or something like that."
"Something like that. Come on Serena we are going to be
late for breakfast. Bye Jen." He said as he grabbed her
hand and started down the hall.
"Yea, bye Jen," Serena called out.
"Darien wait a sec," called out Jen.
*Darien*
"Darien wait a sec."
But he didn't. He kept going dragging Serena behind
him. Closer to the dinning room he slowed and let her
go.
"Darien that was close. Too close."
"No not really. As long as I'm careful nothing will
happen."
"I guess your right. You just better be right. How am I
supposed to explain a ghost?"
"Keep it down. Want to whole place to hear you. Go get
your breakfast. I will save you a seat. Since I have
been seen might as well use it to our advantage."
"Sure why not. Be back in a minute."
He watched her get into line. Turning he walked over to
their usual spot and sat down. Hearing voices behind
him he turned to see Jen and her friends.
"Hey Darien, mind if we sit with you."
"I don't care. Do what you want."
Shana and Kevin sat opposite of Darien and Jen went to
sit next to him. When she started to pull out the chair
Darien put his hand on it.
"This seat is saved for Serena."
"Why would you save Memory a seat? She is just a little
nobody," said Jen.
"Jen's right. She's nothing." Added Shana.
"Well she isn't nothing to me. She's my friend, and I'm
hers'."
"Fine," said Jen as she pulled up a chair next to
Shana. A few minutes later Serena walked up, and
looking slightly confused she sat down next to Darien.
"Jen, Shana, Kevin what are you doing here?"
"Eating breakfast. Darien said we could sit here," said
Shana.
"He did? Well ok."
They ate in silence, while Darien watched them. He
noticed how Jen would look up and at him then at
Serena, then at him again. Shana was also looking at
him studying him. Kevin just sat there and would
occasionally look up at Serena. Sometimes he would give
Darien a hard studied look. Finally Darien couldn't
take the silence.
"So how long have you guys been here? If you don't mind
me asking."
""I have been here since I was ten. So that would make
six years for me," said Jen.
"Shana and I have been here for about 4 ½ years," said
Kevin.
"So Darien, Jen tells us your visiting? Who?" Asked
Shana.
"Well I am um visiting family who lives down the street
from here."
That was close. But it worked for a story. It wouldn't
be hard to lie about since the houses were about a ½ a
mile down the street, and no one would be able to ask
about him. And if he had to leave all he would need to
do is go down the street a little, disappear, and then
float back. "Good idea" he thought to himself.
"So how long are you staying?" Asked Jen.
"Um I am not quit sure. I am staying with grandparents,
and helping them around the house. So I might be
staying a while."
"Really? How neat. But why are you here so early?"
"Well yesterday Serena here invited me to stay the day,
so I surprised her and showed up early. Technically I
wasn't supposed to be here till after breakfast."
"Yes it was some surprised when I walked into my room
this mourning and found him in there. But it turned out
to be a good thing," said Serena.
Darien noticed at that point that the three looked a
little nervous. Glancing at Serena he saw that she saw
it too.
"Want to know something else?" she asked them.
"What?" Said Jen slowly.
"Well, when I was coming into my room Darien was
standing on a chair right inside my door. It turned out
that some one had put a bowl of flour on my door to
dump on me when I opened it. It must have been some of
the younger kids who think it would have been funny.
Don't you guys think so?"
He had to grin. The look on their faces was too much.
He could tell that they knew she knew. He watched them
look at each other before turning back to Serena.
"Um yea it probably was some of the ten year olds. I
mean who would do that besides kids. Right Memory?"
"You know I hate when you call me that. My name is
Serena. Not Memory. I mean it starting to look like I
am not the only one with a memory problem. Come on
Darien. Lets go."
He stood up and left with her. A quick look behind him
got him a glance at 3 very confused people sitting at
the table.
"I'm impressed," he said to Serena out in the hall.
"About what?"
"You acutely snapped back at them. That was a first."
"Well they were making me mad. Acting like idiots, and
the way Jen and Shana were drooling over you was enough
for me."
"I wouldn't say they were drooling, and besides I saw
Kevin glance your way a few times."
"Like I would care. And they were drooling. So now that
you're here visiting for the day, what would you to
do?"
"Lets go outside. It is very nice out today."
"Sure, why not."
They headed outside, in the back. He was right, it was
nice out and soon found something to do. Behind the
house, besides there being a garden was a small field
where the kids were aloud to play. They walked towards
the end of the field where trees and wild grew. They
spent time picking flowers and sitting in the shade.
They made some small talk, but usually when he was
around they did talk much, in fear of being over heard.
They had gotten in the habit of just being together. It
wasn't had to waste time, and for the most part they
were unbothered. Darien expected Jen and her friends to
show sometimes or another but they never did.
"You know Serena I just realized something."
"What?"
"I don't think it was such a good idea to get upset
with Jen."
"I know. I have been thinking about it too. But unlike
I think was a good idea. I mean I can't let get away
with being a brat. I think this is a step in the right
direction. Even if it does get me in trouble, I think I
just need to stand up. Besides it is a lot easier with
you there. You gave me the confidence."
"But I didn't say anything."
"No, but you were there. I knew you where there if I
needed you, and you won't let anything happen to a
friend right?"
"I guess I can't. I mean if something happened to you
who would I talk to?"
"Is that all you need me here for?" she asked as she
looked at him sad eyes. He knew this girl was a good
actor, and sometimes he couldn't tell real from fake.
This was on of those times.
"Of course not," he had decided to go with the fact
that she acting, "I need you so I can impress someone
with me tricks, and its fun to try and scare you. You
always know I am there. It has become a real task."
Wrong choice. She took a step away from him and turned
her back to him.
"Well," she said quietly, "If that is all I am good for
then maybe you should go find some one else who would
enjoy the job, cause I don't want it anymore!"
She started to walk away. He couldn't believe it. He
was only teasing her.
"Serena wait. I was only teasing. I didn't..."
"You know that's all I ever get. Everyone has got to
tease me. I mean I am only poor little Memory who can't
remember anything, can't even remember the common sense
that tells her that she has been making a fool of
herself, believing that someone would want to be her
friend."
She was crying. He couldn't stand the fact that he had
made her cry. He had never wanted to hurt her. Quickly
before she could walk away from him he wrapped his arms
around her. At first she struggled to get away pushing
against his chest with her hands but he wouldn't let
her go hurting. Finally she stopped trying to pull away
and let him hold her, her head resting on his chest,
and her hands held against her own. He stood there, his
arms wrapped around her for a while before he spoke.
"Serena I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.
I really didn't mean anything by it. If I had known you
were serious I would have said that I need you because
you are my friend, my only friend. I need you to talk
to yes, but I also like being with because I enjoy our
company, and listening to you talk."
She looked up at him, her face still had tears on it
but she had stopped crying. She gave him a small smile
but it reached her beautiful eyes. That is when he
noticed one last tear fall. Acting before he knew what
he was doing, he leaned down and kissed her tear away.
End Part 3
*Serena*
Serena couldn't believe it. All she could do
was stare at the note and her once beautiful flowers.
She started shaking. She couldn't help it. She didn't
know what they could do to her but she knew it wouldn't
be good. She started crying for the umpteenth time that
day. She felt Darien behind her and turned to look at
him. His face was set with worry for her. She was
shaking so hard that she couldn't think. She fell
against him for support, and let him hold her in his
arms.
"Darien what am I to do?"
"I don't know. But don't worry. We'll think of
something."
But all Serena could think about was the fear she felt.
She couldn't help it. She kept thinking about how
horrible her life was. About how alone she was.
Suddenly she felt a hand on her face. It was almost
like he could read her mind. She looked up again and
smiled at Darien.
"You're right. We'll think of something. I'm sure of
it."
Pushing slightly away so she could move her arms, she
gave him a quick hug and then walked back to her desk.
"I just wish they hadn't destroyed the flowers. I
really liked them. It's just like before. O well, I
better get this cleaned up."
"I'm going to go. I will see you tomorrow mourning ok?"
"Ok. That's fine. Goodnight."
"'Night."
**************************
The next mourning Serena awoke, at first not
remembering what had happened the day before. Sitting
up she looked around, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
Suddenly it all came back to her. Groaning she fell
back onto her bed.
"I was hoping it was all a dream. No, a night mare,"
she said to no one. Once again she sat up and got ready
for the day. Gathering up her things, she walked down
the hall to the showers. Realizing she was up a little
earlier then usual she walked a little faster hoping
she would have to wait for a shower to open. Rounding
the corner she saw no one waiting around.
"Yes" She thought as she opened the door. Quickly she
got into the first opened shower and started washing
her hair. While rinsing it out she heard the door open
again. Listening she heard the voices of Jennifer and
Shana.
"I still can't figure out how that ball was bouncing,"
said Shana.
"Will you drop it? It was just some trick to scare us
away. What I can't believe is why Memory didn't run
with the rest of us," snapped Jen.
"Maybe she was in on it."
"That could be it. Maybe her friend helped her. Like
she really has any friends."
"Defiantly. Who would want to be friends with Memory?"
"I'm getting so sick of her. I wish there was something
we could do with her."
Serena stood listening to they till they got into their
showers. After they did she got out and dressed as fast
as she could. Heading back to her room she thought over
what they said. "I am just going to have to watch my
step," she thought to herself as she entered her room.
Opening the door she looked to see Darien's legs in
front of her.
"Yikes! Darien what are you doing? Trying to give me a
heart attack?" she asked as she looked up at him.
"I figured since you just showered you didn't want to
be covered in flour."
"Flour?" Looking towards her door she saw a medium
sized bucket of flour sitting up on her door.
"Thanks Darien. I owe you."
"Yea I know. I am the best aren't I?"
"What ever. I just overheard Jen and Shana talking
about me. They're planning something. I left before I
heard what though. I didn't want to get caught. I doubt
that you will come to my rescue in the girls' shower
room."
"That I would hesitate on yes. You are just going to
have to watch it."
"That is what I was thinking."
She was quiet for a while. She sat down on her floor
next to her bad and pulled out her small suitcase.
Opening it up she got out her locket and listened to it
play for a while.
"It really is a lovely song."
"I know Darien. I wish I could remember how I got it.
Was it a present? Or maybe my grandmother passed it
down to me. Did my mother used to own it before she
died? I just wish I knew. It truly isn't fair."
"I know."
"No you don't know. You have memories. They might just
be of hanging out here for 400 years, but at least you
have memories. Me, I only have the memories of being
alone. And those are not memories I wish to have."
"Well maybe if you would stop feeling sorry for
yourself you would be able to have some pleasant
memories. Your attitude is not making anything better.
You need to tough it up and go on. Otherwise your going
to live your life feeling sorry for yourself, and no
one is going want to be friends with you cause you can
only think of yourself."
Serena shot a look his way. What she saw shocked her.
Darien was standing, glaring at her. He had meant every
word and she knew it.
"Darien I know. I know. But it's hard. I just don't
think I can do it."
"You can, and I can help. I'm your friend remember? And
I say you can. And you know I am never wrong."
"Your right. At least on the parts about me needing to
try, and you being my friend. Now on the always right
part…"
"Hey! Have I ever been wrong?"
"Um let me think."
She knew so far that he had not been wrong on much. But
she didn't want him to know that. She needed time to
come up with something. Right before she opened her
mouth to answer him the bell for breakfast rang.
"Well I got to go. I will tell you after breakfast. See
you."
With that she dashed down the hall giggling at the last
look on his face. It was sort of a
surprised/confused/annoyed looked. Half way to the
dinning room he caught up with her.
"You know that wasn't very nice."
"What?"
"Running like that. If you can't find an answer to a
question then you should say so. See like I said I am
always right."
"Who says I don't have answer? Just because I don't
tell you right away doesn't mean that I don't have
answer. I am aloud to take my time aren't I?
"No your not. I want an answer and I would like it…"
When he had stopped talking, Serena looked to see what
was wrong. Looking down the hall She saw Jen heading
her way. Not was that alone a problem, but she had seen
Darien too.
"Memory how are you? I was looking for you. I hoped to
catch you this mourning before you took your shower.
But I guessed I missed you."
"I took mine pretty early this mourning. You probably
were just getting ready when I got out."
Serena could tell she wasn't listening. She was to busy
staring at Darien.
"Hello. My name is Jen. What's yours?" she said as she
held her hand. When he didn't take it she placed it
back at her side.
"My name is Darien."
"Well Darien are you new here? I mean that has got to
be the reason you're hanging out with Memory here."
"Memory? Oh you mean Serena. And no I have been here
for a while."
"You have? I haven't seen you around."
"Well I am not exactly living here…" after he had said
that Serena had to control her giggling. She couldn't
give him away. But she did smile at the statement. But
as expected Jen ignored her completely.
"Oh are you visiting or something like that."
"Something like that. Come on Serena we are going to be
late for breakfast. Bye Jen." He said as he grabbed her
hand and started down the hall.
"Yea, bye Jen," Serena called out.
"Darien wait a sec," called out Jen.
*Darien*
"Darien wait a sec."
But he didn't. He kept going dragging Serena behind
him. Closer to the dinning room he slowed and let her
go.
"Darien that was close. Too close."
"No not really. As long as I'm careful nothing will
happen."
"I guess your right. You just better be right. How am I
supposed to explain a ghost?"
"Keep it down. Want to whole place to hear you. Go get
your breakfast. I will save you a seat. Since I have
been seen might as well use it to our advantage."
"Sure why not. Be back in a minute."
He watched her get into line. Turning he walked over to
their usual spot and sat down. Hearing voices behind
him he turned to see Jen and her friends.
"Hey Darien, mind if we sit with you."
"I don't care. Do what you want."
Shana and Kevin sat opposite of Darien and Jen went to
sit next to him. When she started to pull out the chair
Darien put his hand on it.
"This seat is saved for Serena."
"Why would you save Memory a seat? She is just a little
nobody," said Jen.
"Jen's right. She's nothing." Added Shana.
"Well she isn't nothing to me. She's my friend, and I'm
hers'."
"Fine," said Jen as she pulled up a chair next to
Shana. A few minutes later Serena walked up, and
looking slightly confused she sat down next to Darien.
"Jen, Shana, Kevin what are you doing here?"
"Eating breakfast. Darien said we could sit here," said
Shana.
"He did? Well ok."
They ate in silence, while Darien watched them. He
noticed how Jen would look up and at him then at
Serena, then at him again. Shana was also looking at
him studying him. Kevin just sat there and would
occasionally look up at Serena. Sometimes he would give
Darien a hard studied look. Finally Darien couldn't
take the silence.
"So how long have you guys been here? If you don't mind
me asking."
""I have been here since I was ten. So that would make
six years for me," said Jen.
"Shana and I have been here for about 4 ½ years," said
Kevin.
"So Darien, Jen tells us your visiting? Who?" Asked
Shana.
"Well I am um visiting family who lives down the street
from here."
That was close. But it worked for a story. It wouldn't
be hard to lie about since the houses were about a ½ a
mile down the street, and no one would be able to ask
about him. And if he had to leave all he would need to
do is go down the street a little, disappear, and then
float back. "Good idea" he thought to himself.
"So how long are you staying?" Asked Jen.
"Um I am not quit sure. I am staying with grandparents,
and helping them around the house. So I might be
staying a while."
"Really? How neat. But why are you here so early?"
"Well yesterday Serena here invited me to stay the day,
so I surprised her and showed up early. Technically I
wasn't supposed to be here till after breakfast."
"Yes it was some surprised when I walked into my room
this mourning and found him in there. But it turned out
to be a good thing," said Serena.
Darien noticed at that point that the three looked a
little nervous. Glancing at Serena he saw that she saw
it too.
"Want to know something else?" she asked them.
"What?" Said Jen slowly.
"Well, when I was coming into my room Darien was
standing on a chair right inside my door. It turned out
that some one had put a bowl of flour on my door to
dump on me when I opened it. It must have been some of
the younger kids who think it would have been funny.
Don't you guys think so?"
He had to grin. The look on their faces was too much.
He could tell that they knew she knew. He watched them
look at each other before turning back to Serena.
"Um yea it probably was some of the ten year olds. I
mean who would do that besides kids. Right Memory?"
"You know I hate when you call me that. My name is
Serena. Not Memory. I mean it starting to look like I
am not the only one with a memory problem. Come on
Darien. Lets go."
He stood up and left with her. A quick look behind him
got him a glance at 3 very confused people sitting at
the table.
"I'm impressed," he said to Serena out in the hall.
"About what?"
"You acutely snapped back at them. That was a first."
"Well they were making me mad. Acting like idiots, and
the way Jen and Shana were drooling over you was enough
for me."
"I wouldn't say they were drooling, and besides I saw
Kevin glance your way a few times."
"Like I would care. And they were drooling. So now that
you're here visiting for the day, what would you to
do?"
"Lets go outside. It is very nice out today."
"Sure, why not."
They headed outside, in the back. He was right, it was
nice out and soon found something to do. Behind the
house, besides there being a garden was a small field
where the kids were aloud to play. They walked towards
the end of the field where trees and wild grew. They
spent time picking flowers and sitting in the shade.
They made some small talk, but usually when he was
around they did talk much, in fear of being over heard.
They had gotten in the habit of just being together. It
wasn't had to waste time, and for the most part they
were unbothered. Darien expected Jen and her friends to
show sometimes or another but they never did.
"You know Serena I just realized something."
"What?"
"I don't think it was such a good idea to get upset
with Jen."
"I know. I have been thinking about it too. But unlike
I think was a good idea. I mean I can't let get away
with being a brat. I think this is a step in the right
direction. Even if it does get me in trouble, I think I
just need to stand up. Besides it is a lot easier with
you there. You gave me the confidence."
"But I didn't say anything."
"No, but you were there. I knew you where there if I
needed you, and you won't let anything happen to a
friend right?"
"I guess I can't. I mean if something happened to you
who would I talk to?"
"Is that all you need me here for?" she asked as she
looked at him sad eyes. He knew this girl was a good
actor, and sometimes he couldn't tell real from fake.
This was on of those times.
"Of course not," he had decided to go with the fact
that she acting, "I need you so I can impress someone
with me tricks, and its fun to try and scare you. You
always know I am there. It has become a real task."
Wrong choice. She took a step away from him and turned
her back to him.
"Well," she said quietly, "If that is all I am good for
then maybe you should go find some one else who would
enjoy the job, cause I don't want it anymore!"
She started to walk away. He couldn't believe it. He
was only teasing her.
"Serena wait. I was only teasing. I didn't..."
"You know that's all I ever get. Everyone has got to
tease me. I mean I am only poor little Memory who can't
remember anything, can't even remember the common sense
that tells her that she has been making a fool of
herself, believing that someone would want to be her
friend."
She was crying. He couldn't stand the fact that he had
made her cry. He had never wanted to hurt her. Quickly
before she could walk away from him he wrapped his arms
around her. At first she struggled to get away pushing
against his chest with her hands but he wouldn't let
her go hurting. Finally she stopped trying to pull away
and let him hold her, her head resting on his chest,
and her hands held against her own. He stood there, his
arms wrapped around her for a while before he spoke.
"Serena I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.
I really didn't mean anything by it. If I had known you
were serious I would have said that I need you because
you are my friend, my only friend. I need you to talk
to yes, but I also like being with because I enjoy our
company, and listening to you talk."
She looked up at him, her face still had tears on it
but she had stopped crying. She gave him a small smile
but it reached her beautiful eyes. That is when he
noticed one last tear fall. Acting before he knew what
he was doing, he leaned down and kissed her tear away.
End Part 3