When the wave falls
Flossie
Summary- If you wish so hard, maybe it'll appear like magic. Maybe life would change. Maybe magic is real.
Spoilers- Nothing after Run Away Little Boy.
Rating- PG
Disclaimer- Hopefully once the papers come in, I will officially own Chad Michael Murray. But thanks to the slow postal service, I've been forced to wait.
Author's Note-I've been doing this with basically all my fics now, re-doing them, fixing up their wee faults, then sending them out into the wild again. So here's my first ever fic I've ever wrote. Since when I deleted the whole story, *sob* all my pretty *sob* reviews *sob* left *sob* me, could you all please review? J Tell me what you all think and I'll give you each one of my leprechaun's puppies!! (C-raaaaaaaaazy!)
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So lately, I've been wonderin,
Who will be there to take my place?
When I'm gone, you'll need love
To light the shadows on your face,
" I got in some trouble."
"Trouble involving?"
"Involving Duncan and Bowman, and Bowman's dads safe."
If a great wave shall fall
It will fall upon us all
And between the sand and stone
Could you make it on your own?
"Why
would you do this?"
"I don't know, I guess that's something I could ponder at military
school."
If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high or down low
I'll go wherever you will go
"I gotta go. So, I might kiss you goodbye but, uh, your boyfriend's watching.
Take care of yourself, Mary."
And then he was gone.
Just like that.
Runaway with my heart
Runaway with my hope
Runaway with my love
I'll go wherever you will go.
It was no use thinking about it now.
It had almost been two years, two years since he had left, and those last words
still ripped at her heart. And suddenly, she saw him standing in the courtyard,
running his hands through his messy blonde hair, his deep eyes shining beneath
the twinkling of the snow, smiling. Truly smiling, not his cocky
"I'm-the-king-of-Chilton" smirk, it was different, like that smile
she only saw that one time in the piano room. And then, Rory blinked; and it
was just another ordinary day at school, daydreaming in geography. Nothing like
the Rory everyone thought they knew. Without warning, she realised; he had
rooted her down with memories, Tristan was never going to leave her.
He had changed. He knew that all so well. It felt that he didn't belong in
Chilton anymore; it seemed so foreign after North Carolina. A normal high
school, and he was walking up its stone steps like he had never left. One thing
was itching away in his mind. Oh god, will she still be there? Will she still
be the same?
There she was, at her locker.
Just like he remembered her.
Only so much better.
"Mary."
"How many times do I have to tell you? The name is Ror- TRISTAN!!"
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Chapter 1
Wonderings