Somehow the longing is so far away The innocence so wasted and aware And look at the child with the dream in her eyes Holding it deep inside her Thinking about Home... Home... So much anger so deeply ingrained Seemed a burden that was hers alone She didn't think that there was anything wrong With wanting a life that she could call her own How could I explain? You would not want to hear You wouldn't listen if I talked anyway For you were too weighed down by your own fears And look at the child with the dream in her eyes -home by Sarah McLachlan

"Adina?" Andy shouted from the kitchen. Adina quickly scrambled into the peasant top she found at the bottom of her suitcase and skipped down the stairs. Today was her last day in Everwood, and she couldn't be happier to be returning to New York.

"Yeah Dad?" She asked, she was almost feeling cheerful.

"I have a surprise for you," Andy responded, handing her an envelope. She smiled, and opened it. After seeing what was inside, she wasn't as happy as she had been.

"A plane ticket to Colorado?" Adina asked, confused.

"Yes, since you were having such a great time here in Colorado, I decided instead of just staying here for Spring Break, you should move here permanently," Andy said happily.

"Oh," Adina replied, she felt as if she had gotten all the wind knocked out of her.

"Everything's been arranged. I talked to the head mistress at your school, and all your stuff is on it's way," Andy went on, "So all you have to do is go back and pick up your clothes, and say goodbye to all your friends." Adina nodded, and put on an artificial smile.

"Thanks Dad," Adina said, before returning to her room.

"God, can my life get anymore fucked up?" She mumbled to herself.

A/N Sorry it's short. Oh and I just noticed I haven't put a disclaimer on this so here it is: I don't own Everwood, or it's characters (though someday Gregory Smith will be mine!). However I do own Adina, her friends, and this story.