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Strange fire, chapter 12.
The four friends met up at Craig's house at eight pm. Ellie offered to be the designated driver, Joey gave Craig his curfew of two am, and they headed off.
As they neared the club, Coralie started laughing. "Remember the first time we did this? And I had to dress you all?'
The other's laughed, and Marco spoke up. "We weren't dressed that bad..I mean, I thought the only reason you did that was to undress Craig."
"No, it was so that no one realized how young you guys really were." Coralie thought back to that time in her life, and how easy it all had seemed. Now, things didn't seem that easy. Soon, they'd made it to the club and were inside, watching the action.
"Are you happy to be out?" Coralie asked Marco this as they sat, waiting for Craig to come back with their drinks.
"Its nice, but yet...odd without Dylan."
"You'll get used to it."
"Just like you're getting used to being with Craig again."
"Exactly." She looked at her friend and spoke the question that had been worrying her. "Did he really..does he really...really. I mean.."
Marco laughed, and realized what she was trying to say. "Coralie, if Craig had amnesia, he'd still be able to remember you. He loves you that much."
"I love him too, but life is complicated."
"Its only as complicated as you make it." Marco noted, as Craig headed back to the table.
Craig handed over the drinks, and they watched Ellie, who was dancing. "Aren't you going to dance?"
"Later." Coralie said.
"Now." Was Marco's reply, as he grabbed her and showed her to the dance floor. The two danced for a couple songs, then Coralie headed back to Craig and Marco zeroed in on a young man he seemed interested in.
"You looked good out there."
"I like dancing with Marco, but.."
"But what?"
"I like dancing with you better. We just fit."
"Yes, we do. Or, we did fit. Do you want to see if we still do?"
Coralie just nodded, and Craig took her hand and headed to the floor. It was just as they'd rememberd, the fit was perfect and they moved as though they belonged together.
After dancing, they headed back to the table, laughing. Ellie was sitting there, and not alone. The blond they'd ran into at dinner the previous weekend was sitting with her. Ellie looked like she was going to strangle the blond.
"Craig! and...Carrie, right?"
"Its Coralie."
"Yes, Coralie. I'm Paige."
"Nice to see you again." Coralie plopped down next to Ellie, with Craig next to Coralie. "Having fun?"
"Something like that. Hazel saw a guy and is off with him."
"I remember those days." Coralie said, suddenly feeling very very old.
No one said anything for a few minutes, then Coralie got up to get herself another drink. Then Paige spoke. "Whats the story with you two, Craig."
"No story, we're at a club with Ellie and Marco."
"I saw you on the dance floor, there's a story there."
"We're...involved I guess you'd say."
"She has to be at least twenty four!"
"Actually, I'm twenty-six." Coralie had snuck up on the three at the table. "And if you have something to say about me, try saying it to my face, ok?"
"YOu're just a little old for Craig."
"That's Craig's business, isn't it?"
Ellie could tell that Coralie was going into full-on protect herself mode, and decided to end things. "Paige, you should go."
"Fine, I'll go." Paige stood up and walked away, and Coralie sat back at the table, Craig reached for her hand.
"Its ok."
"I know, I know." It was just odd, she realized. Being reminded of the age difference.
Strange fire, chapter 12.
The four friends met up at Craig's house at eight pm. Ellie offered to be the designated driver, Joey gave Craig his curfew of two am, and they headed off.
As they neared the club, Coralie started laughing. "Remember the first time we did this? And I had to dress you all?'
The other's laughed, and Marco spoke up. "We weren't dressed that bad..I mean, I thought the only reason you did that was to undress Craig."
"No, it was so that no one realized how young you guys really were." Coralie thought back to that time in her life, and how easy it all had seemed. Now, things didn't seem that easy. Soon, they'd made it to the club and were inside, watching the action.
"Are you happy to be out?" Coralie asked Marco this as they sat, waiting for Craig to come back with their drinks.
"Its nice, but yet...odd without Dylan."
"You'll get used to it."
"Just like you're getting used to being with Craig again."
"Exactly." She looked at her friend and spoke the question that had been worrying her. "Did he really..does he really...really. I mean.."
Marco laughed, and realized what she was trying to say. "Coralie, if Craig had amnesia, he'd still be able to remember you. He loves you that much."
"I love him too, but life is complicated."
"Its only as complicated as you make it." Marco noted, as Craig headed back to the table.
Craig handed over the drinks, and they watched Ellie, who was dancing. "Aren't you going to dance?"
"Later." Coralie said.
"Now." Was Marco's reply, as he grabbed her and showed her to the dance floor. The two danced for a couple songs, then Coralie headed back to Craig and Marco zeroed in on a young man he seemed interested in.
"You looked good out there."
"I like dancing with Marco, but.."
"But what?"
"I like dancing with you better. We just fit."
"Yes, we do. Or, we did fit. Do you want to see if we still do?"
Coralie just nodded, and Craig took her hand and headed to the floor. It was just as they'd rememberd, the fit was perfect and they moved as though they belonged together.
After dancing, they headed back to the table, laughing. Ellie was sitting there, and not alone. The blond they'd ran into at dinner the previous weekend was sitting with her. Ellie looked like she was going to strangle the blond.
"Craig! and...Carrie, right?"
"Its Coralie."
"Yes, Coralie. I'm Paige."
"Nice to see you again." Coralie plopped down next to Ellie, with Craig next to Coralie. "Having fun?"
"Something like that. Hazel saw a guy and is off with him."
"I remember those days." Coralie said, suddenly feeling very very old.
No one said anything for a few minutes, then Coralie got up to get herself another drink. Then Paige spoke. "Whats the story with you two, Craig."
"No story, we're at a club with Ellie and Marco."
"I saw you on the dance floor, there's a story there."
"We're...involved I guess you'd say."
"She has to be at least twenty four!"
"Actually, I'm twenty-six." Coralie had snuck up on the three at the table. "And if you have something to say about me, try saying it to my face, ok?"
"YOu're just a little old for Craig."
"That's Craig's business, isn't it?"
Ellie could tell that Coralie was going into full-on protect herself mode, and decided to end things. "Paige, you should go."
"Fine, I'll go." Paige stood up and walked away, and Coralie sat back at the table, Craig reached for her hand.
"Its ok."
"I know, I know." It was just odd, she realized. Being reminded of the age difference.