A.N. Just to let everyone know I didn't start this story with the purpose
of going against the rules of being a Mary Sue, I also didn't start it to
be a Mary Sue. I doubt that you would be likely to find many other stories
out there for Higher Ground that are quite like this one and again I have
yet to decide if I even want Cahill to be with Scott. If she is then that
won't be decided for awhile and if she isn't then who cares? Anyway to
everyone else who reviewed, thanks I really appreciate it and I'm sorry
it's taken so long to update, but with school and other things it's hard to
get new chapters up.
She knew they were all curious as to Cole was, but she wasn't willing to give them any information even if they did have the nerve to ask her. The look on her face probably turned most of them away and the protective way she acted towards Cole turned the rest away. They didn't need to know and they wouldn't until the time was right and right now it wasn't time for them to know. She took Cole down to the docks where she knew they could talk and not worry about being heard because they'd hear someone coming. She didn't want to talk about the Colts or the Dragons or the gang war that was looming above their heads. She wanted to know how he was and he'd been on any dates since she'd come here.
In her head she knew he'd never tell her even if he had gone on dates, they had this relationship that was friendship but they didn't always share stuff like that. Sometimes it was just too weird, because they were so close yet not that close at all. It was a difficult relationship to understand, let alone explain. She swung her legs idly over the edge, not expecting the push that came and the fall that followed. As she swam up for air she glared playfully at the culprit. He put on his best innocent face but he knew she'd never buy it, so he extended his hand to help her out. Years of training had taught her how to keep her thoughts to herself even her playful ones so she kept her glare on and took his hand.
Smiling sardonically at Cole she pulled him in and laughed at his surprised expression, but when he didn't come up she became worried. What if he hit his head? What if he can't swim? She'd never even bothered to ask him that, she just assumed he knew how to swim. 'Oh no.' She dove under the water her eyes searching for him, for a brief sighting of his brown hair. Suddenly her leg was captured and she was pulled further under the water, she smacked Cole and kicked her legs to get back to the surface. Angrily, she swam back to the docks and pulled herself out, "Don't you ever do that again, how stupid can you be? I thought you hit your head, or didn't even know how to swim. But no. you decided to play your little games, your so THICK!"
She stormed off, back towards the girls' cabin not bothering to look and see if he was following, at this point she didn't care. She hoped he would know better now than to follow her when she was this angry, sometimes she couldn't control her reactions. Looking out of the corner of her she saw Shelby standing with Daisy and both were laughing at her. She turned on her heel and gave them her infamous glare and they both stopped suddenly. "Mind your own damn business," It was said very quietly but there was no question as to the anger in her tone.
Then she continued on her way, not interested in their reactions to her words. Quickly she pulled out a pair of clothes to change into and went to the bathroom locking the door. Just as quickly she changed into some dry clothes and threw the wet ones over the tub to dry. A lot calmer now she walked back into the main room and found Cole sitting on her bed looking at the picture that she had of the two of them. He glanced over as she came in, with a look she saw how sorry he was and she knew that he meant it. So she made her way to sit next to him, she laid her head on his shoulder and looked the picture over. It wasn't taken to long ago, and it had been a day when they'd been by themselves so they were both smiling and not caring how they looked.
It was a carefree picture and that was one thing she didn't have many of, "When'd you pick this up?"
She smiled and took it from him to stand and place it back on the dresser, "A few days before I came here." Shrugging she started to pace and knew it was time to ask, "Do you think I'm wrong in what I'm doing?"
"With bringing the war here?" She couldn't look at him but his tone said it all, "Yes, I don't think you're prepared for it and I don't think any of the people here should have to deal with it. But since when does Dagger care what other people think?" Cahill could almost hear the smirk in his voice and she looked up, following it with one of her own.
"Since Dagger became a washed out, old leader." She sat down next to him again and wasn't surprised to feel the bed shift when he leaned forward to rub his hand over her back. He knew that this was one of those moments that would rarely happen and it was like he knew what she needed right at this moment. "Since Dagger came to Camp Happy."
She snapped out of the sad mood just as quickly as she'd fallen into it, now wasn't the time to mope around. Now was the time for action and she was going to take action, whether or not it affected the people around her. She had other people counting on her back home and those were the ones who meant something. "How quickly can you get back home?"
He looked up, shocked that she was still going through with it, "If I leave tomorrow, a week; two tops."
Nodding, she moved out of the cabin, not noticing the person that had slipped around the side, "Good because when you get back you're making a stop at the Shack." She knew that he wasn't happy with this, but she also knew he'd do it or he'd face her wrath, and that wasn't something anyone should do. "Now, let's go eat, I'm hungry." With that they headed off in the direction of the cafeteria, not talking much; each lost in their own thoughts.
Once there though she pulled him up into the line and laughed at the disgusted faces and noises he made when he saw the type of food he had to choose from. He looked at her from the corner of his eye and grinned, "You actually eat this crap?" She grinned and pointed to the only edible thing there, the salads; then she grabbed one and searched for an empty table.
Like always though there was none and she was forced to lead Cole over to sit with the rest of her group. He took a seat across from her and next to Auggie, but Cole didn't even acknowledge that anyone was next to him. Cahill offered a smile towards Juliet then began to eat, and occasionally looking up at Cole. Shelby didn't seem to like the fact that both Cahill and Cole were ignoring the rest of the Cliffhangers, so she took it upon herself to introduce them all. "Since Miss Social over there doesn't seem to want to tell you who we are, I will." She smiled, flirtatiously, but Cole just gave her a cold stare so she dove into introductions, "That's Auggie, Daisy, Scott, David, Ezra, the Princess and I'm-"
Cahill smirked before interrupting her, "And she's Miss Congeniality otherwise known as Barbie." Then Cahill took a bite of her salad and offered a wide grin towards Shelby, who looked ready to dive down the table at her. Cahill only raised an eyebrow as a silent challenge for her to do just that and to see what it got her.
She knew they were all curious as to Cole was, but she wasn't willing to give them any information even if they did have the nerve to ask her. The look on her face probably turned most of them away and the protective way she acted towards Cole turned the rest away. They didn't need to know and they wouldn't until the time was right and right now it wasn't time for them to know. She took Cole down to the docks where she knew they could talk and not worry about being heard because they'd hear someone coming. She didn't want to talk about the Colts or the Dragons or the gang war that was looming above their heads. She wanted to know how he was and he'd been on any dates since she'd come here.
In her head she knew he'd never tell her even if he had gone on dates, they had this relationship that was friendship but they didn't always share stuff like that. Sometimes it was just too weird, because they were so close yet not that close at all. It was a difficult relationship to understand, let alone explain. She swung her legs idly over the edge, not expecting the push that came and the fall that followed. As she swam up for air she glared playfully at the culprit. He put on his best innocent face but he knew she'd never buy it, so he extended his hand to help her out. Years of training had taught her how to keep her thoughts to herself even her playful ones so she kept her glare on and took his hand.
Smiling sardonically at Cole she pulled him in and laughed at his surprised expression, but when he didn't come up she became worried. What if he hit his head? What if he can't swim? She'd never even bothered to ask him that, she just assumed he knew how to swim. 'Oh no.' She dove under the water her eyes searching for him, for a brief sighting of his brown hair. Suddenly her leg was captured and she was pulled further under the water, she smacked Cole and kicked her legs to get back to the surface. Angrily, she swam back to the docks and pulled herself out, "Don't you ever do that again, how stupid can you be? I thought you hit your head, or didn't even know how to swim. But no. you decided to play your little games, your so THICK!"
She stormed off, back towards the girls' cabin not bothering to look and see if he was following, at this point she didn't care. She hoped he would know better now than to follow her when she was this angry, sometimes she couldn't control her reactions. Looking out of the corner of her she saw Shelby standing with Daisy and both were laughing at her. She turned on her heel and gave them her infamous glare and they both stopped suddenly. "Mind your own damn business," It was said very quietly but there was no question as to the anger in her tone.
Then she continued on her way, not interested in their reactions to her words. Quickly she pulled out a pair of clothes to change into and went to the bathroom locking the door. Just as quickly she changed into some dry clothes and threw the wet ones over the tub to dry. A lot calmer now she walked back into the main room and found Cole sitting on her bed looking at the picture that she had of the two of them. He glanced over as she came in, with a look she saw how sorry he was and she knew that he meant it. So she made her way to sit next to him, she laid her head on his shoulder and looked the picture over. It wasn't taken to long ago, and it had been a day when they'd been by themselves so they were both smiling and not caring how they looked.
It was a carefree picture and that was one thing she didn't have many of, "When'd you pick this up?"
She smiled and took it from him to stand and place it back on the dresser, "A few days before I came here." Shrugging she started to pace and knew it was time to ask, "Do you think I'm wrong in what I'm doing?"
"With bringing the war here?" She couldn't look at him but his tone said it all, "Yes, I don't think you're prepared for it and I don't think any of the people here should have to deal with it. But since when does Dagger care what other people think?" Cahill could almost hear the smirk in his voice and she looked up, following it with one of her own.
"Since Dagger became a washed out, old leader." She sat down next to him again and wasn't surprised to feel the bed shift when he leaned forward to rub his hand over her back. He knew that this was one of those moments that would rarely happen and it was like he knew what she needed right at this moment. "Since Dagger came to Camp Happy."
She snapped out of the sad mood just as quickly as she'd fallen into it, now wasn't the time to mope around. Now was the time for action and she was going to take action, whether or not it affected the people around her. She had other people counting on her back home and those were the ones who meant something. "How quickly can you get back home?"
He looked up, shocked that she was still going through with it, "If I leave tomorrow, a week; two tops."
Nodding, she moved out of the cabin, not noticing the person that had slipped around the side, "Good because when you get back you're making a stop at the Shack." She knew that he wasn't happy with this, but she also knew he'd do it or he'd face her wrath, and that wasn't something anyone should do. "Now, let's go eat, I'm hungry." With that they headed off in the direction of the cafeteria, not talking much; each lost in their own thoughts.
Once there though she pulled him up into the line and laughed at the disgusted faces and noises he made when he saw the type of food he had to choose from. He looked at her from the corner of his eye and grinned, "You actually eat this crap?" She grinned and pointed to the only edible thing there, the salads; then she grabbed one and searched for an empty table.
Like always though there was none and she was forced to lead Cole over to sit with the rest of her group. He took a seat across from her and next to Auggie, but Cole didn't even acknowledge that anyone was next to him. Cahill offered a smile towards Juliet then began to eat, and occasionally looking up at Cole. Shelby didn't seem to like the fact that both Cahill and Cole were ignoring the rest of the Cliffhangers, so she took it upon herself to introduce them all. "Since Miss Social over there doesn't seem to want to tell you who we are, I will." She smiled, flirtatiously, but Cole just gave her a cold stare so she dove into introductions, "That's Auggie, Daisy, Scott, David, Ezra, the Princess and I'm-"
Cahill smirked before interrupting her, "And she's Miss Congeniality otherwise known as Barbie." Then Cahill took a bite of her salad and offered a wide grin towards Shelby, who looked ready to dive down the table at her. Cahill only raised an eyebrow as a silent challenge for her to do just that and to see what it got her.