So here it is. Chapter 7. Up on the same day as chapter 6. Let me know
what you guys think. It's a very rushed chapter I know. Sorry.
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When Dalton finally went back to his room (A/N: Everybody wanna know how much I LOVE Dalton? I
was writing that part and put "When Dalton finally went back to MY room.") he was expecting to see Erica.
Sitting on her bed doing homework, maybe even sleeping. But all he saw was the piece of paper on his
pillow. He crossed the room in two strides and picked up the paper. His eyes watered when he read it and
his thoughts drifted back to Neil.
"Come, my friends
Tis not too late to seek a newer world
For my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset
And though we are not now that strength
Which in old days moved earth and heaven
That which we are, we are
One equal temper of heroic hearts
Made weak by time and fate but strong
to strive, to seek, to find
and not to yield."
~Alfred Lord Tennyson~
The tears were blurring his vision, but he could still read the words written beneath the poem.
"Charlie,
You have to believe me when I say
I'm sorry. I didn't think it was that big a
deal. Obviously you took it more seriously
than I did. I'll be out at the indian cave
if you want to talk.
Love,
Erica"
Erica could hear footsteps. Charlie must have found the note. But the person who entered the cave
wasn't Charlie Dalton, it was Knox Overstreet. "Erica?" She smiled weakly. "That's my name." Knox sat on a
ledge opposite her. "What are you doing out here?" Erica picked a stick up off the ground and began
drawing in the dirt.
"I was hoping Charlie would come. I need to talk to him." Knox smiled. "Forget Charlie. He can hold a
grudge like no one else. I'm the one you should be apologizing too. You had me crying." Erica smiled. She
stood up and walked over to Knox. "I'm sorry, Knox." Knox grinned. "If only I wasn't engaged." "Chris is a
lucky girl," Erica agreed. "But she better be careful."
Knox looked genuinely concerned now. "Why? Is something wrong? Erica sat down next to him.
"Many things. None of them relating to Chris. Bianca Christianson has her eye on you." Knox' eyebrow
"Now a girl gets a crush on me?!? Where was that before I met Chris?" Erica laughed. "We always want
what we can't have." Knox nodded. "Well, since you obviously came out here to be alone, and I came out
to wait for Charlie and it looks like neither of us is going to be getting what they want, maybe we should just
go back to the dorms." Knox nodded and stood up, taking her hand. "Don't worry about Charlie. He'll get
over it soon enough."
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When Dalton finally went back to his room (A/N: Everybody wanna know how much I LOVE Dalton? I
was writing that part and put "When Dalton finally went back to MY room.") he was expecting to see Erica.
Sitting on her bed doing homework, maybe even sleeping. But all he saw was the piece of paper on his
pillow. He crossed the room in two strides and picked up the paper. His eyes watered when he read it and
his thoughts drifted back to Neil.
"Come, my friends
Tis not too late to seek a newer world
For my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset
And though we are not now that strength
Which in old days moved earth and heaven
That which we are, we are
One equal temper of heroic hearts
Made weak by time and fate but strong
to strive, to seek, to find
and not to yield."
~Alfred Lord Tennyson~
The tears were blurring his vision, but he could still read the words written beneath the poem.
"Charlie,
You have to believe me when I say
I'm sorry. I didn't think it was that big a
deal. Obviously you took it more seriously
than I did. I'll be out at the indian cave
if you want to talk.
Love,
Erica"
Erica could hear footsteps. Charlie must have found the note. But the person who entered the cave
wasn't Charlie Dalton, it was Knox Overstreet. "Erica?" She smiled weakly. "That's my name." Knox sat on a
ledge opposite her. "What are you doing out here?" Erica picked a stick up off the ground and began
drawing in the dirt.
"I was hoping Charlie would come. I need to talk to him." Knox smiled. "Forget Charlie. He can hold a
grudge like no one else. I'm the one you should be apologizing too. You had me crying." Erica smiled. She
stood up and walked over to Knox. "I'm sorry, Knox." Knox grinned. "If only I wasn't engaged." "Chris is a
lucky girl," Erica agreed. "But she better be careful."
Knox looked genuinely concerned now. "Why? Is something wrong? Erica sat down next to him.
"Many things. None of them relating to Chris. Bianca Christianson has her eye on you." Knox' eyebrow
"Now a girl gets a crush on me?!? Where was that before I met Chris?" Erica laughed. "We always want
what we can't have." Knox nodded. "Well, since you obviously came out here to be alone, and I came out
to wait for Charlie and it looks like neither of us is going to be getting what they want, maybe we should just
go back to the dorms." Knox nodded and stood up, taking her hand. "Don't worry about Charlie. He'll get
over it soon enough."