Ch.7

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Teresa looked at her plane ticket.

She slowly boarded the large aircraft, anxiously looking for her seat. When she found it, she was delighted to find it was a window seat.

"New York, here I come," she said to herself as she stored her luggage. When she was done, she quickly sat down and buckled up, ready to leave Harmony and her past behind her. She sighed and closed her eyes. She knew she was doing the right thing. She needed a fresh start. But a part of her didn't want to leave.

Well, leave Fox that is.

She thought about his face when she told him she was leaving. His eyes filling with fresh tears, his chin quivering.

Get over it Teresa, she thought to herself. He was just a friend...nothing more. He loves Whitney, not you.

She looked around the plane. It was almost full. The seat next to her was still empty. She reached into her purse to find a piece of gum. She felt something. She pulled it out and looked at it. I

t was a black box.

"What's this?"

She opened it and gasped. Inside was a beautiful gold locket. She let her fingers gently touch it. She took it out of the box and opened it.

Inside was a picture of Fox. She laughed. Looking back at the box, she noticed a piece of paper. She grabbed it.

I stare at you while you sleep. Your breathing slow, your eyes both closed And I pray that it's me That you're dreaming of.

When I go to sleep it's your face that I see The last image of the night And in the morning when I wake from sleep I'll see your face, and know it's right.

For even if you're not by my side I see you every day Every minute, every hour, every second Your memory won't go away.

I don't want it to go away It's like a tune that's stuck in my head I remember your smile your laugh your touch And everything you said

So know this Resa wherever you are You will always be in my heart And now that you have this locket I know we'll never part

When you are done reading this note, turn around.

Fox

Teresa sat there stunned. "I can't believe Fox did all this." She reread it. "Turn around?" she looked at the last line of the note. Not understanding, she slowly did as it said and turned to face the back of the plane. She gasped.

Fox was standing there, dressed in a black tuxedo, holding red roses. She stood up, her legs shaky. He walked towards her.

"Did you get my note?"

"Fox, what are you doing here?"

"I couldn't let you leave Teresa...my heart couldn't take it."

"Fox-"

"I'm not going to make you stay Teresa...don't think that's what I'm trying to do."

She smiled. "Then what is all of this?"

"I'm going to come with you."

"Fox, this is all very sweet, but we already talked about this..."

"Excuse me." A flight attendant walked up. "You're going to need to take your seats...the plane is almost ready for departure."

Teresa sat down. Fox sat down beside her.

"I need to do this alone Fox," she said looking out the window.

"We an be alone together."

She laughed. "That's impossible Fox.."

He grabbed her hand. "Nothing is impossible."

She sighed. "The locket is beautiful by the way. Thank you."

Fox smiled. The plane began to move.

"Well," he said. "Here we go."

She looked at him. "You don't have to do this Fox. You don't have to come with me."

"I want to Teresa."

She bit her lip.

"What's wrong?" Fox asked.

"Nothing."

"Liar," he said. "You always bite your lip when you're nervous."

She giggled. "I want us to have an understanding before we get there Fox." "Okay..." "I want it to be clear that we are just friends. Nothing more."

"Do I get a say in this?"

She shook her head.

He sighed. "Alright alright...I understand. We can use the just friends card."

She held out her hand. "Promise?"

He grabbed it and shook it. "Promise."

They both smiled as their hands shook in agreement. What neither of them noticed is how they both had their other hand behind their back.

Fingers crossed.