Disclaimer: I still don't own these characters. If I did I probably wouldn't be a lowly junior in high school now would I.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait, school started last month and that kept me really busy. Plus my laptop isn't working so I can no longer receive email on the account listed on the web site which means I can't receive my reviews without checking the site. Reviews are so important in keeping me writing that I just quit. But I'm back, and while this isn't my best chapter it's something to get me back into writing.
Captured Moments
It's summer now. The days blend together, all of them the same. Mostly I sit in my room looking at pictures and remembering. I see Kevin in most of the shots, baseball in hand as he runs, arms up as he blocks a basket, arm around my shoulders as we smile and pose.
There are pictures of just me as well. In one I am standing on a bench outside of the high school wearing a green skirt and white top. The wind is obviously blowing, you can see my hair is being thrust into my face, and I am smiling. It isn't one of those, "Say cheese," smiles, it is a smile that says I was truly happy at that moment in time. That is the general theme in almost all of the pictures we have of me. Whether I was standing alone or with a group of friends I always looked happy. I wonder if I will ever feel that happy again.
And then there are my graduation pictures, we got them back a week after the ceremony. I wish my parents hadn't bothered to capture that day, it isn't one I want to remember. In every picture my face is shadowed, the smile looks as though whatever staples are holding it in place are going to come out at any moment. And they are only pictures of me, there was no one to pose with. Before this wouldn't have bothered me, before it had nothing to do with the fact that I had no friends. Now it seems blaringly obvious that I, Beth Reinheart, have become a loner.
One afternoon I lined three pictures up on my dresser. First was the picture of me on the bench at school, then came one of Kevin and me after some dance or other, and finally came one of my graduation pictures. I sat and stared at them for several hours captivated by the difference in the third picture. These pictures more than anything show how much things have changed in just a month.
A/N2: Please review! That'll help me get things written faster. Also, if you know how to delete an old account on could you email me? (kea anderson cox. Net) Don't put the spaces in there and you'll get me.
Thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, Your praise and constructive crit are greatly appreciated!