There she was, looking straight at him. Just looking, watching. No sign of emotion on her face, not the faintest trace of it.
That was when she slipped underneath. It was exactly like slipping- one moment on the water's surface still alive, the next: not.
He saw her struggling to get out. First her face showed determination, then exasperation, then fear.
Fear. She was scared she was going to die, and he was scared for the same reason. And in all the water and cries for help, her expression melted away until she washed up on the beach, blank.
He yelled, and shouted. But he didn't move. He couldn't. Much as he wanted to, it just would not happen.
" 'Ey, Squib." A familiar voice shook him from his dream, "Wake up..."
Squib slowly opened his eyes. Everything was blurry- he didn't want to see right now or he'd forget Cody. Cody, who used to be enveloped in his arms, and then her body crashing against the waves of Lake Memphre. Cody was in his dream.
"Squib..." The voice said again.The tall firgure towered over Squib: it was Cameron.
"You were having a bad dream." Sebastien explained, standing beside Cameron.
"Do you guys watch me or something?" He shot back angrily. It was his typical reply.
Squib then felt his own forehead. He was sweating and breathing heavily. The blankets were all messed up from tossing and turning.
"Yeah." Squib meekly said instead of a proper answer. He pulled his jeans over his boxers in and effort to get out of this room.
"I got to go." He said as he headed out the door.
Before Sebastien or Cameron coudl protest, he was already gone.
The whole school was still dark. Squib threw a glance at a looming wallclock. 4:45.
Squib kept walking through the hallway. Exactly how many times had he walked through here with Cody? He couldn't count.
Something in his head was leading him to the Open. It was beyond his control now- he couldn't even think anymore.
The Open was quiet, with big empty spaces. The lights were dimmed for the night, making it even creepier to be alone there.
Squib dragged himself over to the Wall of Fame where Cody's camera now stayed. He gently sat down in front of it.
"Cody." He whispered into the dark,"Listen to me, please."
He paused, taking quick shallow breaths, "I want to know what really happened out there." He got up and took the camera in his hands, "I wanna know," He said more firmly this time.
"I kind of need that Squib." Soemone said behind him.
"Cody?" He spun around, greeting the warm face that was now beaming on him.
"That's me," She said, nearing him. Carefully, she placed her arms around him, breathing in his smell and feeling what it was like to touch his skin again.
Squib put his arms around her too. Her skin felt warm, and she was breathing steadily. He could even feel her heart beating.
"Cody..." He said, tearing up, "You're...you're..."
Cody cried into his shoulder, "That's right, Squib."
She pulled away and gave him a long, deep kiss,
"I'm alive."