Part 5:

'I fell in love with you Jenny, I didn't do it on purpose.' Jenny woke with a start, those words echoing in her ears. Who had said that? Where had that come from? Who was it that she had caught a glimpse of just before she woke?

She shook her head slightly, pushing hair out of her eyes as she sat up. It was nearly time to get ready for school anyway, so she got up to take a shower. She didn't realize exactly how shaken up she still was about the previous nights events until she started crying in the shower. She realized at that. She pressed her head against the wall, letting the hot water jet down over her shoulders… maybe things would just be normal.

And Julian?

With an exasperated sigh, she realized that she would probably never see him again.

Julian, at that moment, was letting jets of hot water cascade across his lean body. It felt wonderful just to stand here, no plotting, no games. He was simply… getting ready for school.

With just a small tweak, of course, he had fixed it to where he would have classes with Jenny. That was the important thing, to have as much contact as possible with her. He only, after all, had a week. That voice… He had said that Julian and Jenny were soulmates. Julian had already known that… he was just going to have to convince Jenny of it. It surely wouldn't be that hard, she HAD to feel the same connection that he did whenever they kissed. The sense of coming home after a long journey…

He got out of the shower, white strands of hair falling wetly into his eyes as he decided what he wanted to wear today. With a small flick of his hand, he was standing in his bedroom, fully clothed and dry. He adjusted the leather jacket once over the blue shirt, and looked at his reflection.

The blue in the shirt seemed to make his eyes even more vibrant… Hopefully the week would be enough. He would talk to her when he could… surely she could see the connection… surely she would.

And if not…

He shook his head slightly… It had to work out… He wouldn't have sent Julian back if he knew that he couldn't fix things. In the mean time, going to school with her, and then maybe going to see her after would assure him contact with her as much as possible.

He just hoped that it was enough.