This is quick and short because it is a spur of the moment. This continues after chapter 28, back at school, and is from Pan's point-of-view. Because of the chapter title, you can guess that it is just about over. Two or three more chapters and that's it. Give me some time though. I have an essay due this week, and if I don't get it done, then I don't graduate. Joy for me. So I hope this can hold you over between now and then. And for those of you who are interested, I have decided to post how far along I am on the chapter. It will be on myspace. Look me up, first and last name you can find in my profile here at fanfiction. Type it into the search bar and find me, I'm the only one there with that first and last name. You will know how the chapters are coming, and how soon they will come out. Thanks again.



Chapter 30: Life Through the Looking Glass

I can no longer cry my tears, only yours.

-From the Diary of Son, Carina

Life seemed to speed up and slow down at the same time for us. I didn't know if it was stopping or going, but at the time, it didn't matter. Trunks and I were in love. Carina and Trunks forever. We would marry, we would have children, just the way our parents had planned it. My whole life I had been against this, and here I was, fallen in love with a man I once thought was gay. But, I guess that this was what needed to happen. I couldn't stop it, and I couldn't see it coming. I just had to go along with it. It wasn't as if I knew this was going to happen, but I do wish I could have seen it, because then I would have known what to expect. But here I was, at school with the man I was to marry. In two years. Two years and him and I would be one. Nobody here knew that yet, nobody but the two of us. Trunks and I had been made for each other, I knew it in my heart, and this was it.

When the bell rang we hardly heard it. It took a few moments for our minds to register that the class was emptying, but when we did, we both stood and began to pack our things; the very little we took out. During this time, our eyes still never left the others. We were both headed off to our next class neither wanting to leave the other. But it was something that must be done. We would have the rest of our lives together as Carina and Trunks. Trunks and Carina. However he thought it should be, that was how it would be. Now and Forever.

Upon leaving the classroom together, I didn't notice the stares that I was receiving, and neither did Trunks; for we could not even see the stares that Trunks was getting, moving in on a new girl when him and Marron were still dating (at this time, the congregation doesn't know that Trunks and Marron broke-up). It didn't matter though. He was mine forever. But to make me his, to make Carina his, I had to give up the last bit of Pan that was left in me. And so, I handed him a piece of paper and walked away, onto my next class, to leave him in question of what it meant.

Life Through the Looking Glass

So far beyond comprehension
The lives that we see
Looking through an hour-glass
Into a world that we seek

Everyone has their cross to bear
They always wear a mask
You want to be just like them
This is why I ask.

You cry every night
In a world not quite your own
Wanting a different life
Speaking a different tone

Finally crossing into that world
Becoming just like me
Always living a lie
Something no one can see

Wanting to be yourself again
But that's something you cannot do
You chose to live a lie
This is something you must go through

Finally excepting the truth
That here you shall remain
No longer yourself
You bow your head in shame.

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