I am absolutely caffeinated with coffee, Red Bull, a few sips of Rock Star and a gulp of SoBe Energy (provided by all of my wonderful friends in Student Council who saw me dozing off b4 first per.) all in about fifteen minutes. Yup, totally up and running without a cape… or is it flying without a cape? I think I have that phrase all wrong, but I guess that's what happens when you have no sleep in you for thirty-two hours and consumed a bunch of hyper-energetic liquids that could probably explode if you threw a match to it. Wow, I'm babbling waaaaay to much. Since I have second period free, I'm writing an update. :)

Disclaimer: Dude, I'm just overly-caffeinated senior in high school. Nowhere near owning a production or whatever.

Chapter Three (Part One)

Her fingers slid against the rows of lockers as she slowly moved through one of the halls she had walked through for almost four years. Bluish-green eyes scanned each and every area it could before she reached the end of that section of the hallway. She smiled at the figure slumped on the floor, head against the wall. "Hey, what are you doing?"

The figure looked over at the blonde and smiled softly, "Just reminiscing to myself. I've had a lot of memories in this particular area."

An eyebrow rose, "Really now?"

"Yup," the answer accompanied a short nod. "All pretty bad 'cept for one."

Sitting next to the dark haired girl, Paige shrugged. "Care to tell me?"

"Which ones?"

Pushing a few strands of hair behind her ears, the blonde bit her bottom lip. "All off them?"

A few moments passed before Alex spoke. "First year here, I was forced out of English with a book of Shakespeare's Sonnets for about two months because I couldn't keep my sarcastic mouth shut." The girl grinned, "Still can't do it, but whatever."

Paige giggled.

"This is also the place where I… sort of broke down. Third period… no one roaming around, all in their classes… just me and the demons that ate away the last string I was clinging to at the time." Alex smiled tightly at her ex as she felt comforting hand on her arm.

"When?" the other girl questioned, her voice soft.

She knew she couldn't confess everything about that at that moment. They both weren't ready, but she could answer that without telling all. "Three weeks after the shooting."

"That was a rough time for everyone."

Alex nodded, but moved on. "This is also the first place that some blonde almost tripped over me." She chuckled at the memory, "What a ditz."

The comforting hand was removed from the raven haired girl's arm, but was smacked with the same hand on the same spot of her arm.

Alex's chuckle turned to a gentle, throaty laugh.

A small smile lifted the corner of Paige's lips, "So, that's the good one?"

"Yeah, I mean… not at the time, but that was just the gateway for us to actually acknowledge one another."

The blonde couldn't disagree.

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Gosh, well… I wonder why Alex broke down? Hmm… updates are welcome! That or caffeine, but I think I want feedback!;) Lol, till tomorrow… good day!