The High Life
Final Chapter...Someday, I'll See You Again
The water crashed fiercely around the dock. The wind was strong at Horizon, it was freezing and still Charlie sat down on the wooden planks wrapping her arms around herself for warmth. She couldn't go back to the dorm, or the mess hall. She couldn't answer anyone's questions. The coldness outside was nothing like the coldness she'd be getting from Damien if she were to run into him. She couldn't face him. It had only been a couple of hours since the big blow up. Hadn't it? She couldn't tell. Time passed like nothing. She couldn't think of anything except the chaos that had happened. She desperately wanted to know what Damien was thinking. Did he hate her? It hurt to think of him hating her. She didn't have time to think about that as Kat walked up with a jacket.
"You still here", she handed her the jacket, "Its freezing, are you crazy.
Charlie just sat in silence whimpering.
"Come on, let's go inside, go to bed, everything will be better tomorrow", Kat suggested.
"Kat, please", Charlie cried, "I know you mean well, but I just need to be alone.
Kat sighed. "Ok, just put that jacket on, you'll freeze to death if you stay out here much longer". She turned to leave but just before walking away she decided to leave Charlie with something to think about. "You know he likes you a lot, maybe even loves you.
"I'll send him a get well soon card", Charlie quipped.
"Just give it a while, he'll come around", Kat said before leaving. Charlie was grateful for Kat caring, but she couldn't see Damien coming around anytime soon.
The outdoor lights shone down over the football field as Damien kicked the ball into the goal for the 20th time that hour. Whatever they said about sport being a stress reliever, they were wrong. Damien didn't know what to feel. He was confused. He was angry with Charlie, but also disappointed and embarrassed by the whole ordeal and the way it had come out. He thought that was selfish of him, only thinking about himself, but at that moment he couldn't care less. Guilt played a heavy part on him too. It was his father that had caused this. Not only his problems but a lot of Charlie's too. As the ball landed in the goal once more he noticed Binna running out to get it.
"Hey man", Binna threw the ball back.
"Go away, Binna", Damien warned, "I'm not in the mood.
"She didn't mean anything. She just didn't know how to tell you", Binna told him.
"I don't care, she should have told me, preferably not in front of the whole group", Damien said.
"You were goading her, man. As if you wouldn't have done the same thing", Binna tried to reason with him. "Ok, so maybe the way she did it was a little off but try thinking about her side of things. She wasn't keeping it a secret for herself. She thought she was protecting you.
"Oh yeah, how"
"You couldn't even remember her", Binna replied, "Maybe she figured you'd blocked it out for your own good. Who was she to come in and screw that up for you?
"Binna"
"Don't worry, I'm going", Binna interrupted him a little aggravated.
Finally the night of the MORP had arrived. While the girls had been frantically getting ready all day, the guys had been relaxing on a bench outside, only starting to get ready about half an hour beforehand. The events of the day before were still weighing heavy on most of them. Charlie and Damien had not spoken to each other or anyone else for that matter. As the group walked into the revamped mess hall they could feel the tension in the air, all caused by two people. As for the mess hall, it looked completely different. Peter had really gone all out this year.
"Wow, this looks so cool", Kat exclaimed.
"Yeah Peter really knows how to throw a party", Binna agreed, "Wanna dance?" Kat smiled as Binna whisked her away to the floor.
"I remember last year", Ezra began.
"Oh do you now", David said in a gentlemanly tone, "So do I.
"Yeah, you were the ass trying to steal my girl", Ezra joked.
"You know I can only steal your girl, if you had her in the first place", David pointed out.
"Eh, you were still an ass", Ezra shrugged.
"So you got cool, and we got Ryder", Patrick quipped.
"I resent that", Ryder said.
"Whats with the top hat anyway", Shayne reached for Patrick's headwear.
"It's a new fashion trend", Patrick grabbed his hat back, "you'll catch on. As for me I think I spy a lovely lady needing to be cheered up.
Patrick walked over to the other side of the room where Charlie had positioned herself.
"Does one care to dance?" Patrick outstretched his hand.
"I've decided to stay in the corner tonight, be a loner", Charlie said.
"Well thats boring", Patrick exclaimed.
"Hey, it worked for the Unabomber right?" Charlie joked.
"Ah planning on bombing the place later huh?" Patrick asked.
"Got everything I need in my trusty old handbag", Charlie rested her hand on the red purse.
On the opposite side of the room Cristina felt parched as she lifted the punch bowl spoon and poured the liquid into her plastic cup.
"Someone looks like they're in need of a gentleman", Ryder came up besides her.
"Oh do you see one?" she quipped.
"Come on, let's dance a bit", Ryder smiled genuinely. She couldn't help but smile back as he took her hand and pulled her towards the floor.
"If we must", she grinned subtly.
Later, the party was in full swing. People were dancing, chatting and doing everything that normally happened at a party. Well everything that was allowed. The Cliff-hangers were having fun. Damien smiled to himself as he watched the group. Despite looking happy, he wasn't in the mood for a party. He had other things on his mind. He walked into the kitchen hoping to be alone. But sitting on the floor, sobbing was Charlie. She peered up at him, drying her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'll leave", Damien said, turning around quickly.
"No, its ok, I think I'm just gonna head back to the dorm anyway", she said timidly, "Kitchens all yours". He stood, watching her come towards the door, towards him. For a brief moment they caught each other's glare.
"Um...I wanted to tell you again how sorry I am", Charlie broke the eye contact as she looked to the floor. Damien said nothing. Say something, Charlie thought. "Yeah, ah I just wanted to say that again before I left". She tried to take off, feeling a little embarrassed but before she could, Damien spoke.
"You're leaving"
"Ah, yeah", Charlie turned back to him, "There's another school in Cali so...I'm leaving tomorrow"
"Oh, well good luck", Damien tried desperately to hide his emotions.
"Yeah", she started to walk but again he stopped her.
"It's not cos of me is it"? he asked.
She couldn't tell him the truth. That it was only because of him.
"I need to start fresh, get away from the mountains"
"You love the mountains", he interrupted.
"Yeah, but the beach is good too", she told him sadly. Both stood in silence watching their feet, hoping something would happen to get them out of the awkward situation that was occurring. Then Damien remembered something he had to get off of his chest.
"You know I'd never hurt you right? Like physically", he asked unexpectedly. He had to know.
"What", she was immediately upset, looking up to him. She would never want him to think that.
"Yesterday, you jumped, like you were scared of me", he stared at her for the first time, not taking his eyes off of her. He saw the hurt in her eyes caused by the fact that he'd asked that.
"Don't ever think that", she looked at him still staring towards the ground. She lifted his face gently so he was looking back at her. "You were the one good thing in my life".
He wanted to hug her, kiss her. He didn't want her to take her hand away from his face.
"I love you", she continued, "You don't have to say anything back, I wouldn't expect you to, I just ah... I just wanted you to know". She took her hand away, as he looked on surprised at her confession. She gave a small smile as she left. He desperately wanted to go after her but he knew nothing could ever happen. There was way too much history between them. So instead he watched her walk out of the mess hall and out of his life forever.
The morning sun shone through the windows as she zipped her last suitcase up tight, all packed to leave Horizon. As she stepped outside, Charlie breathed in the warm fresh air for the last time. The mountains glistened and she thought she'd never seen the school look so beautiful. But it always had been. She'd just never really taken in her surroundings.
"You ready", Sophie yelled as she and Peter walked closer to her dorm where she was standing.
"Yeah, I think so", Charlie said as she picked up one of her cases.
"Here, let me take that", Peter said reaching out for the bag.
"So, I guess this is it", Charlie shrugged.
"Not quite, you've still gotta say goodbye to all of us", Shayne said as she came towards Charlie and hugged her. "Good luck.
"Thanks", Charlie replied as Kat embraced her.
"Write to me ok", Kat told her, "I wanna know everything.
"I'll see what I can do", Charlie smiled.
"Lucky last", Charlie said as she saw Cristina.
"Yeah, whats up with that", Cristina said.
"Oh good, I thought we'd missed ya", Ezra said as he and the guys approached.
"Not yet", Charlie said.
"Patrick was taking forever to finish breakfast and when we tried to leave he freaked out", Binna laughed.
"I have cafeteria issues ok", Patrick tried to justify himself.
"I think you should leave out the cafeteria and make it less specific", David joked. Charlie hugged them one by one before turning her head to Ryder.
"Ryder", she smiled happily. "Do I get a hug or would you rather I go out in the more traditional way of a screaming match.
Ryder laughed as he came towards her to hug her. "Give 'em hell.
"Who? Me?" she smiled again.
Patrick hugged her last. He could sense she was looking for someone else.
"He's not coming", Patrick told her.
She smiled. "That ok, I didn't expect him to. That's why I wrote this. It has everything I need to say to him. Everything I knew I wouldn't get the chance to say", she held an envelope in her hands. "Could you give it to him"
"Of course", Patrick answered before hugging her again. She smiled at all of them once more before picking up her things and heading down towards Peter and Sophie.
"So, um thanks for everything you guys, I know I've been a little brat most of the time so..." Charlie faded out.
"Oh believe me, you weren't the first", Sophie replied.
"You take care, all right", Peter said as Charlie took one last hug.
"You guys are life savers, you know that?" Charlie said.
"We do what we can", Peter smiled.
"Well, I guess we better go", Sophie said as Peter finished putting the last suitcase in the boot.
"I'll miss you guys", Charlie called back at the Cliff-hangers. She smiled at peter and got in the car, ready for Sophie to drive her to the airport.
Charlie breathed in the sweet smell of wild flowers and the fresh air of the mountains one more time as Sophie drove them away. All the while the Cliff Hangers, her family, watched her leave.
Damien sat on his bed with the curtain slightly opened, watching the car pull away his best friend. The best friend he thought he'd never really gotten to know.
Later the same day, Patrick walked into the kitchen and saw a brooding Damien making his lunch.
"I have never in my life seen anyone put mustard on a pretzel", Patrick tried to make conversation.
"Well, you're in for a treat", Damien said with fake enthusiasm. "Watch closely.
Patrick had no sympathy for Damien. While the others even if they didn't agree, focused on the fact that Damien felt betrayed by Charlie, Patrick thought that even though the way Charlie went about it was wrong, the only thing Damien felt was guilt. He wasn't angry at Charlie. He just felt so much shame and repentance for what had happened to Charlie all those years ago. He forgot about her before because he couldn't handle knowing what he knew.
"So, how are you feeling?" he asked as Damien continued spreading the mustard.
Patrick smiled scoffing. "You're such an idiot, mate" he said almost under his breath.
"She wanted to leave Patrick", Damien told him. "I couldn't change her mind.
"Bollocks", Patrick interrupted him, "You and I both know that all you had to do was show up this morning and she would have changed her mind.
"Well, she's gone, there's nothing I can do", Damien through down his knife in rage.
"You mean there's nothing you're willing to do because if you did do something, you'd be admitting to everyone you were wrong to let her just leave", Patrick gave back what Damien was throwing at him. "I'll give you a little heads up on something, they already know. The only one who doesn't seem to know anything around here is you" He turned to leave. "Oh, I almost forgot, she gave me this to give to you, though I don't think you deserve it. I guess she sees something in you that I don't huh". Damien tried to look disinterested at the letter as Patrick walked away. He opened the envelope and carefully reached in for the letter. He took a seat and began reading.
Dear Damien So this is how it all turns out huh? There are so many things I need to say to you. I just never knew how. So here it is, written down. I want to say once more, how sorry I am. I need you to understand that although I try to put on a brave face, I can't get over what happened. I try so hard to just forget. I know you blame yourself, and I wish you would stop, because none of this is your fault. I hope you can forgive me for the way it came out in the end. I honestly thought it would be easier, for the both of us. I've never gotten over the pain of it all. It's not that I don't smile, it's not that I can't laugh, it's just that inside I have this aching sadness that just carries on. Its agony. Complete excruciating agony. It's like you're heart has been ripped out and stomped on and you can't breathe, you don't wanna eat, you can't function. It's the most intense pain you'll ever feel and it's yours for life. Remember that day, when you found me unconscious in the woods. I'd Od'd. I did the only thing I knew how to do. I shut myself down completely. And in that moment I reached my ultimate goal. I didn't feel a thing. That moment I stopped living. I deal with these things every day. I hope this doesn't make you feel worse, because that's not what I wanted. You try to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders and you don't have to. You can't do everything. You can't stop everything from happening cos it will happen and againyou'll blame yourself even though it wasn't your baggage in the first place. Anyway, my guess is this is lying in a bin somewhere only half read. I hope someday you can forgive me.Love Charlie
Damien wiped a tear from his eye as he put the letter back into the envelope. The letter had said everything he already knew but wouldn't admit. In rage, he kicked a chair that was opposite from where he was sitting. From outside, Patrick came running in to see what had happened. He saw the look on Damien's face.
"Do you know what time she leaves?" Damien asked as Patrick just smiled.
"Ok so how far is the airport from here?" Damien asked as they looked at an old map.
"Maybe about half an hour", Patrick replied.
"OK where's Peter?" Damien looked around.
"Why"
"Because we're stealing his car", Damien stood up, ready to leave.
"Oh, nice touch", Patrick said in an 'I'm sorry I asked' sorta way.
"Hey guys", Kat's voice came from behind them. Quickly they turned around hiding the map.
"Hi", Patrick smiled.
"Whats going on? You guys are acting weird", Kat asked suspiciously.
"The boy's woken up", Patrick told her, "We're going to stop Charlie from going.
"Pat"
"What? She can help us with peter's car", Patrick exclaimed.
"What about Peter's car"
"Well, apparently the plan is to borrow it for a while", Patrick explained.
"Oh, well that should be easy, considering Peter has his keys on him the whole time", Kat told them.
"Well, well, well, look at this", Ryder came through the door, obviously having heard everything. "Planning an escape.
Patrick just laughed bitterly "Great.
"OK, Ryder, you cannot screw this up for us ok", Damien began, "I know you're miserable and you'd like to see me having the same pathetic, meaningless life as you, but this is for Charlie ok. We have to stop her from going to California.
"You finished?" Ryder asked simply. "You wanna here my plan or shall I just go back to my pathetic meaningless life?"
"I should have known you'd know how to hot wire a car", Ryder said in a snobbish voice.
"Well, it's a good thing I did, since you're plan worked out so well", Damien said as he walked towards the Peter's car.
"So, do you know where to go?" Patrick asked changing the subject.
"You're coming aren't you?" Damien asked.
"Oh that's right", Ryder stirred, "You don't even have your licence yet. You don't know how to drive.
"You know, Ryder, you're right, but if you lay down on the gravel I'll give it a try", Damien said aggravated.
"Well, I can't drive either", Patrick told him. The two looked at each other defeated.
"Well, I can", Kat suggested.
"Kat you don't have to come", Damien said.
"Why? She's my friend to, I want to come", Kat said.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" a strong voice sounded behind them. They could feel his presence towering over them even before they turned to see him.
"Oh, hi Peter", Patrick managed to squeak out, "Fancy seeing you here.
The four had no choice but to tell Peter everything that they were planning to do and hope he would let them do it.
"So all this is for Charlie", peter asked.
"She never wanted to leave, she only did because she thought she had to", Damien tried to explain.
Peter sighed. He didn't need much persuading. He knew they were right. He never wanted Charlie to leave but in the end he couldn't stop her. But maybe Damien could.
"Ok, ok, but I'm driving".
In the mess hall the remaining Cliff Hangers were lounging around talking about the mornings events.
"Its gonna be weird not having Charlie around", Cristina whined.
"Yeah guess you'll just have to find somebody else to pick on you huh", Shayne joked.
As Cristina lay back into the couch Ryder came in ready to tell them the news.
"Hey losers, just so you know, Golden Boys decided to get Charlie, peters taking him, kat and Patrick to the airport.
"I saw Damien like, 20 minutes ago", Binna said, "He seemed pretty adamant about staying angry with her.
"Yeah well, I guess he changed his mind", Ryder said.
At the airport Sophie and Charlie sat in the car. Charlie was trying to work up the courage to open the door. She couldn't believe how everything had turned out. Two days ago she was as happy as she had ever been. Or maybe that was the wrong choice of words. She'd never really been happy, but the last few days before everything happened, she was beginning to think she might actually get there.
"Sophie, can I do this?" she turned to her.
"Do you think you can do this?" Sophie asked in true councillor form.
Charlie sat back in her seat. "I don't know.
"Change is never easy", Sophie began, "You fight to hold on, you fight to let go.
Charlie smiled. "You got that from the Wonder Years Sophie.
"What can I say, it stuck", Sophie laughed. Charlie sighed before hugging her and opening the door.
"Ok let's go".
"Come on Peter, her flight leaves soon", Damien urged.
"I'm going as fast as I can", Peter argued.
"Peter, what is this music", Patrick laughed.
"Its Peter Frampton", Peter replied, "You don't like Peter Frampton.
"Maybe if we were like 50", Kat laughed.
"OK well, what kind of music do you like?" Peter asked sounding genuinely offended.
"Thought you'd never ask", Damien said as he reached down and switched the station. "Hey I like this song.
"Whats he saying", Peter asked quizzically.
"I don't know", Damien answered. "But it's good, right?"
Finally they made it to the airport. Before Peter stopped the car Damien swung opened the door and ran to the huge grey building. He looked around frantically searching for Charlie. Not long after, Kat, Patrick and peter came running in. Damien spotted Sophie by herself. He started making his way to her but as he did he saw a glimpse of a girl smiling at the customs attendant. It was Charlie.
"Charlie!", he yelled, oblivious to the looks he was getting. She looked up in his direction.
"Damien", she muttered to herself as she saw him.
"Peter, whats going on here?" Sophie asked.
"Just trust me", Peter put a hand on Sophies shoulder.
"Hold on", Charlie told the attendant before walking out to Damien, leaving her stuff behind.
"Damien, what are you doing here"
"Please don't leave because of me", Damien burst out.
"What are you"
Damien pulled out the letter from his jeans pocket. "Look I read your letter ok, I know you don't really wanna go. I'm sorry if I caused this, but I don't want you to leave. No one does", he didn't take a breath.
Charlie sighed tearing up. "Damien, I think you're great, I do. A little self absorbed maybe but...The thing is, I need to start over. Not because of you, because of everything. Because of life.
"That's crap and you know it", Damien interrupted. "You're running away. Again"
"Damien"
"No, when things get too hard, you run. It's what you do. You were running back then and you're still running now", he told her a little irritated.
"I am not running", she said with force.
"Oh really, what would you call it"
"You know what, I gotta go", she turned away.
"No, you're flight can wait", Damien grabbed her arm pulling her back.
"Damien, let go", she warned him. He looked at her square in the eye. She couldn't help but look back. He saw a tear roll down her cheek and desperately wanted to hug her. "Damien, what do you want from me.
"Everything", he said almost yelling. "Everything", he repeated softly.
She quivered. "I can't give that to you", she told him softly.
"Why not"
"I'm scared", she admitted. He softened his glance before wiping away a tear on her face, with his finger.
"I know you're scared. So am I. I'm scared of everything. But most of all, I'm scared of walking out of this airport and never feeling again, the way I feel when I'm with you", he said.
She couldn't do what he was asking. She stepped away from him.
"I have to go", she cried.
"You don't have to be scared", he told her, "Not anymore.
She looked at him sadly
"Charlie, would you trust me?" he tried one last attempt
"You can't trust someone who thinks you're crazy", she smiled. "Thanks for coming", she said, "Saying goodbye.
She leaned in and hugged him tightly, not knowing if she was doing the right thing. As she turned to leave she gave a short wave to everyone.
"Bye Bretones", she said quietly as she walked back to the attendant.
Damien was gutted. He continued to watch her leave. He had failed. As he leaned his head on the glass, he saw her disappear into the crowd. He had lost her all over again.
Damien had gone straight to his dorm when he got back to Horizon, not wanting to talk to anyone. He felt as if life had always been against him. All he wanted was the one person that made him feel slightly less alone. He blamed himself. If he had just talked to her about everything she wouldn't have felt like she needed to leave in the first place.
In the Mess hall, the rest of the group was sprawled out on the couch.
"You should have seen him", Kat said, her head on Binna's shoulder. "He was devastated.
"Well if it's meant to be, it's meant to be", Binna comforted her.
"I wonder what the school's like in California", Ezra said.
"Probably full of a bunch of losers", Cristina commented.
"Imagine if the kids were exactly like us, complete doubles", Ryder said.
"Ryder, I feel bad enough as it is. To know there are two of you running around would push me over the edge", Shayne joked.
"Hey, Ruxton, did you tell Peter about your dad?" Ezra asked. In all the chaos over the last couple of days, David had forgotten about his problems. His father hadn't come to Horizon as he'd said he would, instead calling him and telling him to catch a bus back.
"Yeah, I'm here for good", David answered simply.
"How'd that go with your father?" Shayne wanted to know.
"Not good. He hung up the phone and said that he's disowning me", David smiled.
"I'm really sorry David", Shayne said.
"Don't be, he would never disown me, it wouldn't be good for his reputation", David told her.
Later the same day, Patrick entered his dorm to find Damien sitting on his bed.
"Hey man, how are you doing", Patrick asked.
"Eh, you know", Damien replied vaguely.
"Yeah I do", Pat smiled. "Hey, where about to play a game of soccer against the ridge runners. We're one player down if you're interested"
"Everybody in"
"Everybody but you", Patrick was glad to see Damien not taking Charlie leaving too hard. He realised it was tough for Damien to see her go, but life had to go on.
"Ok but only cos it'll be good to kick the Ridgerunners asses again", Damien laughed.
The sun was going down in the mountains and the Cliff hangers were looking forward to beating the Ridge Runners once again.
"Man these guys never give up", Binna said, "You'd think after beating them every single time that'd tell them something.
"Well thats fine by me", Patrick said kicking the ball around. "I never get tired of seeing their faces at the end of a game.
"Ok, everyone here?" Damien called, typically as the captain of the team.
"They are now", a timid voice said from behind on the grassy field.
The Cliff Hangers turned around. Damien knew that voice. They all did. Could it be her? Charlie was standing, bags in tow hoping she was doing the right thing.
"Charlie", Kat screamed before running up to her and hugging her. "Oh my god, you're back.
Charlie smiled, dropping her bags. "I missed my flight.
The group came up to her all at once and hugged her. Charlie couldn't understand either one of their questions as they were talking over each other, so excited, as if she was the best thing since sliced bread. She was overwhelmed, but most of all she couldn't hear them because all she could do was concentrate on Damien still standing in the same spot, not moving. Just staring at her. As they all backed off, the two couldn't take their eyes of each other.
"You missed you're flight?" Damien asked making sure he heard right, still standing metres away, refusing to come closer.
"Yeah.
"So, when's the next one?" he continued, hoping he knew what her answer would be.
She looked at him confused. "There's not a next one.
Relief came over his face even though he knew all along. He walked up to her; coming up so close it would have been unsettling, had it not been Damien. She looked up at him as he looked down at her.
"So why'd you really come back", he asked softly, centimetres away from kissing her.
"You said once, that you thought we made sense", she began, "I thought we didn't. I was sitting on that plain ready to go to California and realised the only thing that doesn't make sense is the fact that I was about to leave in the first place". She smiled at him shyly. She wasn't the Charlie that had left that morning. She seemed so unsure of herself. You would never believe that the Charlie Damien was staring at was once the tough on the exterior outspoken street kid. But that was ok to him. He realised then, that the girl he truly loved was the Charlie she was now. The Charlie she was when they were children. The Charlie that Damien knew was in her all along. He'd seen it, poking out a couple of times, even at Horizon. And he loved her.
He smiled at her, a mischievous spark in his eye. "I knew you wouldn't go.
She laughed. "Why's that"
"You're my best friend, you'd never leave me", he said quoting himself from way back when. She smiled at him again. He'd remembered that day in the park.
"Besides you may not be 10 years old anymore, but you still can't cook", he laughed joking. She laughed with him before quietening. Again, he looked at her, into her glistening eyes. He brushed her hair out of the way before gently lifting her chin so her mouth was level with his. Without hesitation he kissed her softly and tenderly. On instinct she lifted her arms and placed them around his neck, letting out a small laugh. She was finally happy as she kissed him again. The others watched, some genuinely happy, some amused by the show, but as for Damien and Charlie. They had forgotten about everyone.
"Hey", Damien held her waste.
"Mmm hmm", she said beyond words.
"I love you", Damien told her. She looked at him, biting her lip, smiling bashfully.
"Come here", she brought him back to her and kissed him again, neither one of them wanting to let go of the other.
It was a happy end to a long day and although all the Cliff Hangers were in high spirits, they knew that they still had a long way to go yet. Binna, Kat, Ezra, David, Patrick, Shayne, Ryder, Cristina, Damien and Charlie had learnt so much over the last year and they were bound to learn a lot more and have to deal with a lot more problems. But for now they would forget everything else and enjoy themselves. There was something in the air and nothing could bring them down. As Binna kissed Kat he wondered about next year before realising, he didn't want to think about it now. He had found her and that's all that mattered. The Cliff Hangers had one more thing to do before going to the cafeteria. They had to beat a couple of Ridge Runners in a game of football and with Charlie back, they knew it would be easy. As Charlie scored the first goal, Damien picked her up by her waste and kissed her. After years of the young couple's life, they were finally together and for now, nothing would change that.
THE END
Ok, ok so I know it's corny but screw it, I like corn haha.
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