…Since we First Met
By: Gandire Alea
A loud crack echoes throughout the encampment before the sun begins to rise. Calem is left rubbing his cheek as he watches Lana storm out to begin her tasks for the day.
Her cry, "You jerk!" replays itself in his mind.
Serena rubs her eyes as she says, "What did you do?"
"I said 'Good morning,' and then talk about the restoration. We'll be reaching a year soon."
A nostalgic smile crosses Serena's face. "We've really made a lot of progress." She then looks towards where Lana went. "You should go after her and apologize."
"But what did I do?"
A/N: Silly, silly, Calem. Now, I didn't say this before, but that's mostly because this just occurred to me. These stories are not in chronological order. I'm writing them as they occur to me. Truthfully, that doesn't really matter all that much. Little moments like these are time less.
-Gandire Alea
