I think I died and went to heaven.
There's no way I could be this happy. I never thought this maximum happiness was even possible. Maybe it was just relief.
But I could still feel the hairs on my back sensing someone was watching us.
Then I remembered: Marissa. Of course she would be watching us.
"Do you think Marissa is spying on us?" I asked Casey.
"I AM NOT!" came from the window. Well, that answers that question. Casey chuckled. I looked up. The window curtains upstairs mysteriously closed. And I have had enough deduction training to figure out that that wasn't a ghost closing those curtains.
"Come here. I have something to show you." Casey led me over to the picnic blanket. He reached into the picnic basket and pulled out a flat, long-ish box.
"This is why I had to leave that time at the mall," he admitted. And at that moment, I couldn't believe that I could've gotten any happier.
But I did.
It was such a relief, knowing that he didn't leave that one day to go make out with Carrie or something. I felt the tiniest bit smug at the moment. (But then I remembered that being totally not-humble was something my moronic mother "Lady" Lana would do, so I immediately stopped.)
I shook my head back to reality. It was surprising, though, that I considered all of this a reality. Casey had always seemed more like a dream than part of the freakshow of a life I live in.
At that moment, Casey faced me, looking deep into my eyes. I almost drowned again in the chocolaty-goodness. Thankfully I stopped myself quick enough before I could make a fool of myself in front of Casey again.
"I know you're not the kind of girl to go crazy over this kind of thing, but I wanted to give something to you. As appreciation. I've had so many great times with you, and I haven't forgotten a second of it."
And then he opened the box.
Inside was a medium-sized silver key. At the top, there was a loop and I noticed that through the loop, there was a delicate chain. It was a necklace. Engraved in the top part of the key, there was a small heart. Now, Casey was right. I'm not the kind of girl who likes jewelery. I hate wearing it. It just gets in the way of things like playing catcher and stalking random-but-suspicious-looking dudes.
But staring at the delicate little key in Casey's hand, I realized that deep inside, I'm a sucker. For love. For Casey.
"I understand if you think it's kind of weird… I can always return it." Casey looked doubtful.
"No, no. It's perfect. I love it." And it was. It wasn't like it was one of those princess-y heart chain things. It was like me: opening all sorts of truths and surprises.
So then, Casey stood up and took the necklace out of the box. He walked around me. Like always, goosebumps sprang up when he got close. Traitorous skin.
He swept my hair, which surprisingly I had left down, and fastened the chain around my neck.
"So what's inside the basket?" I asked.
"I don't know. Marissa set this up, and you know her."
"HEY!" came from the window again. I snickered.
"Do you guys want to get some dinner?" Casey asked, obviously talking to Marissa, too.
I couldn't think of anything better. "Yeah, sure"
"YEAH! LET'S GO!" Marissa screamed.
"Burger Hut?" I suggested with a chuckle, reminding Casey of our first date.
He shrugged. "Sure!"
And so off to Burger Hut we went.
Alright, 5th chapter done! I know some people don't like the romantic-y Cammy stuff that much so I'm going to put some showdowns between Sammy and Heather in the future. Also, I'm thinking about pairing Marissa up. After all she's done for Sammy, I think she deserves it!
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