Hi, Izzy and Elizabeth!
So . . . I didn’t really know what to put here, so I am just going to go and just post this little part that I kinda just came up with. It isn’t that long and it doesn’t cover much, but I hope it keeps us moving.
<center>~*~*~*~*~*~ Aurora ~*~*~*~*~*~</center>
I opened my eyes slowly after hearing one voice echo in my head. Daddy?
The world spun around me as light swallowed my senses. Shutting them as fast as I could, I hoped to reclaim balance once again. My head continued pounding but Daddy’s voice continued speaking to me, telling me everything was going to be alright, that he was there and everything would be fine now.
I remember what happened. I remember falling and then . . .
Daddy. He must’ve healed me, but what about Ash? She was here. She saw. She must be totally freaking right now.
I fought to open my eyes, to see what was going on. I took another deep breath as I tried to focus on my Dad’s face above me.
“Daddy?” I asked faintly as I started to sit up, pushing myself off the floor.
“Hey,” he said softly as he helped me up. “Take it easy.”
“I’m fine now, Dad,” I tell him as I falter, making that last statement a total lie.
“Yeah. Fine. That’s why you can’t stand without swaying. Take it easy. Okay?”
“Okay.”
Together we make our way up to the edge of the cliff, where Mom and Ash were waiting. Mom must’ve been trying to keep Ash from coming down and seeing . . . stuff.
“Aur?” Ashley asks hesitantly, as though she can’t believe that it’s really me.
I nod a little and smile at her.
“Aur!” She says as emotion after emotion move across her features. She rushes over to me and envelops me in a hug. I lean into it, trusting her to keep my balance should it fail me. I could hear her quiet sobs and I rub her back soothingly.
“Hey, Ash. I’m fine,” I tell her, hoping it will offer enough insurance.
“Yeah?” she asks drawing back. “But . . . I saw you. You were bleeding! A lot. And now . . . you’re not.” She looked over to Dad and then back at me before turning to regard Mom. “What happened down there? You don’t have any scratches or cuts or wounds that you had before. You’re almost perfectly fine. What happened, Aur?”
She looking at the three of us with confusion but before any of us could say anything she continued as if she felt like she had to fill the silence with something.
“It isn’t like I’m not grateful or anything. I am really happy that you’re all right. But how?”
I look over at Mom standing beside Ashley and then turn to look up at Dad who is beside me. Why did this have to happen now? After that talk that Dad and I had. This isn’t the best situation to be desired. And we can’t just give her some half-baked lie. She saw me. She saw the condition I was in.
What are we going to do now?
<center>~*~*~*~*~*~ End Aurora ~*~*~*~*~*~</center>
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*MAX*
Ashley’s barrage of questions makes me feel like I’ve been caught doing something illegal. Maybe it is. The FBI thinks being an alien is illegal. My adrenaline kicks in again and my mind goes into overdrive. What can I tell her? She’d told me that she’d seen Aurora bleeding. I should have tried to heal the internal injuries and left the gash – but it’s just not that easy. My daughter was hurt. How could I leave her in pain?
Not to mention how much harder it would be to try it that way. Like cleaning only every other tile on a floor with a sponge, instead of just mopping the whole surface.
Aurora looks up at me at Ashley’s question. I know she’s thinking about the talk we’d had last night, about when to know if somebody can be trusted with the truth about us. This is too soon. Ashley’s only 14. Can she really handle this secret? What can I possibly tell her?
“Ashley,” I say, getting her attention as I take a step towards her. She looks at me and I continue, keeping my tone flat and serious. “You can’t tell anyone what just happened here.”
“But I don’t know what happened,” she says. Her cheeks are still damp from her earlier tears and she wipes at them with her shirtsleeve. “Aurora fell. And she was hurt. But now she’s not.”
“Exactly,” I tell her. “That’s what you can’t tell. It’s important. If other people knew, we could be in danger. Can we trust you?”
“Danger?” she repeats. “Aurora?”
“Yes,” Liz says. “I know you wouldn’t want anything to happen to her.”
Ashley doesn’t answer immediately. She shakes her head, staring wide-eyed at Aurora, who steps forward, extending a hand. “Ashley?”
“What happened?” Ashley asks again as Aurora puts her hand on her arm. “Your father … healed you?”
Aurora nods. “Yes. He can do … things like that. I can, too. A little. If people knew, the government would come after us.”
Liz has stepped forward, near Ashley. I put my arm around her, not sure if I should intrude, as I watch the two girls. I don’t want to run again. Can she be trusted? Can she?
Ashley is wide-eyed, looking from Ashley to me and back again.
"Ashley?" I ask at last, wondering what she was going to say.
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Ashley’s barrage of questions makes me feel like I’ve been caught doing something illegal. Maybe it is. The FBI thinks being an alien is illegal. My adrenaline kicks in again and my mind goes into overdrive. What can I tell her? She’d told me that she’d seen Aurora bleeding. I should have tried to heal the internal injuries and left the gash – but it’s just not that easy. My daughter was hurt. How could I leave her in pain?
Not to mention how much harder it would be to try it that way. Like cleaning only every other tile on a floor with a sponge, instead of just mopping the whole surface.
Aurora looks up at me at Ashley’s question. I know she’s thinking about the talk we’d had last night, about when to know if somebody can be trusted with the truth about us. This is too soon. Ashley’s only 14. Can she really handle this secret? What can I possibly tell her?
“Ashley,” I say, getting her attention as I take a step towards her. She looks at me and I continue, keeping my tone flat and serious. “You can’t tell anyone what just happened here.”
“But I don’t know what happened,” she says. Her cheeks are still damp from her earlier tears and she wipes at them with her shirtsleeve. “Aurora fell. And she was hurt. But now she’s not.”
“Exactly,” I tell her. “That’s what you can’t tell. It’s important. If other people knew, we could be in danger. Can we trust you?”
“Danger?” she repeats. “Aurora?”
“Yes,” Liz says. “I know you wouldn’t want anything to happen to her.”
Ashley doesn’t answer immediately. She shakes her head, staring wide-eyed at Aurora, who steps forward, extending a hand. “Ashley?”
“What happened?” Ashley asks again as Aurora puts her hand on her arm. “Your father … healed you?”
Aurora nods. “Yes. He can do … things like that. I can, too. A little. If people knew, the government would come after us.”
Liz has stepped forward, near Ashley. I put my arm around her, not sure if I should intrude, as I watch the two girls. I don’t want to run again. Can she be trusted? Can she?
Ashley is wide-eyed, looking from Ashley to me and back again.
"Ashley?" I ask at last, wondering what she was going to say.
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Hi, Izzy and Elizabeth!
So, like I said earlier, I was stuck on what I wanted to put in for the next part. Instead of thinking too much about it, I just sat down and typed up something to hopefully get us past this roadblock.
I hope it is okay and neither of you minds too much about what happens in it. If you have a better idea or a better part, feel free to let me know. I totally did not know what to do here.
<center>~*~*~*~*~*~ Aurora ~*~*~*~*~*~</center>
I can feel Mom and Dad behind me. We are all wishing for the same thing. We don’t really need to say it or anything. We just know. At least I think I know what they are thinking. I can’t totally be sure of it or anything. It all comes down to Ash. How she feels. I know I should be thinking about how she is taking this, but I can’t. I can’t think about how she is taking it.
Ash is my best friend. Keeping this from her has been the hardest thing I’ve had to do. There were so many times when I just wanted to tell her, but I couldn’t. I hated having to hide from her. She was my friend. I shouldn’t have to hide. But things are totally different now. Now she knows. She knows the truth about me. She knows that I am . . . different. Will she still want to be my friend?
I take an unsteady breath as I take a slow step closer. She moves back a little to keep her distance. She looks at me in question. I feel like she is seeing me like she has never seen me before.
The wind blows and wisps of her hair fly in front of her face.
“Ash? You okay?”
“You lied to me,” she says. Her voice is so hurt that it makes my throat close up a little. “You lied to me, Aur. Best friends don’t lie to each other.”
She wasn’t shouting. She wasn’t screaming. But this, her calm hurt was even more painful.
“I didn’t . . . I . . . I didn’t want to. I had to. I know that best friends don’t lie to each other, but . . . there wasn’t another choice. It was too much of a risk. If you didn’t know, you weren’t involved. You were safe. But I have wanted to tell you. I have. I just . . . couldn’t.” I don’t know how I was able to say the words through the tears that were filling my eyes and the lump in my throat.
I blink to try to clear my vision and brush the tears away, not caring that it would probably create smudges of dirt.
“Do you know how lonely it’s been? Do you lie in bed at night and think about how you can never share everything with someone without fearing that your life, your entire world could come crashing down if your trust in them was misplaced? Because I do. I think about it every night. I think about all the things I want to tell you but can’t.
“I thought I could trust you. I still think I can. Don’t prove me wrong, Ash,” I tell her through my sobs. “I’m still me. I haven’t changed. Now you just know everything. You know me. You know all of it. And I need you to promise that you won’t tell anyone. I need you to believe that keeping this a secret is the best thing. Please, Ash? I need you with me on this.”
She stood there, looking at me. And I had no clue on how to relate to her. I just waited for her answer. Waited and hoped that she knew that what I said was true, hoped that she believed that I was still the same person she was friends with.
“I . . .” She started to say something but trailed off. She turned away for a second and another sob shook me. What would I do if she turned away? Would her life be better without us? Without me?
“Hey! What’s going on? Morning party without us?” I turn to see David and Kevin heading over to us. Even though Daddy healed the scrapes, I had to do something. I concentrated on the power as I moved my hand across my leg while they were still too far to really see. Now, there was a pretty nasty scrape on my leg.
“Yeah. What . . .” Kevin trailed off as he came closer. “Aura, are you crying? What happened?”
“It’s nothing,” Ash said. “We went out for a hike, and Aurora slid on some loose rocks and got stuck on the lower ridge. I couldn’t get to her, so I went to get Mr. Evans.”
She covered. She covered for us.
“Whoa! Aura, that is one major scrape! Are you okay?”
Ash covered for us.
“Yeah. We were just going to head back to camp just now. But we have some serious girl talk to talk about later. Don’t we, Aurora?”
Her usual tone was back. Was she okay with this? “Yeah. Tons.”
<center>~*~*~*~*~*~ End Aurora ~*~*~*~*~*~</center>
So, like I said earlier, I was stuck on what I wanted to put in for the next part. Instead of thinking too much about it, I just sat down and typed up something to hopefully get us past this roadblock.
I hope it is okay and neither of you minds too much about what happens in it. If you have a better idea or a better part, feel free to let me know. I totally did not know what to do here. <center>~*~*~*~*~*~ Aurora ~*~*~*~*~*~</center>
I can feel Mom and Dad behind me. We are all wishing for the same thing. We don’t really need to say it or anything. We just know. At least I think I know what they are thinking. I can’t totally be sure of it or anything. It all comes down to Ash. How she feels. I know I should be thinking about how she is taking this, but I can’t. I can’t think about how she is taking it.
Ash is my best friend. Keeping this from her has been the hardest thing I’ve had to do. There were so many times when I just wanted to tell her, but I couldn’t. I hated having to hide from her. She was my friend. I shouldn’t have to hide. But things are totally different now. Now she knows. She knows the truth about me. She knows that I am . . . different. Will she still want to be my friend?
I take an unsteady breath as I take a slow step closer. She moves back a little to keep her distance. She looks at me in question. I feel like she is seeing me like she has never seen me before.
The wind blows and wisps of her hair fly in front of her face.
“Ash? You okay?”
“You lied to me,” she says. Her voice is so hurt that it makes my throat close up a little. “You lied to me, Aur. Best friends don’t lie to each other.”
She wasn’t shouting. She wasn’t screaming. But this, her calm hurt was even more painful.
“I didn’t . . . I . . . I didn’t want to. I had to. I know that best friends don’t lie to each other, but . . . there wasn’t another choice. It was too much of a risk. If you didn’t know, you weren’t involved. You were safe. But I have wanted to tell you. I have. I just . . . couldn’t.” I don’t know how I was able to say the words through the tears that were filling my eyes and the lump in my throat.
I blink to try to clear my vision and brush the tears away, not caring that it would probably create smudges of dirt.
“Do you know how lonely it’s been? Do you lie in bed at night and think about how you can never share everything with someone without fearing that your life, your entire world could come crashing down if your trust in them was misplaced? Because I do. I think about it every night. I think about all the things I want to tell you but can’t.
“I thought I could trust you. I still think I can. Don’t prove me wrong, Ash,” I tell her through my sobs. “I’m still me. I haven’t changed. Now you just know everything. You know me. You know all of it. And I need you to promise that you won’t tell anyone. I need you to believe that keeping this a secret is the best thing. Please, Ash? I need you with me on this.”
She stood there, looking at me. And I had no clue on how to relate to her. I just waited for her answer. Waited and hoped that she knew that what I said was true, hoped that she believed that I was still the same person she was friends with.
“I . . .” She started to say something but trailed off. She turned away for a second and another sob shook me. What would I do if she turned away? Would her life be better without us? Without me?
“Hey! What’s going on? Morning party without us?” I turn to see David and Kevin heading over to us. Even though Daddy healed the scrapes, I had to do something. I concentrated on the power as I moved my hand across my leg while they were still too far to really see. Now, there was a pretty nasty scrape on my leg.
“Yeah. What . . .” Kevin trailed off as he came closer. “Aura, are you crying? What happened?”
“It’s nothing,” Ash said. “We went out for a hike, and Aurora slid on some loose rocks and got stuck on the lower ridge. I couldn’t get to her, so I went to get Mr. Evans.”
She covered. She covered for us.
“Whoa! Aura, that is one major scrape! Are you okay?”
Ash covered for us.
“Yeah. We were just going to head back to camp just now. But we have some serious girl talk to talk about later. Don’t we, Aurora?”
Her usual tone was back. Was she okay with this? “Yeah. Tons.”
<center>~*~*~*~*~*~ End Aurora ~*~*~*~*~*~</center>
</center>*MAX*
I watch Aurora create a scrape on her leg and I wince. I just fixed that! But she's right. A small injury will lend more credence to our story.
Ashley goes along with the cover-up as David and Kevin arrive on the scene. So far, so good, but I'm still worried. We haven't told her yet that we're aliens. I don't know how she's going to react to that. Hopefully, her friendship will allay any panic she might have otherwise. So far, we've left Liz out of it, too. I think it would be best if it were possible to keep it that way.
“Let me give you a hand, honey,” I say, reaching towards Aurora.
She shakes her head, about to protest that she’s fine, when Kevin is beside her. “Oh man, that looks bad,” he says, threading his arm under hers to help her walk. “Just lean on me.”
Aurora smiles and ‘bravely’ limps in the direction of camp. I give Liz a smile, as we follow with David and Ashley.
I watch Aurora create a scrape on her leg and I wince. I just fixed that! But she's right. A small injury will lend more credence to our story.
Ashley goes along with the cover-up as David and Kevin arrive on the scene. So far, so good, but I'm still worried. We haven't told her yet that we're aliens. I don't know how she's going to react to that. Hopefully, her friendship will allay any panic she might have otherwise. So far, we've left Liz out of it, too. I think it would be best if it were possible to keep it that way.
“Let me give you a hand, honey,” I say, reaching towards Aurora.
She shakes her head, about to protest that she’s fine, when Kevin is beside her. “Oh man, that looks bad,” he says, threading his arm under hers to help her walk. “Just lean on me.”
Aurora smiles and ‘bravely’ limps in the direction of camp. I give Liz a smile, as we follow with David and Ashley.
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Hi Girls! Mia (my muse that continually goes MIA on me), decided that I needed to put something up here. I don’t fight her. Just follow her wishes. 
Hopefully this is okay.
And, Luvya, I am glad you enjoy reading this RP.
<center>~*~*~*~*~*~ Aurora ~*~*~*~*~*~</center>
“Oh, man, that looks bad,” Kevin says. He slides in right beside me, placing my arm across his shoulders. “Here,” he says softly, so softly that I wasn’t sure I really heard him speak, “just lean on me.” I take a step forward and inhale sharply. Not because of putting pressure on my leg, but because his other hand moved to rest on my waist. His grip tightened, and I can only guess that he thought it was because pain from walking.
“Aura?” he asked as I continued to limp across the trail. “You okay?”
“Y-yeah,” I said, nodding my head and inwardly wincing at the stammer. “I’m okay.” I push back the warm, butterfly feeling in my stomach as I continue down the trail, leaning on Kevin. And then, from out of nowhere, Ashley came up on my other side.
She took my arm and draped it across her shoulder. I looked at her shocked and all I saw was her unwavering smile. A smile that was so genuine, so bright, so true, that I knew—I knew things were going to be great, maybe even more than great, between us. I smiled back, and she squeezed my hand lightly before tilting her head to rest against mine for a second.
With Kevin on one side and Ash on the other, I knew I would be all right. I knew.
“Hey! What am I supposed to do? Aurora only has two arms,” David said as he rushed up to stand on Ash’s other side.
“You’re just too slow,” Ashley said smugly.
“You can carry my pack when we finish getting packed up,” I offer.
“Great,” he says sarcastically. “I get a bag.”
Ash puts her other arm across David’s shoulders, linking him to our chain, as we all laugh at what he said. We continued on to camp. The four of us together—the four musketeers.
<center>~*~*~*~*~*~ End Aurora ~*~*~*~*~*~</center>
Hopefully this is okay. And, Luvya, I am glad you enjoy reading this RP.
<center>~*~*~*~*~*~ Aurora ~*~*~*~*~*~</center>
“Oh, man, that looks bad,” Kevin says. He slides in right beside me, placing my arm across his shoulders. “Here,” he says softly, so softly that I wasn’t sure I really heard him speak, “just lean on me.” I take a step forward and inhale sharply. Not because of putting pressure on my leg, but because his other hand moved to rest on my waist. His grip tightened, and I can only guess that he thought it was because pain from walking.
“Aura?” he asked as I continued to limp across the trail. “You okay?”
“Y-yeah,” I said, nodding my head and inwardly wincing at the stammer. “I’m okay.” I push back the warm, butterfly feeling in my stomach as I continue down the trail, leaning on Kevin. And then, from out of nowhere, Ashley came up on my other side.
She took my arm and draped it across her shoulder. I looked at her shocked and all I saw was her unwavering smile. A smile that was so genuine, so bright, so true, that I knew—I knew things were going to be great, maybe even more than great, between us. I smiled back, and she squeezed my hand lightly before tilting her head to rest against mine for a second.
With Kevin on one side and Ash on the other, I knew I would be all right. I knew.
“Hey! What am I supposed to do? Aurora only has two arms,” David said as he rushed up to stand on Ash’s other side.
“You’re just too slow,” Ashley said smugly.
“You can carry my pack when we finish getting packed up,” I offer.
“Great,” he says sarcastically. “I get a bag.”
Ash puts her other arm across David’s shoulders, linking him to our chain, as we all laugh at what he said. We continued on to camp. The four of us together—the four musketeers.
<center>~*~*~*~*~*~ End Aurora ~*~*~*~*~*~</center>
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Okay, this didn't turn out too well 
I've left the ending open to how you guys want to start the memory. If you want me to do it, just let me know and I'll change it.
~* Liz *~
This entire morning has been a rollercoaster and it's not even noon. My heart is still beating fast from Aurora's injury. Even though I didn't see much since I was trying to make sure Ashley didn't see anything, I can tell by the way Max is breathing that the healing took a lot out of him. She must have been very badly hurt to have Max so winded.
For a moment I feel overcome by panic, trembling at the thought that I could have lost Aurora today. That if Max hadn't reached her on time then she might have died. The thought has me griping Max's hadn tigher and almost as if sensing my thoughts, he wraps his arms around me as we walk.
"She's okay, Liz." He says quietly. "She's okay."
I nod, forcing back the tears. I look over to where all four friends are now walking together and see that Kevin has his arm around Aurora's waist and she's 'bravely' walking with her arm around him and Ashley.
I smile at that, sensing that there is more here than meets the eye. I know that Aurora likes Kevin and Kevin is her best friend, but maybe there's something more from his side as well.
"She's being awfully brave." I whisper to Max with a smile.
Max looks at me and grins. "Yes, that appears to be one bad wound."
I laugh lightly before turning to look at them again. They are all laughing and enjoying themselves, almost as if they forgot what happened here before.
Well, not that anyone knew how badly Aurora was hurt. I see Ashley grinning at something Aurora said and I know I should feel apprehensive about whether she can keep our secret but the funny thing is I'm not. I know that no matter what happens Ashley can be counted on.
I'm sure she has a lot of questions and we'll get to that once we can talk privately, but till then I'm sure that Ashley will keep Aurora safe. I'm glad that Aurora's found a friend such as her.
"In a way, I'm glad Ashley knows." I say to Max as we tread on, nearing camp.
"Yeah." Max admits. "Me too. I know Ashley can be depended upon to keep this a secret."
"She can be." I assure him. "It's going to be easier for her now. She has someone to confide in about things other than us. Someone her age."
Max glanced at the kids again and a smile lit his face. "Things seem to be getting very interesting." he muses.
Looking at Aurora and Kevin I smile too. "Yes, it appears they already are."
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With a smile I finger the page of the book. "That was just the begining wasn't it?" I say to Max, thinking to Aurora's relationship with Kevin.
"Could you have imagined at that point in time that they would end up getting married?" Max asked.
"Looking back, I think I did know that they'dend up together." I tell Max. "There was always something there between them. It just took a while for it to develop."
"I guess you're right." Max admitted as he turned another page and came across another picture. This one was taken in the park on Aurora's sixteenth birthday. In the picture Kevin and Aurora are sitting side by side, smiling brightly at the camera. "You remember this day?" Max asks me.
"Of course." I tell him with a smile, remembering it perfectly. "How could I forget?" I laugh as I think back. "I think after her birthday Kevin was constantly coming over here. More than he usually did..."
I've left the ending open to how you guys want to start the memory. If you want me to do it, just let me know and I'll change it.~* Liz *~
This entire morning has been a rollercoaster and it's not even noon. My heart is still beating fast from Aurora's injury. Even though I didn't see much since I was trying to make sure Ashley didn't see anything, I can tell by the way Max is breathing that the healing took a lot out of him. She must have been very badly hurt to have Max so winded.
For a moment I feel overcome by panic, trembling at the thought that I could have lost Aurora today. That if Max hadn't reached her on time then she might have died. The thought has me griping Max's hadn tigher and almost as if sensing my thoughts, he wraps his arms around me as we walk.
"She's okay, Liz." He says quietly. "She's okay."
I nod, forcing back the tears. I look over to where all four friends are now walking together and see that Kevin has his arm around Aurora's waist and she's 'bravely' walking with her arm around him and Ashley.
I smile at that, sensing that there is more here than meets the eye. I know that Aurora likes Kevin and Kevin is her best friend, but maybe there's something more from his side as well.
"She's being awfully brave." I whisper to Max with a smile.
Max looks at me and grins. "Yes, that appears to be one bad wound."
I laugh lightly before turning to look at them again. They are all laughing and enjoying themselves, almost as if they forgot what happened here before.
Well, not that anyone knew how badly Aurora was hurt. I see Ashley grinning at something Aurora said and I know I should feel apprehensive about whether she can keep our secret but the funny thing is I'm not. I know that no matter what happens Ashley can be counted on.
I'm sure she has a lot of questions and we'll get to that once we can talk privately, but till then I'm sure that Ashley will keep Aurora safe. I'm glad that Aurora's found a friend such as her.
"In a way, I'm glad Ashley knows." I say to Max as we tread on, nearing camp.
"Yeah." Max admits. "Me too. I know Ashley can be depended upon to keep this a secret."
"She can be." I assure him. "It's going to be easier for her now. She has someone to confide in about things other than us. Someone her age."
Max glanced at the kids again and a smile lit his face. "Things seem to be getting very interesting." he muses.
Looking at Aurora and Kevin I smile too. "Yes, it appears they already are."
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With a smile I finger the page of the book. "That was just the begining wasn't it?" I say to Max, thinking to Aurora's relationship with Kevin.
"Could you have imagined at that point in time that they would end up getting married?" Max asked.
"Looking back, I think I did know that they'dend up together." I tell Max. "There was always something there between them. It just took a while for it to develop."
"I guess you're right." Max admitted as he turned another page and came across another picture. This one was taken in the park on Aurora's sixteenth birthday. In the picture Kevin and Aurora are sitting side by side, smiling brightly at the camera. "You remember this day?" Max asks me.
"Of course." I tell him with a smile, remembering it perfectly. "How could I forget?" I laugh as I think back. "I think after her birthday Kevin was constantly coming over here. More than he usually did..."
<center>There are endings and beginnings and then there are Crossroads; and, somehow, in the end all that's left are Pieces Of A Dream</center>
FallenMagic, your post was fantastic! Just perfect. Thanks much for joining us! If you or Sugarplum want any changes, let me know. I’ll be happy to change the names or anything.
Luvya, thanks for the kind words. I'm so glad you're enjoying this.
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*MAX*
I look around the party and smile. Everything’s come together so nicely. Liz and I were able to book the rose garden adjacent to Hansen Park for the night. We have spotlights on the temporary dance floor, paper lanterns lining the dining area and the nearby trails. Streamers and balloons decorate almost every surface, and a tiny bowl with a goldfish sits on each table. Everything looks absolutely magical.
I’m standing at the side, watching Aurora socialize with her friends. She looks beautiful, decked out in a brand new pale blue dress. Like something out of a fairy-tale. Smiling and chatting. She reminds me of her mom. I find myself lost in a moment of reverie that’s suddenly shattered as Chris and Dominick go rushing past, nearly causing me to spill the three sodas I’m carrying.
“Hey, guys! Watch out!” I warn them, but they’re already far enough away that they’re paying no attention to me. Michael's youngest and Isabel's son are always terror on wheels when they’re together. At eight and nine years old, the boys are just a little young for this gathering, but nobody wanted to exclude them from their cousin’s party, least of all Aurora. It’s nice to have everyone together. Everyone except Jesse, anyway. He’s still in Boston attending to business that he couldn’t avoid.
Seven-year-old Erica is the youngest but Kyle’s daughter has always seemed mature for her age. She’s with her eleven-year-old brother Justin, watching the fish in the koi pond. Michael’s older boys, Matthew (13) and Daniel (10) are standing to the side of the dance floor, whispering to each other. No doubt making fun of the girls while wishing Aurora’s sixteen-year-old friends were interested in them.
I make my way across the garden to deliver the sodas to Aurora, Ashley, and Grace. Isabel’s daughter is only twelve, but she seems to be fully accepted by the two older girls. At least for tonight.
“Having fun?” I ask.
“Yes, Dad. This is great,” Aurora beams.
“It’s amazing,” Ashley agrees.
I smile, glad that all our hard work is so well appreciated. “Where’s Stephen?” I ask. “Your boyfriend shouldn’t be neglecting you like this on your special day.”
“Oh, Daddy!” she scolds me, blushing. She and Stephen have been a recognized “couple” for the past few months, although they haven’t gone on any actual solo dates. Just group activities with the rest of their friends, including Ashley and Kevin.
“They went to get more food, Uncle Max,” Grace tells me.
I smile at that. The boys seem to always be starving whenever the come by the house. It’s not surprising that they’re still eating tonight. “Do you want me to get the DJ to put on some dance music for you girls before the cake comes out?”
“For me?” She asks with a playful tone in her voice. “Or do you just want an excuse to dance with Mom?”
I frown in mock insult and then grin. “Why shouldn’t we have fun, too? After all, this is a party.”
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Luvya, thanks for the kind words. I'm so glad you're enjoying this.
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*MAX*
I look around the party and smile. Everything’s come together so nicely. Liz and I were able to book the rose garden adjacent to Hansen Park for the night. We have spotlights on the temporary dance floor, paper lanterns lining the dining area and the nearby trails. Streamers and balloons decorate almost every surface, and a tiny bowl with a goldfish sits on each table. Everything looks absolutely magical.
I’m standing at the side, watching Aurora socialize with her friends. She looks beautiful, decked out in a brand new pale blue dress. Like something out of a fairy-tale. Smiling and chatting. She reminds me of her mom. I find myself lost in a moment of reverie that’s suddenly shattered as Chris and Dominick go rushing past, nearly causing me to spill the three sodas I’m carrying.
“Hey, guys! Watch out!” I warn them, but they’re already far enough away that they’re paying no attention to me. Michael's youngest and Isabel's son are always terror on wheels when they’re together. At eight and nine years old, the boys are just a little young for this gathering, but nobody wanted to exclude them from their cousin’s party, least of all Aurora. It’s nice to have everyone together. Everyone except Jesse, anyway. He’s still in Boston attending to business that he couldn’t avoid.
Seven-year-old Erica is the youngest but Kyle’s daughter has always seemed mature for her age. She’s with her eleven-year-old brother Justin, watching the fish in the koi pond. Michael’s older boys, Matthew (13) and Daniel (10) are standing to the side of the dance floor, whispering to each other. No doubt making fun of the girls while wishing Aurora’s sixteen-year-old friends were interested in them.
I make my way across the garden to deliver the sodas to Aurora, Ashley, and Grace. Isabel’s daughter is only twelve, but she seems to be fully accepted by the two older girls. At least for tonight.
“Having fun?” I ask.
“Yes, Dad. This is great,” Aurora beams.
“It’s amazing,” Ashley agrees.
I smile, glad that all our hard work is so well appreciated. “Where’s Stephen?” I ask. “Your boyfriend shouldn’t be neglecting you like this on your special day.”
“Oh, Daddy!” she scolds me, blushing. She and Stephen have been a recognized “couple” for the past few months, although they haven’t gone on any actual solo dates. Just group activities with the rest of their friends, including Ashley and Kevin.
“They went to get more food, Uncle Max,” Grace tells me.
I smile at that. The boys seem to always be starving whenever the come by the house. It’s not surprising that they’re still eating tonight. “Do you want me to get the DJ to put on some dance music for you girls before the cake comes out?”
“For me?” She asks with a playful tone in her voice. “Or do you just want an excuse to dance with Mom?”
I frown in mock insult and then grin. “Why shouldn’t we have fun, too? After all, this is a party.”
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Hey, Iz! Awesome part! I have a question that I was hoping you could answer, too. How long is Aurora’s dress?
<center>~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ Aurora ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~</center>
I can’t seem to stop smiling. Everything is just so beautiful. The roses, the lanterns, the torches, the tables, the way everyone looks . . . It’s beautiful. All of it. All the lights in the garden cover everything in a soft glow and the continuous sound of conversation and laughter fills the air and makes me smile even more. Everyone seems to be having such a great time.
Even Chris and Dominick seem to be having fun. Although their fun is certainly keeping people on their toes, including Uncle Michael, Auntie Maria, and Auntie Isabel. You just never know when they will plow through on their continuous game that looks like tag.
“I know I told you this before, Aur, but your dress is wonderful.”
I smile at what Ash says and smooth out the material. “Thanks. Have I told you how great a best friend you are for finding this among all the other dresses we looked at?” I kid. I have been telling her that just about every day since we found it.
She contemplates it and gets her “thoughtful” expression on her face. I roll my eyes at her expression and Grace catches it. She quickly tries to stifle her giggle when Ash replies, “Not for the past 12 hours or so.”
We all look at one another and burst into giggles.
“Hey, Grace,” I ask when the giggles begin to subside, “where’s your Mom? I wanted to thank her again for styling my hair.” Grace shrugs lightly and looks around, no doubt trying to find her in the crowd of people filling the garden. That was until Dad came over and started to embarrass me in front of Ash and Grace.
“Why shouldn’t we have fun too?” he asks. “After all, this is a party.” I roll my eyes once again. Even though I don’t always show it, I can’t wait until the day that maybe I have what they have.
“Okay,” I say. “We can start the music, and if people want to start dancing, I say we do that.”
“Okay. I’ll go and get the DJ to start playing some things.”
“Have you seen where Chris and Dominick ran off to?” I ask before he walks off.
“The last I saw, they were running circles around your Uncle Michael.”
I could totally see that happening. If there was anyone to run circles around Uncle Michael, it would be Chris and Dominick. “How’s he doing with them?”
“As well as can be expected,” Dad says as he winks and walks over to talk to the DJ. Moments later music filled the air as the DJ started to play some music.
“Shall we?” Ash asks as she extends her hand to me.
I take her hand and smile as I reply, “We shall.” I extend my hand to Grace and she joins us as the three of us walk to the dance floor to start something that hopefully others will follow.
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I can’t seem to stop smiling. Everything is just so beautiful. The roses, the lanterns, the torches, the tables, the way everyone looks . . . It’s beautiful. All of it. All the lights in the garden cover everything in a soft glow and the continuous sound of conversation and laughter fills the air and makes me smile even more. Everyone seems to be having such a great time.
Even Chris and Dominick seem to be having fun. Although their fun is certainly keeping people on their toes, including Uncle Michael, Auntie Maria, and Auntie Isabel. You just never know when they will plow through on their continuous game that looks like tag.
“I know I told you this before, Aur, but your dress is wonderful.”
I smile at what Ash says and smooth out the material. “Thanks. Have I told you how great a best friend you are for finding this among all the other dresses we looked at?” I kid. I have been telling her that just about every day since we found it.
She contemplates it and gets her “thoughtful” expression on her face. I roll my eyes at her expression and Grace catches it. She quickly tries to stifle her giggle when Ash replies, “Not for the past 12 hours or so.”
We all look at one another and burst into giggles.
“Hey, Grace,” I ask when the giggles begin to subside, “where’s your Mom? I wanted to thank her again for styling my hair.” Grace shrugs lightly and looks around, no doubt trying to find her in the crowd of people filling the garden. That was until Dad came over and started to embarrass me in front of Ash and Grace.
“Why shouldn’t we have fun too?” he asks. “After all, this is a party.” I roll my eyes once again. Even though I don’t always show it, I can’t wait until the day that maybe I have what they have.
“Okay,” I say. “We can start the music, and if people want to start dancing, I say we do that.”
“Okay. I’ll go and get the DJ to start playing some things.”
“Have you seen where Chris and Dominick ran off to?” I ask before he walks off.
“The last I saw, they were running circles around your Uncle Michael.”
I could totally see that happening. If there was anyone to run circles around Uncle Michael, it would be Chris and Dominick. “How’s he doing with them?”
“As well as can be expected,” Dad says as he winks and walks over to talk to the DJ. Moments later music filled the air as the DJ started to play some music.
“Shall we?” Ash asks as she extends her hand to me.
I take her hand and smile as I reply, “We shall.” I extend my hand to Grace and she joins us as the three of us walk to the dance floor to start something that hopefully others will follow.
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The dress? Well since you're Aurora and Ashley, I guess you can decide how long it is. I was guessing a tea-length.
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~*MAX*~
After setting up the dance music, I make my way back to where Liz is chatting with Maria.
"I can't believe how big she is," Liz sighs.
I nod. "You're telling me. She looks so grown up. And she's just as beautiful as her mom." Looking over at the girls, I notice that Stephen, Kevin and David have joined them. "She's got a boyfriend and everything."
"I can't believe you're taking this so well," Maria says as Michael shows up beside her.
"That's because they haven't actually gone on any real dates." Liz grins. "He's still thinking of them as friends. Just wait until she's driving around town unsupervised."
I frown at that. A driver's license and a boyfriend. Not a good combination. Michael suggests, "Would it seem like too much of a coincidence if her boyfriends always came down with some sort of rash when they were on their date?"
I grin, but Liz shakes her head. "Wouldn't work. Rory would fix it before he even realized there was a problem."
"Well then," I say. "We'll just have to be sure she only goes out with guys we like."
Liz laughs, and then gives me a wink. "My dad tried that. It didn't seem to work so well."
"I'll tell you what," I say, wrapping my arm around her waist. "If some weird boy comes and actually saves her life one day, I'll -"
"You'll what?" She teases.
"I'll concider giving him a chance," I smile.
Liz tries to poke me, but I avoid her. "Max Evans, you are impossible!" she says with a mock glare.
"Sure, and that's why you love me, isn't it?" I grin, and give her a little kiss on the forehead. "Listen. The dance music's starting. Would you care to join me?"
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~*MAX*~
After setting up the dance music, I make my way back to where Liz is chatting with Maria.
"I can't believe how big she is," Liz sighs.
I nod. "You're telling me. She looks so grown up. And she's just as beautiful as her mom." Looking over at the girls, I notice that Stephen, Kevin and David have joined them. "She's got a boyfriend and everything."
"I can't believe you're taking this so well," Maria says as Michael shows up beside her.
"That's because they haven't actually gone on any real dates." Liz grins. "He's still thinking of them as friends. Just wait until she's driving around town unsupervised."
I frown at that. A driver's license and a boyfriend. Not a good combination. Michael suggests, "Would it seem like too much of a coincidence if her boyfriends always came down with some sort of rash when they were on their date?"
I grin, but Liz shakes her head. "Wouldn't work. Rory would fix it before he even realized there was a problem."
"Well then," I say. "We'll just have to be sure she only goes out with guys we like."
Liz laughs, and then gives me a wink. "My dad tried that. It didn't seem to work so well."
"I'll tell you what," I say, wrapping my arm around her waist. "If some weird boy comes and actually saves her life one day, I'll -"
"You'll what?" She teases.
"I'll concider giving him a chance," I smile.
Liz tries to poke me, but I avoid her. "Max Evans, you are impossible!" she says with a mock glare.
"Sure, and that's why you love me, isn't it?" I grin, and give her a little kiss on the forehead. "Listen. The dance music's starting. Would you care to join me?"
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~*Grace*~
This party is really amazing. It's like living in some kind of fairy tale land. Aurora has the perfect dress to go with the perfect party.
Uncle Max comes over and kids around with her which she seems to be embarrased about. I look around at the garden once more and smile softly as Uncle Max goes off to turn on the dance music.
I hum along to some and then hear "Shall we?", from Ashley and then feel Aurora grab my hand and pull me out onto the dance floor. I laugh softly as we dance around and have fun. Then the guys come over and join us.
Who would of thought guys would actually be nice enough to dance? The guys at my school still make fun of us, so immature sometimes.
I smile when Aurora spins me around then Ashley spins her around. This really is turning out to be a great party. Maybe someday I'll be able to have a magical 16th birthday.
This party is really amazing. It's like living in some kind of fairy tale land. Aurora has the perfect dress to go with the perfect party.
Uncle Max comes over and kids around with her which she seems to be embarrased about. I look around at the garden once more and smile softly as Uncle Max goes off to turn on the dance music.
I hum along to some and then hear "Shall we?", from Ashley and then feel Aurora grab my hand and pull me out onto the dance floor. I laugh softly as we dance around and have fun. Then the guys come over and join us.
Who would of thought guys would actually be nice enough to dance? The guys at my school still make fun of us, so immature sometimes.
I smile when Aurora spins me around then Ashley spins her around. This really is turning out to be a great party. Maybe someday I'll be able to have a magical 16th birthday.
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