The Brightest Timeline

The Annie of It All- Part I

Author's Note: First and foremost, hi, hello, howdy! I promise, I'll definitely try to avoid creating only Jeff and Annie short stories and one-shots, y'all deserve some Trobed, Abedison, Trobedison and Brittannie as well. I know for a fact that I've gotta give y'all some flavor. 

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Years had passed since the announcement of her move to DC, and if she were being honest with herself? Annie Edison was beyond nervous to be back at Greendale. Sure, she was absolutely excited to be back with the study group she'd grown to know and love as her family, but there were still certain people she couldn't help but feel hesitant and anxious about seeing once again. "I let you go, Annie."  Those words spoken by Jeffrey Winger played over and over in her head the entire flight to D.C. Even after a few mini bottles of Grey Goose on the flight to settle her nerves, those five words still played over and over like a broken record in the back of Annie's mind. "The heart, which cynics say is code for penis, wants what it wants. But, I let you go." 

What the hell was that? Unsure of how to process all of her confusions, her emotions, and any possible heartaches that arose because of that kiss, that damned kiss, Annie did what any other girl would do in that situation. She buried those feelings into a grave concealed in her inner thoughts, somewhere they would be safe, at least until she'd kept everything bottled in to an unhealthy extent, surely one which would lead to an unseemly and unfortunate breakdown years down the road.  Luckily for Annie, that wouldn't be anytime soon. For the most part, Annie had found herself keeping in touch with most of the members of the study group. Only recently had she brought herself to work up the nerves to delete numbers she hadn't used in a while, Vaughn, Pierce and Jeff's. It made her sad to realize that she'd lost a bond that once upon a time, she absolutely cherished just like that. "Well, I'll regret the kiss for a week. I'm in my twenties, who cares?"  Just like that, Annie had lied to herself regarding Jeff for the first time. Needless to say, finally feeling as if she'd shaken herself out of a highly dangerous trance, Annie was relieved. Granted, deleting Jeff's number was pointless, considering the fact that she'd already had it memorized since the day she'd left Greendale behind. Still, it felt nice to have some closure.