Lost in the Lights

Epilogue

Once again, Becky finds herself standing alone in her bedroom surrounded by boxes. It's a little weird seeing her room looking so bare, but this move doesn't drudge up the same kind of mournful feelings the last one did. This time there's excitement, there's anticipation, there's –

"Hey Bec," Freen gives a little tap at Becky's bedroom door. "Need a hand?"

Becky turns to find Freen giving her that same soft grin she has come to adore. She's leaned against the door frame, clad in her jean cut-offs and a plain t-shirt, and Becky's never been so enamored.

"What?" Freen's grin widens.

Becky smirks, "Can't I check out my hot girlfriend?"

Freen rolls her eyes although her cheeks flush, "Smooth as ever."

"You know it," Becky winks before she goes to zip her suitcase. "You'll be happy to know that I've finally finished packing my room. It's been a super productive afternoon."

Freen sputters out a laugh as she glances around Becky's bedroom. The walls are bare aside from a couple framed pictures Becky couldn't find it in herself to take down. The desk by the window is neat and tidy for once too, but what makes Freen stop are the two gold crowns hanging off of one of Becky's football trophies.

"Not taking these?"

Becky turns to find Freen pulling one off and putting it on. She looks just as regal as she did on Prom night and it makes Becky's heart feel so full. She can't help but reminisce at how beautiful Freen looked all done up – she really took her breath away that night.

"You'd love that, wouldn't you?" Becky teases, "Too bad Nam will be at Yale. I'm sure she's going to miss the constant reminder that we won instead of her and Heng."

"I can still text her," Freen quips as she takes off the crown and sets it down where she found it. She goes back to looking around the room again, "It doesn't look like you in here anymore."

"Yeah," Becky sighs as she looks around too. Her eyes settle on Freen and she begins to grin, "But it'll be so much fun decorating our own place together. It'll look like the both of us."

"True," Freen grins, "I can't wait."

"Me neither!"

"I can't believe how fast the year went by," Freen mentions, "It feels like just yesterday that I was jumping off swings with you."

"You mean head-butting me?" Becky jokes.

"That too," Freen laughs, "And now we're off to college...together."

"Not just yet," Becky reminds her with a pat to her suitcase.

"That's right," Freen nods to it, "That everything?

Becky looks down and smiles, "Yup!"

Freen eyes the lone bag warily, "You're only bringing one?"

"We're only going for two weeks," Becky replies with a giggle, "You'd be surprised how much I fit in here. Bikinis don't take up that much space which is a plus."

She looks to Freen again hoping to see a smile but instead she finds her worrying her bottom lip. It makes Becky chuckle as she closes the distance between them. Once she's close enough, her hands land on Freen's hips.

"Don't stress," She tells her sweetly, "That defeats the purpose of a vacation."

"I'm not stressed," Freen shrugs, "I'm just wondering...if I packed a little too much now?"

Becky only giggles before pressing a kiss to Freen's lips.

"You're cute," She says.

Freen only sighs through her smile, "Can you tell I'm a little nervous?"