**Sorry for the really short chapter. There has also been a time jump. Callie has graduated, gone to university and moved back to Laos to her old house and school as a prep/kindergarten teacher. Enjoy!**
Moving into my house was a tragedy. Being back in Laos was something I never thought would happen. And to work at the school I graduated from! While unpacking some things for my room, I picked up a journal, from when I was a freshman. It was full of drama, Jackie and Clover. I had almost forgotten about them, until I had a dream. I wondered where they were in the world. I read further into the drama of boys and arguments, and when I reached the parts about Ollie...I felt some sort of heartbreak. We dated long-distance for 4 years, until we just stopped talking. I was caught up in university, and I didn't even know what he was doing.
That afternoon, I biked to the school. Walking into the front court was so nostalgic, I wondered what the rest would be like. Tomorrow was the first day of school, so I would be meeting my colleagues and my grade level team. The cafe had been renovated, as well as the pool. I swam in that pool every morning for 5 years. I missed the smell of chlorine and sweat evaporating off my skin as I walked into the steamy locker room. All of the swim meets, and memories I had...I even missed the travel meets, where I would see Axel, and race against him. The years he didn't go to VIS, I trained harder and longer. I wanted to prove something to him, that was so childish.
Later in the evening, I gathered my bag, ready to come back to this place. I was scared I would see some old friends, or even some enemies. I dozed asleep on the sofa, trying not to think about Ollie and our memories as teenagers...But it was impossible.
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Dear Braylin...
RomanceThis story is one I wrote with help from my friends. It is a dream I had. I like to write about my dreams as stories. The names are fake, but every character is based on someone I know, from my current school. Please tell me if you like it! (It is a...