Cassandra (with_hope_again) wrote in halcyon_halls, @ 2008-04-12 22:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | cassandra, jasper |
Week Seven: Wednesday
Who: Cassandra and Jasper
Where: Outside by the cliffs
When: Wednesday after classes
She was happy for him. That was the fact that Cassandra had to keep reminding herself as the week had had progressed in what Cassandra was certain was light speed. Too fast. Too much to to. Too fast and in just a blink of her eye Jasper would be gone and she didn't know she was going to feel after that.
Well that wasn't entirely true. She knew that she'd be a lonelier and that she'd miss seeing him around the school and she'd miss leaving him baked goodies and miss trying to find new things that he might like since unlike Micah he didn't like sweets as much. But in the end she knew that it didn't really matter what she'd miss because that was just selfish. This was about Jasper finding something that would make him happy and that was worth all the pain of missing him in the world.
She knew what it was like to... not feel anything more than just okay. Like where you were was nothing more than just a place to live, better than some places and worse than others in the grand scheme of things. But it wasn't how you should live your life. Cassandra knew she was lucky enough to remember actually being happy. Her dad throwing her up in the air while she laughed until she thought she was going to cry. Birthday parties when she was small and even the smallest bit of time of a birthday party here until things had all gone terribly wrong. But, she had a horrible sinking feeling in her heart that Jasper hadn't even had those small moments to look back on and smile.
So if leaving the school and finding himself gave him even half the opportunity to have a moment or two of pure simple happiness... she would write him a million letters and send him boxes of cookies in the mail and miss him until she could see him again.
Cassandra had left a box of zucchini bread in front of their door with Jaspers name hand written on top of the box, a note attached that said she would be outside after classes and that he should bring those brochures and they could look at them. Outside was twofold. She knew Jasper was most comfortable with nature surrounding him and even if her race didn't require it, she always felt a bit more at ease with space around her and fresh air. It was almost painfully sunny, Cassandra was wearing a pair of cutoff shorts and a t-shirt in deference to the weather or she'd melt. She was slathered in sunscreen though since her skin was a bit too pale to stand up to any kind of sun without turning a bright painful pink. Her cheeks did that enough on their own.
A book was tucked in her lap where she sat cross-legged on the grass, but she wasn't really reading it. Rather she was looking out over the calm waters and just... thinking. Waiting.