They were still in costume and looked even better in person than they did on stage. Who knew someone could make green face paint look that damn good? That Taye Diggs was one lucky son of a bitch…

Anyway to make a long story short, we got to hang out with the cast for a little while and take a few pictures. It was so awesome getting to spend time with them. They were all so down to earth and real, unlike the majority of LA. It was such a refreshing experience.

They were nice enough to sign a script and my playbill before we left. I have both sealed air tight and locked away in a safe but I won’t lie, I often find myself staring at them both for hours, just reliving that night over and over; going through every single detail in my head.

That was the last time I ever said anything remotely nice to my father. That was the last night we shared peacefully together. I’m pretty sure that was the last night I told him I loved him…and meant it.

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I yawned and stretched my back, pleased when I heard it pop a few times. I was exhausted lately. It was like this last year too; I loaded up my second semester schedule with AP classes so I could get most of the Gen. Eds out of the way, so it made school pretty intense and completely drained me.

There was a knock on my door and I knew who it was.

“Come in Ky.”

She walked in timidly, as if she’d never been inside my room before. It was an endearing quality, but after so many years you’d think she’d out grow it. She took a seat on the other side of me and got out her books. We were in the same classes; we made sure of that during scheduling. Neither of us was stupid in school, by any means. We just decided it’d be better to stick together, just in case.

“Again?” she asked when she saw what was on my screen. “You’re going to turn into one of those obsessive computer nerds that blogs about anything and everything aren’t you?”

I stared at her in slight disbelief and altered my voice, “Uh check me if I’m wrong Sandy, but aren’t you one of those obsessive computer nerds that blogs about anything and everything?”

She laughed lightly, “You’ve seen Caddyshack one too many times, Ash.”

There’s another thing I adore about her, she gets my quotes. Best best friend ever; without a doubt.

“And I don’t blog about anything, thank you very little. I’ll have you know that my Mulder Appreciation site has debates about his inner workings and thoughts throughout the course of the show, and they are very intelligent!”

I shook my head and smiled at her, “Let’s just do our work shall we? Or I could always call the Idiot Brigade over so we could drink awesome shooters, listen to awesome music, and ya know, just soak up each other’s awesomeness.”

Her eyes widened in shock, “Don’t you dare bring those disappointments to the human race over here Ashley Davies. There will be hell to pay. That might even call for some Avada Kedavra action.”

She pulled out her wand and pointed it right between my eyes. She always had that thing with her, it was cute. And a little scary; I was worried she was going to put someone’s eye out. It did provide a chance to have a little fun with her though.

“Easy Ky, you know what all that magic talk does to me,” I said while looking at her seductively. “You also know you remind me of Hermione…and can I just say again all the things I would do to-”

That’s all it took to get her laughing so hard she snorted. She put down the wand and grabbed her math book instead, ready to take on the exciting world of equations with more letters than numbers.

“You’re almost too gay to function.”

“Thanks Janice. Say crack again,” I smirked.

“CRACK!”

No matter how big of a nerd, she was still the coolest person I knew. I clicked submit on my post and ignored the email alert that just popped up. Such trivial things could always wait til later; Kyla was always number one priority.