school right alongside her best friends; Lauren and Quinn.
Emails were easier for her, and she had kept up with Danny that way. There wasn’t too much personal; they just updated each other on their lives’. She knew he had decided to quit football after a head injury and was taking some time off to find himself and choose a new major.
Now she had come home for the holidays for the first time and didn’t know what to think of everything. She was still going through some counseling over the loss of the pregnancy that she hadn’t know about, and the relationship she was in was just something new and casual. She was much more cautious with her heart now.
“Is that you, Tanya?” she heard her mother’s voice coming from the hallway outside her old room and turned around to see her mother smiling and holding out her arms. They embraced, and he mother pulled back to survey her. “I’m so glad you’re here, darling. But you look so different!” Tanya had chopped off a lot of her hair and put a few pink streaks in. California punk style was so different, and her teachers encouraged her to experiment with fashion.
“I know, Mom. I’m glad to see you too. Where is everyone?” she asked, looking around with a smile. There were so many memories contained in those walls even though she only lived there for a few months.
“Well, your father hasn’t come in yet, but he swears he’ll be on the midnight flight tonight. You stepdad is already in bed. He had a long day at work, and he’s getting up early to help with the cooking. I think your brother is at band practice.” She saw her mother cringe a little at the word brother. Clearly, Tanya wasn’t the only one who hadn’t quite healed from what happened.
“Band practice?” she asked with a laugh.
“Oh, yes. He’s taken up singing and playing the guitar. He’s joined this band. They’re really good. They’ve played for us a few times. He’s dealing pretty well with the whole football thing, I think. We’re very proud of him. So, how about you? What have you been up to?”
Tanya shrugged, trying to imagine Danny in his jeans and tee shirt rocking out on a guitar. Somehow it fit, and she couldn’t help but be glad he was finally finding himself. “School has kept me pretty busy for the most part. There’s more to it than just the fashion classes. They already have us thinking about internships, and learning all the computer programs is even a little hard. Though, Quinn is helping me out with that. She’d pretty good. When we have spare time we go to some of the campus concerts and stuff. There are a lot of talented people there. It’s like a whole other world where only the best of the best in the arts exists.”
Her mother patted her on the back and began working in the kitchen, getting things ready for the next day. “So, do you have anyone special?” Tanya rolled her eyes, knowing why her mother wanted to know. She was worried about Danny, but Tanya had grown up since then. Even if something did happen between them it would be different now.
“Not so much. There is a guy a see off and on, but it’s nothing serious. He tours with a band a lot, and I’m too busy with school for us to be serious. And I want to stay open in case that right one is out there. Besides, I have to be careful, right? I’ll tell you what, though, Quinn has a boyfriend. It’s so funny; she’s head over heels for him.”
“Oh, that’s so great. What’s he like?”
“His name is James, and he’s a senior. He’s an artist and does abstract stuff like Picasso but much cooler and darker. He’s a pretty weird guy, but he’s nice.”
“Who’s nice?” The front door opened in the middle of their conversation, and there stood Danny in all his glory. Tanya held her breath as he walked up to her and gave her an awkward hug. He looked like himself, only more humble. His hair was still long and curly, and his eyes were still a piercing blue.
“The guy Quinn is