Life And Death After Highschool: Packing up the Past
by Buffy Anne Harris
Cordelia Chase walked out of her large walk in closet her arms filled with a mound of clothing. She made her way to her bed nearly stumbling on the way. She lay the clothes down, and looked over the bed. Laid out on it were clothes, photo albums, and other objects she couldn't bare to part with. She walked over to her dresser on top of it was a small wooden jewelry box. She lifted the lid of the keepsake. She looked inside to see that everything was there then took it over to her bed.

She opened the small box one last time and removed a heart-shaped locket from inside. She held it up in the light. It had been a valentines day gift from Xander. And she had kept it even after everything that had happened. Slowly she placed the necklace back into the box and shut the lid gently then laid the box into her suitcase that lay open on her bed.

From downstairs she could hear the arguing and fighting of her parents. It had become the nightly ritual around the Chase house since the IRS had shut down Daddy's business. She shook it off and continued to pack. She finished putting her clothes in her bags and reached for a photo album. She had pictures of her, her family and her friends, since she was a little girl. However she had picked up the album from senior year. She flipped through the pages, it had been so full at the beginning of the year. She had remembered that she almost thought she might have to buy a second album. There were pictures of her with harmony, and ones of her with the so-called Scooby-gang. She turned the pages coming close to the end. There were so few pictures of the end of school. There were a few of her in her prom dress, and a couple of her from before graduation. And pre-snake-demon-giant-monster-mayor came out to play. But that was all. There weren't many of her with friends.

After the Xander fiasco the people who she had considered friends she just couldn't stand to be around. And the people who used to fight for her attention and to begged to be friends with Cordelia Chase now snubbed her. But the thing that bugged her most of all about the whole thing wasn't her lack of friends. It was that she had let Xander get close enough to her to be hurt by him. She had never let any guy she dated that close. And he had broken her heart.

She shut the album and placed it down on the bed with the others. She slowly stood up and zipped her bags shut. Then she picked up her things and walked to her bed room door. She placed her luggage down outside the door in the hall and looked back in her room one last time. Then shut off the light and walked down stairs, leaving the photo albums lying on the bed.


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