How rude. School interrupted Summer. Tsk Tsk.
Katie could feel it coming as July flew by and the day's getting shorter and shorter. As though she was a criminal waiting for death row except this was worse. And Travis knew it would be coming too eventually so for the last days of summer they spent as much time bothering and coddling another as possible.
Senior Year of high school. Like that horrible movie they watched with the younger kids about grown teenagers breaking into song to express their feelings. Katie felt old but relieved with this longed waited for title. Travis would be a senior too but in maturity about a seventh grader, but he could still brag off to other campers through the year about his seniority-ness.
Then on that fateful day, two days before school started Katie had to give out good byes.
Miranda, she left words of wisdom and good luck for taking charge of the cabin.
Her other siblings, after a hug she gave a fair warning to be controllable and lots of love.
And with Travis…none of my business.
Travis ran a hand through his hair as Katie bent down to pick up her suitcase after their 'good bye canoodle.'
"It's just for a few months, and we'll have IMing too," she reminded him, voice cracking a bit.
He nodded slowly. He opened his mouth to say something but shut it quickly, blushing madly.
Katie rose an eyebrow. Nah, it wouldn't be those 'three words.' Couldn't be…
"Oh, and please let my cabin be. We're still repainting after your clever 'art display' last month and you know how fast I'll whip your ass when I come to visit," she warned playfully.
"I'd actually enjoy that," he smirked. She rolled her eyes as he leaned down and placed a long one on her lips. She knew she'd get emotional if she got too into so she pulled away.
"Don't forget how that, you finally got good at it and it'd be a shame for winter break you kissing like my Aunt Muriel," Travis teased. "Unless of course, you and your pillow-"
"Shut it," she warned, slapping him slightly on the arm.
He laughed and rubbed his arm as if it hurt. "You want that how to be I remember you?"
"Yes," she replied sternly, opening her suitcase to check and see if she had everything again. He scoffed and looked around.
He let out a sigh. Katie looked up, and she noticed he was getting frantic, like he needed to get something off his chest. Foreshadowing much? "Hey, Katie? I need to tell you something…I've been thinking for the past few days about us, and now that you're about to leave I think I should tell you something important…" he started.
Katie internally began fangirl squealing. She tried to keep a calm face, but mentally she chanted "He's going to say them, those three words!" To any clueless people, those three words would be 'I love you' and Katie was playing out how she'd react to those words since she was thirteen.
"Go ahead then," she tried to say firmly, but her voice quavered from the excitement.
Travis took her hand and stared directly into her eyes. Sincerely he told her, "Don't kill yourself."
Wait, what? Do what?
Katie coughed on her words, "Don't kill myself? W-why would I do that? Are you serious, Travis?"
Travis shrugged. "You'll miss me and my awesomeness so much it might drive you insane! But, please don't kill yourself over heart break and missing me," he insisted coolly.
Katie crossed her arms, "I'm about to leave in five minutes and you don't want me to kill myself?"
Travis nodded his head, "Yeah, pretty much."
Katie glared at him for a moment to see if he'd break, but he didn't. "Well, ditto."
"What?" Travis asked. "Doth my ears deceive thee? Ditto?"
"Yeah, right back at you. Don't go mad without me, kay?"
"Hmph," he responded. "I highly doubt that I'd be the first one to go insane."
"Really? You think I'll be the one making out with my pillow, but I really think it'll be you, Mister," she replied.
"So you admit it! You had a relationship with your pillow!" he exclaimed.
"I didn't say anything," she pointed out. "But still, you'll miss me more."
"No, you'll miss me more. I bet you'll be the first one to IM me right when you get into your dad's car," he insisted.
"Bahaha, yeah right. Once you get back to your cabin you'll feel so lonely and then you'll just have to see my gorgeous face again!" she laughed.
"No, no way. You'll go all Bella Swan and get depressed and hoohah and have nightmares unless you IM me. But I'm not going to IM you until you IM me."
"Well, you're going to be silently crying yourself to sleep each night, cuddling with your teddy bear until you see me!" she insisted. "You'll be a mess without me!"
" Well, I bet I love you more!" he blurted.
Katie's jaw dropped. "What?"
Travis's gaze turned to the ground, "I said that I uh, bet that I had enough of you before."
Katie shook her head, "No you didn't!"
"Yes I did."
"No,"
"YES!"
"No!"
"No!"
"Ha, you admit it! Really think I'd fall for that one?" he laughed nervously.
Katie rolled her eyes and pulled him into a hug. "Well, I guess you lost that bet cause I love you more," she admitted, pecking his cheek.
"We'll see about that. And I bet you won't be able to go a day without me, so you lose," he laughed.
"Well, I don't know about that one. I'll get going and see how that turns out," she replied. Getting the good bye over with was hard enough, so it might be better to get it other with.
"So, toodles Katie," Travis said seriously. "It's not like I won't see you again, unless you really want to win that bet…"
"I'm not losing that bet so shower me with your adoration whilst you can," she smirked, tightening the hug.
"Maybe I'll lose so you won't become Bella Swan, and do you a favor," he admitted.
"Ooh, losing another bet in the past few minutes? Horrible day for you isn't it?" Katie chatted while the two walked down the hill hand and hand to Katie's ride.
Fin
Wow. Am I getting emotional or something? No, no I'm not crying. It's just rain on my face.
Well, I'm going to miss this story. I should write some more, and I guess I will. Trust me, this isn't the end of Tratie for me. Look out for holiday specials and I've got plenty more ideas to write and post.
I hope the ending was good. I had tried to put of the story's end so long that when it finally came I couldn't type a thing down. But I like this ending. Hope you do too.
Well, it's been 27 chapters,70k views, 3 communities, 1 Verita Award, and many virtual fruit baskets through these past eight months and I've loved it all. This story wouldn't be anything without YOU and the motivation you guys gave me. Thank you so much and I'm forever thankful and grateful to have such amazing readers as you.
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