Connie's Outfit
Unable to sleep Connie slipped out of the counselors cabin in only her pajamas, she really didn’t care if anyone saw her in nothing but the short shorts, and tank top with her long and black hair flowing down her back. It really didn’t matter all that much to her because it was dark and bedtime in the first place. Even when she was leaving she really didn’t want to take a hoodie with her because at first she really didn’t know how the weather outside was. Connie, as soon as she stepped outside, regretted not going better prepared, it always got a bit chillier outside at night. Walking towards the forest Connie shivered a bit, but the cold around her really didn’t bother her as much as she thought it would, it really didn’t matter anyways.

Walking in the forest Connie made sure to stay on the moonlight trail not wanting to go get lost in the middle of nigh. The woods had stories of ghosts, and it bothered Connie. Being out at night was something that Connie had always been rather used to since she had her license and her parents gave her a later curfew knowing she wouldn’t be walking all over Los Angeles and that she wouldn’t be alone because it was always likely that Giovanni would be there. As she was walking down the trail a thousand memories ran throughout her head at once. Thoughts of her with Giovanni all going back as far as she could remember. The day he asked her to be his girlfriend, the first time she actually LET him kiss her anywhere but the cheek and her do the same, the prom, and of course graduation. They did practically everything together and now here she was, ready to go off to Juliard and leave him behind.

That was the last thing Connie wanted to do. She loved him too much to let go and didn’t know how she would manage to when the time came. A thousand “what if’s” ran in her head now. What if he didn’t want to be with her while she was so far away? What if he found someone else? What if he forgot all about her, about them. She doubted that would ever happen with her and Giovanni but now that the time was coming it seemed all the more and more possible.

Coming across one of her favorite places to sit Connie sat down on a large stump, lost completely in thought yet fighting the urge to cry. She loved Giovanni, she really did. She just didn’t want to give up her hopes and achievements all to stay in California at a school that was no where as near promising as where she was headed...

"Sí ellos son hermosos. Pero muy lejos de tan hermoso como tu." Connie smiled, and for a moment it was like he was going to kiss her, but she was at camp and she had more restrictions here than anywhere else, her eyes lingered on him at first but then she went back to the sky. The only thing that was the same no matter where you went. Unless it was the other side of the world. But that wasn't how she thought about it. Usually she used it where ever she had happened to be living as a way to say. Giovanni usually found the right words to say. He could be a complete ass when they were around other people but when it was the two of them, he was perfect and the right things always came out of his mouth. That was why Connie got as crazy about him as she did. "Tu eres mi estrella." She sighed thinking that it was true, being around him always made it harder to break up with him. For Connie it was like Giovanni was the perfect guy.

Connie knew Giovanni "loved" her too. That was the hardest part about letting go and leaving. Giovanni was everything she wanted and needed. They started off as best friends and now they were together. It was just too much for her to let go of. Breaking up could ruin their friendship but it was the only thing she could think of...

Her eyes were slowly closing, being in his arms made her feel safe and being next to Giovanni was just warm. "¿Se preparas para irse a Juliard?" Connie's eyes popped open. She hadn't expected that question to come at a time where they were just happy to be together. It was pretty late and Connie wanted nothing more to do with thinking of going away to another school. Connie just knew that saying goodbye was going to sting. "I'm not ready to go. I don't want to leave you." She whispered being entirely truthful. Leaving meant starting all over again. "Estoy contento que tu tienes esta oportunidad mi amor. No muchos pueden decir que ellos lo hicieron eso distante." It was true that not many got a chance to say they were going to Juliard or any other school like that and for as long as she remembered, this had been what she wanted. Connie had just never expected to find someone it would kill her to let go of.

Instantly Connie shook her head and looked back up at Giovanni. "I don't want to go Giovanni. For years I dreamed of being accepted but now that it's happening, I can't." She started to move away from him a little, just so he wouldn't see the tears that had started to form. "It's because I want to stay here with you. You, this camp, Marie, Diego, Ellie, Angelo. It's all about Los Angeles and my friends. But mostly it's you." She was terrified of leaving for more than a couple of weeks like they did for school breaks, but even then they always ended up together. "It's because I'm afraid of loosing you." There now it was out, and off her chest. It was like a tremendous weight had been lifted and Connie could breath once again.