Disclaimer: I own nothing but Callie.
Twin Flames are ourselves in another body. When we have reached the stage where we are capable of giving unconditional
love, we then have the opportunity to reconnect with our "other half" or twin flame. The chances are that we meet our
twin flame briefly in many lifetimes, but one or both of us are not ready for the intensity of this connection.
When both halves of the whole are ready to come back together and meet they will discover that in their lifetime they
have lead almost parallel lives.
Here comes trouble again
I Better act carefully
She knows what she's doing to me
And She makes it look so easy
Here comes trouble again
My heart tells me to leave
But a girl like that's on a different level
Here comes trouble
When she was sure Jake was asleep, Callie slipped out of the sheets and began gathering her clothes, before putting them on. Once she was dressed she slipped on her boots and leather jacket, quietly she opened the door and made her way downstairs, using her hand to quide her through the dark. Shit. she thought when she notticed the address. She just slept with her neighbor. Well that's not gonna be akward at all, she thought sacrasticlly. She was to distracted to notice where Jake was leading her when she followed him in her car. He offered to take her in his car, but she declined. She planned on leaveing right after the sex, no akward morning. Well that all gone to hell. She walked to her house, decieding to leave her car where it was, she'd move it tomorrow. Unlocking the front door, she let herself in. The lights were off. So either Cassie wasn't home or was in bed. Callie decided to try her room, she knocked softly, but got no answer. She pushed it open. No Cassie. "Well it seems like the sisterly bonding is going to have to wait." She took a shower before going to bed.
Her interanl clock woke her up around eleven, sighing she kicked the covers off as she streached. Callie shivered as her bare feet touched the hardwood floor. "Cassie." She called walking out of her room and over to her sister's. She walked in without knocking, only to find the room empty. "Really?" She put her hands on her hips. "Well this isn't going as I planned at all."
After Callie got dressed she helped herself to some breakfast. Or was it lunch? Or brunch? Or ...whatever, she thought. She put her dirty dishes in the sink and headed to her car. Time to find my big sister. She buckled her seatbelt and started the engine. "It's a small town. It shouldn't be hard to find her." She told herself as pulled out of her parking space. As she drove down the roads of Chance Harbor she remembered her sister telling her about a place called The Boathouse. A teen hangout apparentally. She'd start there.
After stopping to ask a stranger for directions she finally arived at The Boathouse. Entering The Boathouse she noticed it was set up a lot like the Bar and Grill she visted the other night. Her eyes immeditally zoned in on the blonde head of her sister. She smirked and made her way over. She plopped down in the booth next to Cassie, causually putting her arm behind her sister. She stole a fire off Cassie's plate and ate it.
"Callie!" Her sister said in suprise, her eyes wide as sacuers.
"Hey sis." She smirked, enjoying her shocked expression. This was going to be fun.
AN: Sorry for it being so short. The others will be longer. Still haven't given up on my other TSC story. Going to wait to the season finale to write the next chapter. But there will be a poll on my profile tomorrow about it. So do you like or hate Callie? And some more questions for you:
How will Callie find out she's a witch?
How will Jake find out Callie is Cassie's sister?
Do you want Cassie and Callie to be close or distant?