A/N: I was thinking about a new plot for the past 2 weeks and I came up with this idea. I don't know if it is going to turn out to be a good story or not. You be the judge.

Remember the Memories

Chapter 1

"Carl, Can I talk to you for a moment?" Melanie swiftly walked up to him. An hour of searching had resulted to finding of him on the football field. Not running, just standing there wondering, with his hands stuck into the pockets of his jean. He shifted slightly to just barely see her face, blue eyes glittering.

His gaze immediately moved to her hair, fluttering in the breeze.

That beautiful light brown hair, which seems redder under the shine of the sun's golden rays. It was the same hair he had stroked, countless times by the fireplace at Green hills. Drowned in its scent whenever they sat together. Buried his lips in, bursting into laughter as she starts to tell adventures in her day.

Curled with his fingers whenever she was crying out her sorrow or complains about Cody Wallas.

Breeze of wind cleared his mind and banished his thoughts.

"Melly, later. I don't have time right now." He turned around and walked away toward Harvard campus.

Melanie stared at his retreating back, wondering what he was busy doing as he was just standing there for a while before sunning up to his right side.

"Carl, I know you're hurting, and that you can't believe what you just saw. What with Cody and I -" Melanie blushed slightly here, dropping her gaze to her fingers, but then looked back at him, continuing. "But you've just got to listen to-" She was cut off as he looked at her right in the eye, his mouth in a firm line.

"And just where did listening to you get me?" He asked quietly, but his voice was serious and full of hate deep inside. "Remember the time that you just got into college, when one night while I was in the Living Hall, studying?" His voice rose. "You came and sat next to me and I held right to your hands. You told me you would stay with me forever, no matter what. Then the next minute, you're just like one of those other girls swooning at the sight of -"

"Carl, you don't even understand what I've been through!" Melanie cried out, trying not to retort that he him self had been swooning at the sight of Neli Wong.

"You don't understand what I've been through," he replied, not deigning to look properly at her.

Why are you making this harder then it already is? "Carl, please. Just hear my side!"

"Your side?" His eyebrow rose, and she was struck at how Cody - like it actually was. " I think I already know your side."

"Please! Just." Words faded away, closing her eyes, trying to stop the tears from coming. Carl started walking into the Living Hall. Melanie followed him.

"Don't you know how much it hurt in the beginning? Seeing you with that --" She gulped, trying to respect everyone.

"I really don't know what you're talking about," he stated coldly.

"Carl, please!" She repeated, letting the tears well up in her eyes.

"Melly, just leave me alone!" They have reached in front of the fireplace and Carl began to walk toward the boy's room. Tears were beginning to roll of her cheeks.

"Carl, will you just listen for a moment?" Melanie pleaded, as he sat down in one of the armchairs. She raised a hand to her face, wiping off the tears on her cheeks.

"Melly. I'm really tired. Maybe later." Carl rose, closing his eyes momentarily, before walking in the direction of the boy's room.

"No," Melanie said softly, but dangerously.

He looked at her, astonished. "What?"

"No." her voice shook with rage. "If you don't listen to me now, you never will." She closed her eyes. Calming herself, her long lashes resting against her cheek. A tear crept out of one corner.

"I swear, Carl Hamilton. I'll never ask another favor of you as long as I live. Is it so hard to ask you to just hear my side?" She said, turning desperate.

Carl softened at the sight of her face. He sat down on a blue sofa by the fire. This is where they use to sit together, dreaming about their future together. Melanie knelt in front of him, turned around from the fire.

"Shouldn't you listen to my side first?" He asked, not really interesting in hearing something about Cody Wallas.

"All right then," she looked pale. "But only if you promise you'll listen to mine later."

He looked into the crackling fire for a moment before starting.

"Remember the end of my first year of college here?"

"No." She stopped him.

"What?" His eyes looked away from the fire, at her face.

Melanie slowly unclasped her hands, putting her left on his, resting on the side of the sofa. Carl turned his head slightly and looked down at her slender hand.

A jolt ran through him.

There. On the ring finger.

A circular diamond surrounded by eight smaller ones.

An engagement ring. And it wasn't his.

He raised his head unable to speak. She pulled her hand away and then looked at the fire. "Go back further to the summer of your junior year in Green Hill High. After you got accepted to Harvard."

A/N: Well what do you think? Should I continue? I might be a short chapter, but I have 3 chapters done, but you all have to tell me if I should continue. Give me an answer by REIVEW & REIVEW!!