"You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true." Meredith Grey's voice sounded over a screen panning across Sacred Heart Hospital.

"At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And its not so important happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you , and once in a while people may even take your breath away." She continued with slow breaths in between and the screen went blank.

Pretty much every human being in the world carried power among them. They may not be aware of it, or phased by it, but we all posses it. Sometimes this power represents the person's true being and sometimes just a false provado. Ian Rowland took Charlie's breath away from the moment they first spoke, but that was false, he turned out to be someone completely different then the person who chose to be for those first few days.

But from the first moment that Charlie could remember her and Kale, he spoke at mere age of five and her breath was taken away but he never became someone else, he was always true. And the way that every human possesses the ability to take another's breathe away we all have the hope of the fairy tale ending.

Movies often end in the same way they began happily. The same theme and hope that the creators were stuffing down your throat throughout the two hours becomes the ending. The two main characters get married, become friends, smile, laugh, kiss and cut the end. There are few movies that end with a divorce, a breakup, an ending of something old and the beginning of the something new. Those are the real ones.

Television can be just as false as movies sometimes and even Charlie knew this, the series finale's can consist of every cliché in the book and suddenly all can be forgotten but then you can remember the last five, seven, ten years that the show consisted of and realize it took them that long to get here, to be happy to end with a closing screen and a cliché. So at least there was a struggle, a change, a benging and end. It was rare that these fairy tales actually existed in real life, without a camera.

A horned beeped outside the Radin household and the front headlights flashed into the empty living room. Charlie happily came out the front door without a word to any other Radin within the house. The passenger side car door opened widely as her blonde hair flew across the air only slightly too afar to touch the tip of Kale Manning's nose.

"Hey." Charlie said closing the door behind her, even though Kale's eyes with a fixed point on her. "What is something wrong?" She asked looking at herself. He shook his head. "I wore this to the homecoming dance? Don't you remember?" Her voice was harsher now and Kale shook back to life. "Yeah, of course." But in reality he only remembered one thing about that night, having sex with his best friend.

"So what are we doing tonight?" Charlie Radin asked as she fiddled around the with car radio with her left hand. Her arm outstretching closer to Kale's. "I was thinking the movies." Charlie nodded sitting back in her chair setting the radio to one clear station.

They walked into the Cineplex theater hands held, they're fingers intertwined loosely as they walked toward the middle of theater lobby, the tickets in Kale's hand. "Charlie!" A deep voice called from behind them. Charlie dropped Kale's hand like a rock and flipped around, Nickolas was walking towards them his girlfriend Kate not far behind.

"Hey guys." He said happily. "Kale you know Kate right?" "Yeah, I think we've met." He added softly. "So Charlie is everything alright, I heard about your trip to the hospital." "oh yeah, it was nothing big." She said softly, grumbling under her breath. Charlie flakily smiled looking up at her friend. "Um, Nick do you know who told you?" She added uncomfortably.

"It was just Emma, is that a problem?" Charlie shook her head. "Do you know who told her?" She asked quickly after. "You didn't? Then I have no idea." "Oh, um, that's okay." He smiled with charm as he reached his arm around Kate's shoulders tugging her body into his. "So what theater are you guys going to?" She piped up. "Ten." Kale said darkly. "Yeah us too!" Kate said happily. "Shall we?" Nick asked pointing to the theater.

Nickolas and Kate walked forward Charlie and Kale not long behind them. The four sat together in a row as the lights dimmed around them and the screen in front of the light up like lighting on a summer night. The movie was long and miss-edited.

Kale darted looks of regret and apologies for the poor choice. Charlie smiled and turned to the other side of her as Nickolas and Kate sat nearly on top of each other locked in with each other by their lips. There was no need to worry about their friends next to them or the people behind them, apparently.

Charlie grunted and crossed one leg over the other. Kale's face was minorly red. "This is really bad." Charlie murmured. "I know, it really is." Kale said softly. Kale shook his head towards the right, near the entrance. Instinctively Charlie nudged Nickolas who barely pulled away from Kate to wave before Kale and Charlie disappeared into the theater lobby.

"I am boycotting blockbuster hits" Charlie called sarcastically. "There so high budgeted that they've forgotten story lines and reality." Kale smiled and laughed quietly. "What?" "Your so diluted from reality I'm not sure if you know anything unless it was from a television show." "Shut up Kale!" And suddenly he was silent because he knew she was serious. Her voice was stern and strict.

"Do you want to go back to my house; I do believe my dad took Lauren out." Kale Manning asked with a sly slickness to his voice as he started the car. Charlie rolled her eyes looking at her boyfriend. "Slick." She muttered. Charlie leaned forward as Kale drove off onto the main road; she began to fiddle with the Radio tuner.

"Yeah, your house is defiantly empty." Charlie cracked as the car turned off silently as Kale parked in the Manning's driveway. "… I would never hurt you Chase." Charlie smiled back at him and opened the car door, Kale right behind her. "I know Kale." She said sincerely once they stood in front of the door. He turned the door knob and pushed the door open widely turning on every light switch along the way.

"These shoes are killing me." She said tossing her shoes aside to the wall, curling her toes into the blue carpet running along the ground. Charlie Radin flopped down onto the soft couch across the television that flickered in the night light and spoke quietly as Kale sat down next to her, resting his arm around Charlie's shoulder.

He turned to the right of him and planted his lips on Charlie's cheek sweetly. He wanted her the way he had many moons ago. Kale Manning remembered at the party when all he wanted to do is be with Charlie for the night. But then his mind raced back further to a time when they were both fifteen. It was the summer after their freshman year and both Kale and Charlie were going to the beach.

Kale Manning was walking up the steps of the Radin household to the second floor. Charlie's door was slightly open as she got dressed in a bikini, Kale a young man was curious and peeked through the door. At this time Charlie was slowly pulling up her bikini bottoms along her long lean legs and over her butt. By this time Kale's palms were sweaty and his heart beating ten times faster then it should have been. Even he could tell his face was bright red as she clipped her top around her back. He grunted and backed away from the door as Charlie at fifteen turned around her hair shorter then but just as beautiful.

"Kale is that you?" She asked softly. He came into view once again and muttered: "hey chase." "Can you do this for me?" She said tugging on the untied halter of her bathing suit top. "Um. Yeah." Kale said nervously walking behind her. He continued to drop the strings of the bathing suit due to his sweaty hands and for a moment Kale Manning wondered what would happen if he completely dropped her suit.

Now at seventeen Kale Manning knew exactly what would have if he dropped the strings to her halter dress completely in this present time, and now he needed her more then he wanted her. Charlie turned to Kale biting her lip and pressed her lips against his forcefully.

Maybe Charlie felt the senses or the urges the same as Kale because for once in a long time Kale thought they were maybe thinking the same thing as he laid partially on top of her on the couch their lips meeting constantly.

People often say that the first kiss was the easiest filled with passion and impulse. But the second was harder, often awkward but meant more. It was the decision kiss, it sealed the deal and had more careful thought and planning involved. With sex it was the complete opposite. After the first time you do it, the second time seems to be ten times easier. Once the initial deed is done the second time seems like going for another walk in the park.

It's the third time around that complicates things. Its just as spontaneous as the first time but you already know what it will be like, you don't have the nagging feeling of just do it or you'll always wondered because you're already hooked and if you declined the invitation then your still hooked.

Kale wrapped his arm around Charlie's thigh and slowly ran his hand tightly against her leg up her skirt. Her heart skipped a beat as she felt his grip her panties as he rustled around them. She gulped and nearly jumped pulling her lips apart from his yet somehow Kale's hand was still intact with her underwear.

She looked into his eyes that were close to hers his lips smeared with lipstick. After second that felt like minutes Kale let go of Charlie's underwear and began to lean down again kissing her but she easily pushed him off of her. "Kale." She groaned sitting up forcing him to do as well. "What? What's wrong?" He asked quickly. And somehow he was wondering what he was going to do if she wouldn't do it with him tonight. Because he needed her in both sexual and loving ways.

Everyone has a fairy tale ending pressed in their minds. Weather it's prince charming or living without a care. Unlimited amount of money or never dieing. You have a dream of what the perfect life would entitle and who would be involve.

You know if this unbelievable fairy tale came true then your life would be perfect. But what if it never comes true, can you never be happy. How come your happy ending has to be that first dream you have entitled in your head. How come a movie never ends before everything is resolved, before everyone forgives each other. Because you want you belelieve what the screen is saying is true. The origin of the happy ending. But what happens when you don't get it, in the slightest bit.