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“So that’s it!” she yells. “We can’t even be friends anymore?”
I stop. Her footsteps get closer to me. Could we be friends? I think of all the other girls that were my “friends.” I had to hear about every little detail of their lives, how their hearts got broken over and over. They never even noticed what their closeness did to me. My feelings for them got deeper and deeper. They all moved on with guy after guy, and I was never a part of the equation.
I shake my head, “I have enough friends.”
Without looking back, I leave—time to go home and think about starting fresh. More than ever, this is the best way to leave town. Instead of the long-distance relationship that I was hoping to have, I now have the cleanest slate possible to start new.
I follow her and can’t help but feel drunk. Not on the drinks, but on her.
“Hi, yes. My name is Abigale. Where can I take you today?”