Jane Roberts, 17 years old.
Gwen Keller, the best friend, 17 years old.
Saturday, May 5th, 4:30 P.M.
“Jane,” said Gwen, “After I transferred to another school in California, I wasn’t able to keep up with the news.”
“You know, our ‘squad’s’ news. How’s everyone? Rebecca? Mike? Tracy? Nick?”
“Well,” she began, “We’re all fine. Tracy and Mitchel Turner have been a couple for almost two weeks now. Rebecca has finally joined the drama club and Nick is officially captain of the football team.”
“Speaking of Nick,” interrupted Gwen, “What a transformation! I didn’t recognize him! I mean now, without the poindexter glasses and after the insane acne treatment, he looks amazing.”
Jane contemplated the latte she had ordered few minutes ago. She started twirling her spoon in the cup, and observed the swirly outcome.
“Jane? Jane! What? Jane!” Gwen was snapping her fingers.
“I started talking to you about this cool new clothing store down the block but you weren’t listening. What’s wrong?”
Jane could feel her heart racing.
“Nothing, nothing. My swirly latte is pretty…mesmerizing.”
Did you really think a girl would be able to fool her best friend?
Jane bit her lip and finally confessed, “Okay. The thing is Nick has a crush on Rosie, the new girl. He’s been talking to her most of the time…”
“He likes someone? That’s adorable!” exclaimed Gwen.
“Yeah, adorable. Anyway, you know that Nick is also my best friend. He’s been so distant lately. He won’t tell me what’s wrong, he’s always looking at his phone when I’m talking to him, he never shuts up about Rosie, recently he’s only been talking to me about all ‘Rosie’s girly acts’ that he can’t seem to understand, he’s really cold and dull whenever we’re having a conversation, he sees my messages but doesn’t answer and basically he’s ignoring me.”
Gwen wiped away her grin.
“Oh, my. But as his best friend you should be supportive of his likes and dislikes and interests…unless, you know, you’re jealous.”
“I’m not jealous. I’m just really upset that this girl is coming between us, that she is his prio…heck. Nick has never been so distant with me. He’s barely talking to me these days and I don’t like it. How rude are you to see a message but not answer?!”
“Jane, calm down.”
“Sorry. But when I ran into Rosie in the hallway, I bumped into Tony Parker and dropped my books. She picked them up for me. She’s really nice, and just after she walked with me till the end of the hallway, she told me that Nick’s been trusting her a lot, and he shared with her whatever he had to share.”
Gwen grinned again.
“Ohhhhh. So that’s what’s bothering you! He’s sharing his happy thoughts and discussing his problems with someone else.”
“I don’t know, Gwen. That used to be us. We used to talk about everything and now we’re not. The worst part of the story is realizing how hurt I am. So, I’m trying my best to always stick by his side. More than Rosie. More than anyone else. I’ll admit it…I’m fighting the hardest for a tiny leftover place in his life.”