The Affair

Chapter 8.2

Wednesday, June 8, 2022, 5:27pm

Alone in her apartment, Amy hastily trots from her bedroom pulling over her torso a gray Rice University crop-top t-shirt to wear with her black yoga shorts. She grabs her laptop and fixes it upon the coffee table in front of her couch, perfectly aligning the front-facing camera with the middle couch cushions. Nearly time to meet with Sophia, she saunters into the kitchen to grab her essentials: a bottle of Cabernet, a corkscrew, and an elegant wine glass. With her goods in hand, she takes her seat on the couch and starts working the screw into the cork of her bottle.

Ding! A chime sounds off on Amy's laptop and a small message box appears at the corner of her Headspace page.

Sophia (DM): Available?

Excited, Amy quickly types her response and returns to her bottle, pulling the cork and pouring herself a fat glass.

Amy (DM): Yea, I'm here. Call?

A few seconds later, Amy receives the call from Sophia and accepts it. The video chat is connected, and Sophia becomes visible on her screen. Sophia is a pretty girl, young, and with long blonde hair tucked behind her ears. She is a lively girl with a bubbly persona, the kind of girl that speaks fast and with a sporadic temperament as if her own mind could not keep up with her mouth. Additionally, Amy picks up on a subtle, though charming southern accent, which reminds her of Fallon's own speech on certain occasions.

"Hi, Amy, nice to meet you. I'm so sorry to hear about your brother! Lord, I cannot believe you are having to deal with Micaela..." she says with empathetic copper eyes.

"Hey, Sophia! It's nice to meet you too. And thank you so much for taking the time to actually speak with me!" Amy replies, playing out her role as the worried sister to her non-existent brother.

"Don't even worry about it, hun!" she says, waving off Amy's gratitude, "So... What do you want to know about Micaela Mara?"

"Tell me everything you can. I definitely want to know about her switching schools, but I also want to know what she was like in High School," Amy suggests, masking her impatience as best she can.

"Okay, well... I've known Micaela since middle school. I wasn't really her friend per se, but we did often hang out with the same group of girls since we were all on the cheer squad. She was actually pretty normal in middle school. She developed early, and had big boobs compared to most of the other girls. So, as I'm sure you can imagine, she was very popular with the boys," Sophia explains, giving Amy a knowing smirk. "She knew it too, she flirted with a lot of the boys from our class."

"Did she sleep with any of them?" Amy asks, her curiosity piqued.

Sophia pauses a moment to work through her memory. "Hmm. Some of the boys claimed they did, but I never believed them. Middle school boys are mostly retarded after all... She just didn't really seem like that kind of girl, you know? And, believe me, if she was sleeping with any of the boys, the girls would've found out... But that was middle school... High School was a totally different story," she explains, finishing with a soft chuckle.

Amy picks up her glass of wine and takes a drink while she was in frame. "I got my wine, I'm ready for anything," she says, rolling with the amusing nature of their conversation.

"You too!?" Sophia cheers, holding up her can of hard seltzer up into frame to show that she was also partaking. "I hope you have enough for this story because, Oh My God, you probably won't even believe me!"

"Don't be so sure, the girl I've been dealing with is a goddamn whore. I wouldn't be surprised if she was the same throughout high school..."

"Well, yes, and no. Once we got to high school, it was like she lost interest in the boys all together. I hate to say it, because she's so gross and all, but she was a beautiful girl and had a great body. We were on the same cheer squad during freshman year, and so many of the football and basketball players tried to get with her but she turned them all down. We were all so jealous that she got so much attention..."