II.
NINA's POV
"So ..." Blaire starts and I already know where this is heading to.
"Did Bob call you yet?" I sigh but then nod. "He said they're doing fine and he's looking for a job at the moment. He said I shouldn't be worried and focus on my senior year."
She smiles sadly to me.
Well I've been feeling sad for a month now. Bob and I broke up after his Aunt asked him if he - with his younger brother and sister - would come live with her and her small family in Texas. His parents died three years ago because of a car accident and since then he was the one working for the family. Sure, some of their relatives would send money and goods, but they weren't enough. He had been so good and hardworking even after what life had thrown at him, and that's why I admired him so much. We've been friends since we're kids because we live at the same part of the city. Though we already ended our two-year relationship, we still remained friends. After all, that's where we started.
"Do you talk often?" Blaire questions, bringing me back from my-walking-through-memory-lane.
"Nope, that was his third call after our airport moment. We exchanged emails but not too often."
She nods knowingly.
"Yeah. You shouldn't just keep talking all the time if you ended things together. It will just complicate things and will be a hindrance of your moving on phase."
I nod. "I know. I've seen you at that state after you broke things off with Joseph and no offense, but I'll make sure I'll never experience that." I smile apologetically at her.
"None taken N. I was so young and naive. I thought I'll never survive without him. So even if we broke up and he fled to a different state, because of an amazing scholarship, I still talked to him like we never ended things." She sighs and Blaire - the lively and always happy one - is gone for a moment.
I side hug her for comfort. "But turned out, after two years of being long distance "best" friends, I'm the one who he talked to about his new found love life." She sighs sadly.
My heart tightens while looking at my poor best friend. Her head hangs down and her shoulder-length black hair covers her face. I am thankful for that though because I don't want to see the sadness in those amazing grey eyes, which her slim eyeglasses couldn't even cover.
Even if I heard this story many times for the past two months, I still feel sad and pity her. See, Joseph just got into a new relationship with another scholar in their school. He talked about it non-stop and my poor best friend got her heart broken over and over again.
Before I offer her comforting words, Zoey chooses that moment to walk in but then she stops after seeing us.
"What happened?" She sounds worried.
I shrug and simply say "Talking about exes."
She nods slowly like she knows the matter whole-heartedly.
"Sucks." She replies while applying her lip-gloss.
"How is it going with Kevin?" Blaire asks her. She seems okay now, thank God.
"We broke up last night." She blurts the words like it wasn't a one-year-relationship.
"What???!" Blaire and I both scream at her.
She still says it with an I-don't-really-care vibe. "What? It's not like we all didn't expect it." She walks toward us to grab her bag lying at her queen-size bed.
