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CHAPTER TWO

It's been a couple of days since the whole bruise on cheek conversation occurrence between George and me as we haven't crossed paths since then. He still doesn't know what happens in the relationship between Ryan and me. I plan to keep it that way, no matter how cliché it sounds.

I take a look at myself one last time in the mirror. I rotate my face only slightly to take a better angular look at my recently damaged cheeks. I smile faintly, causing me to flinch as the pain is still current. I did a good job, it seems, covering up the purple with foundation even though I don't even like wearing that much make-up. Before Ryan, I've never wore makeup let alone thought about it. It's eccentric how much has changed since then.

As I finish examining myself in the mirror. I jump slightly into the air with the sound of a car horn. I look outside to see the familiar car that belongs to Alice as she's been gone, as I expected. I rush out of my flat; not caring for breakfast, trying to not keep her waiting too long.

She's been gone for a while, like she normally is, for a trip to the states this time. She has relatives basically everywhere and her family is quite rich, even though she doesn't like thinking about it too much. She goes on vacations a lot, even during the time she should be in class. She's really smart and gets all of her work done during her vacations, even when she's supposed to be relaxing and spending time with her family instead. She is basically like a big sister to George and me, protecting us whenever she's around. I guess she doesn't do the best job considering I always get hurt by the guy she set me up with. They're cousins.

Of course, Alice is one of my closest friends. She's the closest thing I've got to the girl friend teenage girls are expected to have, even though I've grown closer to George over the years whenever Alice is gone. Whenever she is back in Bristol we would always spend as much time possible together, equalling the time spent with George of course. We would never want to exclude him in things. But there is this one thing we do have to exclude him out of: our girls' night in. We would have it for two nights if we could. We would only have it once a month though. We would usually just watch corny movies like chick flicks, sometimes they are good as well, so don't get me wrong, whilst eating junk food. Usually the junk food would just be pints of our own favourite flavours of Ben & Jerry's. Sometimes though, we wouldn't even watch a single film. We would normally just talk about our day and whatever happened since the last time we've done the night in. It's usually how Alice and I are close with her being gone for long periods of times. Even with our talking sessions I still don't have the courage enough to tell her about my situation with Ryan.

Whilst she's gone I sometimes do the nights with George if I can't seem to fit in one with Alice for that month. It would be lovely if I could be more social myself and have other friends more than George and Alice, but I've grown accustomed to them and I just don't want to lose them, like my old friends. I want to be more social like them. They seem to have tons of friends compared to me. Whenever Alice and I are having our nights, George would always have someone else to spend time with. Whenever Alice and George were busy I am usually alone, desperately clinging onto music as my only other friend.

Being alone can be quite scary for me, not knowing what's going to happen to me. I usually put music on whenever I am having a bad day. Whenever I mean I'm having a bad day, the day usually involves Ryan. I put on tunes to make my mood better and so I have a little more reinsurance. Music is the only thing that keeps me going most times. Without it, I bet I would've gone so mad to the point of death.

I get outside in the chilly weather, making me wrap up more. It's quite cold for February. I see Alice's car and get into the front seat beside her. She starts driving off and it's just quiet. It's not quite often when there is silence but it is comfortable and never a bit awkward when the time comes around.

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