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Chapter five: Give it a rest, Babe.
The next few days, I actually didn’t see Cam. Piper had started driving to pick me up every morning, and taking me to school. She’d also drive me home, and hang out here for a little bit. My mother seemed to like her a lot, too. She was pretty easy to get along with. She was a lot like me, but more talkative.
She’s kinda earthy, like. She reminds me of a hippie. She says that we should always love the ones we hate, because they teach us lessons in the end. She was really, stupidly optimistic sometimes. “I’m a Glass-Half-Full kind of girl,”
On Wednesday, when she was over at my house, Frank called.
Hello? I answered the phone excitedly.
Hey, babe.
Frank! Have you guys started school? How is it? Who do you have?
And we had a pretty long conversation, and about how different the school system was there then it was here. The whole time, Piper leaned in and listened, not saying a word but taking in everything. I attempted to shoe her away the first several times, but after that I just gave up and let her listen.
When I hung up, the first thing she said was “He’s cheating on you,”
“What?” I asked, chuckling to hide my unease. I’d caught Frank cheating on me before, but it was only a one time thing. And he was really drunk, at a party, with a girl who was high. But the point is, I was kind pretty nervous about his faithfulness to me, and I’d asked my friend Caroline to watch him while I was gone. “He’s not cheating on me,” I said, trying to assure myself more than her.
She shrugged, and didn’t bring it back up, but I know she still thinks that he’s being unfaithful. I emailed Caroline that night (her parents didn’t want me calling because it’d cost them long distance minutes) but she never replied, which is actually very unusual. Caroline was almost always on her computer.
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It formed into a wonderful routine that every Saturday, early in the morning, Cam would come. Sometimes we’d go out to breakfast, or to lunch. He took me into Savannah (the city) several times, to do something fun, like go shopping. He was very fond of going to the beach, but whenever we went, we’d always go to an almost private section where there was never any people. Also, he didn’t actually like taking off his shirt and swimming. Just being there with me made him content, and neither one of us really actually wore swim wear, ever. We’d never go swimming. We’d often just have picnics, or just talk. Sometimes we’d mess around with each other, and run along the ocean together, but really, Cam became my best friend.
I’d tell him everything, about Frank, and my life back at home, and about the gossip in school that’d I’d hear from Molly and Brittany and Riley (Piper wasn’t much for gossip), and my opinion on what they said. He knew me, but yet… I didn’t feel I knew him.
