I wake up at Claudia's house at 11am. Rose and Claudia are already up, but they aren't in the room. Claudia is making coffee, I can hear the machine, and Rose is blabbering about something crazy, probably a boy, or last night.
I spend a couple of minutes just waking myself up. By the time I am up and dressed, made myself look presentable, it is already 11:30. I walk out of Claudia's room and into the tiniest kitchen/diner/living room.
"Hey!" Claudia says.
"Morning!" Rose contributes.
"Coffee!!" I say, really needing a coffee.
"Coming right up, missy!" Claudia says while laughing.
I sit down at the breakfast bar and turn to Rose.
"How do you think last night was?" I ask
"It was great! Omg when Casper had to wear the hotdog suit! Ha!" Rose laughs.
"That was the best. I also liked the lasso part! Claudia, what was your favourite part?" I ask.
"Definitely........ everything that Joe won!"
"Thanks for the best night last night. I'm glad I got to spend it with you two!" I say
"Love you too, T!" Claudia says and we all are squashed into a group hug. I love my friends
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I walk up to his front door. He doesn't know I'm here. He doesn't even know I was supposed to be coming. He has no idea. I hope he won't be mad. We haven't spoken for a while. Not since the fight. I do miss him. But I shouldn't. I'm here to make up with him, and hopefully win back my best friend.
I raise my hand up, breathe, and knock on his door.
It opens and James emerges, more gorgeous than ever before. He steps out of the house and onto the front porch. He gestures for the seat swing on the veranda. I sit on it before laying my handbag beside it. James sits next to me not long afterwards.
"Why are you here?" He says finally after a few minutes of silence.
"I came to make things right between us, I want our friendship to be ok."
"You always knew that our friendship meant a lot more to me than to you." He replies
"I don't understand." I say, confused.
"Yes, you do. You've known, stop lying."
"Lying about what? I know nothing about this. Tell me!" I say.
"I can't."
"Please. Can I not be left in the dark? I thought we would always share secrets."
"Would."
"STOP ARGUING WITH ME!"
"Stop shouting. Calm down, I'll tell you."
"Sorry." I say, blushing.
"I can't tell you, but I can tell you why I can't tell you." James says.
"Ok."
"I can't tell you because it involves me..... I can't. I'm sorry. I'll see you around."
"James, wait, what is it?"
"Goodbye." James says and he stand up from the rocking seat. I pick up my bag and head home, tears streaming down my face. Why am I crying? Why was this such a mistake? I come to the fork in the road. My house, or Jace's?
Mine, I'm too upset for Jace. And I can't tell him the reason I'm upset, because it was with James. I hate James keeping secrets from me. Why did he care about our friendship more then me? Does he care about me more? I care about him equally though. I still don't understand and am more confused than ever. Why? Why? Why?
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