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CASSIE'S POV

"You've been staring at the wall for like, 40 minutes. Wait, it's.. 43 minutes 50 second to be exact."

With the annoying look on her face, she rolls her eyes. I always hate my sister for acting like she's the smartest, even though she is. Yes, she always makes us proud for all of her work at school, never fails a single exam and stuff. It seems like her mind is only filled with those textbooks.

"And why is that a matter to you?" I ask back, with my eyes looking back to the wall.

"Cause I don't want to have a crazy sister who does nothing but stares at the wall. What a waste of time."

Sighing, I replied, "You've never been in love, have you?"

Then, silence is all I hear. "Right. So don't mind my problem, just finish those never ending homework of yours."

She shrugs her shoulder and continues to doing whatever homework she has. Or maybe it's not a homework, maybe just her being too diligent that she finishes the next chapter's task.

At least that's better than judging her older sister. She doesn't know what I've been through. We're not that close either. We keep everything to ourselves, and I think it's just awkward for me to tell her everything. She might not understand, and I think she's too young to know.

Being in love has never been easy. Especially when your love doesn't get anything in return, and just ends up with hatred.

Ever since the Monica's birthday party, I don't feel like talking to anyone. I've been silent, simply because I am too sad that I can barely talk. Everything happened so fast, and it felt like my heart was broken into tiny little pieces.

It's not something that I can easily forget. It's more like something that is attached to my memory, and not going to disappear anytime soon. It stays, forever.

Suddenly my phone vibrates, bringing me back to reality.

"Hello?" I sounded weak.

"Hey. How are you, Cassie?" It doesn't take me long to recognize the voice. The voice of a long lost bestfriend, or I should say, the real bestfriend.

"Becca! Where have you been?" I truly miss her. It has been 4 months that she didn't call, or text me or anything. Since she moved last year, so many things changed.

"You know, here and there. I keep myself busy with signing up for school's journalist. What about you? What are you doing now?"

"I didn't know you have such interest, B. Well.. nothing I was just.. staring at the wall?" Then I hear her laughter.

"So, instead of staring at the wall, tell me what I missed. What's gotten into you? And how are things there? I miss you so much Cas!!" Her happy tone shows that she's doing fine there, while i'm having my worst nightmare here.

"I miss you too, Becca. I wish you were here, you know. To help me out of this fucking mess."

She's the only person I can be honest with. Becca is the one who's always there for me. And by her calling me now in the moment I'm so desperate with me life, clearly shows that she knows if there's something wrong with me. Even when she's miles away.

Since we were little, we've had this connection or let say a chemistry between us two. I think we're more like sisters compared to me and Alli, my sister I was speaking to.

Almost a year ago, the moment Becca leaves the town, I was so afraid. I was afraid that I couldn't find another bestfriend like her. I know we could still contact each other, but it doesn't feel the same.

Now, my fear is happening. No one seems to replace Becca. I feel so alone, my other friends don't really help. But the worst part is, Jason and Stacey just ruined my life.

"Okay I'm all ears, Cas. Spill it out."

"Becca, since you left, ....."

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