~INTRODUCTION~
My name is Natalie. I was born on a small town near Kansas. Since my father's death, my mother has been really busy. He left a big company with our names and my mother sold part of the company to one of my father's close friend. With the money, my mother bought a big house on the city. My father was not very kind with us. He didn't care about us. Is it worth to suffer for someone who doesn't care about your suffering? I guess it's not.
I'm actually on college and I already have a boyfriend. I feel lucky for having Dylan Crawford. When I met him, I liked his eyes, his mouth, his simplicity, his seriousness, his tranquility to the problems, his way of speaking, his voice and his smile. In short, he attracted me more than any other in my life. I've waited so long for someone to feel the same as I feel. Love. There's no single story about a real love that has a happy ending. If it is love, it will not have ending. And if it has one, it will not be happy.
~CHAPTER I.~
College was happening very quickly. It seemed it was yesterday when we finished high school, and now we are at one year to leave college. This is the last year of college and I'm afraid of losing Dylan or my best friends Bridgette, Jamie and Caroline. Summer vacations are over and it was the "back to school" time. When I saw Jamie on the hallway, I ran to hug her and told her I missed her so much during summer vacations. She was acting really different. She seemed desperate, she looked at her clock and told me -"I'm sorry but I have no time to talk, and by the way, you should leave me alone". I thought it was a kind of joke or something and I asked her:
-"Hey Jamie are you having a bad day?" I looked at her, she looked at me, and then she left, giving me no response.
During recess, Jamie and Caroline didn't took lunch with Bridgette and me. We used to sit on the benches to watch the boys (including Dylan) playing American football. This time, Jamie and Caroline sat on the tables outside the cafeteria. We used to talk about Rachel and how much we hated her because she went to every party and every boy would like to have her as a girlfriend because she wears a lot of makeup and very short skirts. The months went by and still Jamie and Caroline didn't sat with us. I found that very weird.
~CHAPTER II.~
It was November now and Rachel invited the entire classroom and many other people from different colleges to her 21st Birthday party. Every popular or "famous" person was going to be there, so for sure I needed to be there also. Of course, Dylan was going to go. Jamie, Caroline and Bridgette were also going to attend the party. A day before the party, I invited them to my house and then to the mall to buy a dress for the party, but only Bridgette came. It was sad to think that we ALL used to be best friends and we ALL used to do everything together. I still miss our pajamas' parties, our long night phone conversations, our nicknames, our pictures, and our letters. I miss everything. I've noticed people change, but memories stay the same. And that was the part that hurt the most, the memories.
~CHAPTER III.~
The party day came and Bridgette walked with me to my house. I invited her to stay and we will get ready together. I wore a nice melon-colored dress with beige high heels. Bridgette wore a blue tight-but not short-dress with black high heels. At 8 o'clock Dylan came to my house and took me and Bridgette to the party. When we were on the entrance, I saw Jamie with a really short red dress and a beer on her hand. She was kissing (almost eating) Rachel's boyfriend because she was really drunk. I was surprised for her behavior but I didn't even try to do something. I acted as if I didn't care, but I did. -"You should not care for her, it's her own decision and her own problems", Dylan told me. He noticed my face of preoccupation. -"It really hurts letting go someone who once meant the world to you!" I answered almost crying. I didn't make eye contact with anybody and I entered the party. Bridgette and Dylan followed me.
