"How can you JUST do that," said Vance.
"What do you mean, 'how can you do just that?' You know I'm happy with everything," I said.
"Happy, eh?"
"Yes. Content and happy."
Content and happy. why in the world did I just say that?
"That's just it. You don't feel pain... yet"
Vance is my bestfriend. Or that's how I see it. Possibly, my closest friend. And yet, sometimes I do not understand how he sees his life. Yesterday, he told me that he thinks he likes Lyn. Lyn, the most beautiful girl alive. Men go crazy over her, for a drink, for a smile, for a vote of confidence. And she feels loved, yet I see her, empty inside. I do not know. Maybe I do not know her, yet.
Lyn belongs to this group of five girls. They actually rule the girl kingdom in our school. They start the latest trend in fashion and accessories. They love malls and parties. Apparently, I thought they'd be having this huge party this month, I heard it from Jane a couple of months ago.
I wonder how Jane's doing, I should give her a call soon.
"Aren't you listening, I said, you don't feel the pain. Jerk"
But I feel pain. Everyday. With sunrises and sunsets. Everyday. At night, I can't go to sleep, everyone just have his or her heart broken. And that makes life miserable. That makes us feel pain. I am part of this whole system. Where pain and hapiness collide.
"Once again dude, you just proved yourself not worth it," I finally said.
"Not worth it? What do you mean with you're just not worth it? I? The great Vance, who you call your best bud? Not worth it? Lyn's supposed to be the one who's not perfect. I have a million girls out there, waiting, let me rephrase, passionately waiting for me, Rod. Look who's not worth it. I can live without girls, young man. Girls can't live without me."
Pathetic. Maybe in denial.
"Vance, chill. What I'm just trying to say is ----"
I was not able to finish. Right in the middle of our conversation, someone called.
Jane.
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"Hey. Lyn's throwing up a party at Skyland. We're inviting almost everybody to come and join. And since you're the class photographer, I want you to come. Nope. Lyn wants you to come. Can you invite Vance? We hope you two can make it. Ok? Bye!"
It was simply like I'd just said yes. A sure yes. And class photographer? Why didn't she just say that 'since I'm coming, you're coming?'
"Who the hell was that?," again it was pathetic Vance.
"Jane. She's inviting us to go to Skyland.Wow. Skyland. Never been there. And they've got this huge driveway, and cable cars, fantastic restaurants, why don't we go?"
What's with all the driveway Rod?!
"I'm not sure, maybe I don't feel like going."
"Not if Lyn's the one who's sponsoring this Skyland thing"
And then, I saw his expression changed. I do not know how I can explain that. Certainly, there's no pain.
Content and happy. Finally, once in a while, I want to see a friend smile.
Pain. Everyone's just certified to feel the pain. But everyone's still entitled for a little happiness. I hope Vance finds his little happiness in Lyn, or maybe to some serious beautiful girl. I do not want a friend saddened by millions of girls who thought they could handle him. This friend needs a little push. And this Skyland party's just the right trigger.
Skyland, here we come.
