"Seriously, why would he even think about it?" Andre laughed. "Camille? Are you listening?"
"Oh um sorry Andre!" I apologized, "I guess I've just had a lot on my mind..."
"Tell me about it!" Andre rolls his eyes.
"Well, for one thing, I miss Jess." Andres smile disappears..then he nods. "And also...my mom said..." I paused. The bus screeches to a stop. "Come on Andre!" I call as I grab my backpack.
"What did your mom say??!!!" Andre asks.
"Nothing! I'll tell you later!"
Andres house is huge. I don't mean like huge, I mean like huge HUGE! It has a cafe 3 blocks from it.
At the cafe, I ordered Frappuccino for myself and Caramel Latte for Andre.
"So..." Andre's eyebrow rose, "What did your mom say?"
"Huh?" I answered puzzled.
"You know what. When you were telling me why you were distracted?"
"Oh yeah..." I hesitate.
"Come on Camille!"
I sigh. "Okay! So me and my mom were talking about what to make for dinner when um..."
"What happened??" Andre asks.
"I passed out.."
"WHAT??" Andre exclaims.
One of the waiters glare at us across the cafe.
"I wake up in my bed after what seemed like 2 hours. After 10 ,minutes of staring up at the ceiling, feeling nauseous, my mom comes in and hugs me. She tells me that I haven't been eating much and now, she is keeping track of what I eat 24/7." I frown. I realize that Andre has been listening the whole time. "Andre."
Andre leans in and hugs me tight. I do nothing but sit there and smile.
