We're Just Friends [BOOK 1 Of The 'We're Just' Trilogy]]

"I would rather choke on a razor blade"

F I V E

Since the walk to the city square wasn't very long I ditch my car for some decent summer weather.

Summer is something I am not looking forward to, at least I don't have summer classes. I remember how my brother, Samuel, suffered a whole month of summer classes because he picked sociology as one of his majors.

Fortunately, I major in English literature. I've always found it interesting growing up and to this very day, I still do.

I'd love to become a writer after I graduate. That would be nice right? Woah I sound like my wack nerd classmate Allison back in junior year.

She was a nice girl, she just.. there was something about her I found extremely strange and a little scary. I once saw her walking around a camera and snapping pictures of random people and I swear she kept them in her room. I once visited her place for a biology project and she had a bunch of pictures stacked up on her desk but before I could take a look, she shoved them into her top drawer and locked it.

Creepy? I know.

My thoughts are put to a halt when I stop in front of the cafe.

Paper towns.

Strangely, it brings a wash of discomfort over me.

And I have no idea why but I feel the need to turn away and run. I take a deep breath and laugh to myself, shaking off the strange feeling as I sit outside the little stream of lights that covered the entrance of the cafe, making it a cosy place to sit.

I send Monica a quick text, informing her I'm here and proceed to order myself a drink.

A tall, rather handsome looking waiter walks up to me with a warm welcoming smile "Good evening, what would you like?" I grin "Uhm an iced milk tea please?" He nods "would you be interested in a snack?"

Yeah.. you.

Woah there Anna, you need to get laid.

"Maybe a chocolate choco-chip muffin?" He scribbles it onto his writing pad and tells me he'll be back with my order shortly.

A few minutes pass by and Monica walks up to my table "sorry I'm late, my car was giving me trouble" I smile "it's alright.." she puts her bag down and just then the handsome waiter brings my order. He takes Monica's next and walks away quietly.

What if he's gay.. apparently all cute guys are gay these days?

Monica and I get talking, she tells me about her years living here and how much she hated it at first because gen and I were back home.

I then proceed to tell her all the events that went down at Westview high school, we shared a good hour of laughing until she composed herself, now if you knew Monica as well as Gen and I did, then you'd know this was serious talk time. I brace myself for all the questions that are about to be thrown at me.

"So, are you seeing anyone?" The way she says it makes me laugh, I see her break into a smile too before she groans "come on anna! It's been almost 2 years!" I roll my eyes, looking down at my glass "no I'm not.. and I don't know if I want to.." she sighs "babe, get over it. It's not like every guy you know is going to screw you over like that" I sip my drink before answering.

"He didn't just screw me over Mon.. he traumatized me" her eyes soften, she reaches over the table and holds my hand "i know Anna, but you really need to push that fear away, I know you hated everything he did.. and he did a lot of fucked up shit, but you need to understand that it won't ever happen to you again.."