"And told him that I love him too." I tell the girls.
"Aww my gosh that's so sweet, your so lucky with him, he is really fit" Tilly exclaims.
"N'aww come here!" Tabby cries and pulls the three of us close together.
"We are going to have are great time tonight." Tabby tells me.
"Yeah but I will miss Jake, I mean he's helped me a lot and... I don't know it just felt like having Kenny back. Anyway I bet he's having a blast in Nottingham." I tell the girls.
Two nights after I told Jake about the texts we went up to Clifton and I spent four days there and then went home leaving Jake there. Its a very long way from Cornwall. The texts have died down a bit. I am getting about one every other day. Even though I don't reply the person keeps repeating themselves.
I want to tell Tabby and Tilly but I feel it's good for it just to be between me and Jake. I have told the girls everything since we were tots but some things are best left unknown. They know nothing about the shit I went through in Liverpool. They just thought I was going round watching The Beatles tribute acts and writing music.
Our band 'Tricycle' formed while I was in Liverpool. Before I went we were a four. Added with a girl called Meg. We were called Urban Fox but Meg was always into surfing and took it more seriously than music. So she left and is now a champion surfer. Sadly we are not in touch.
But when I moved to Liverpool my dad got me a crappy second hand acoustic guitar and I just watched videos of Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash, Don McLean, David Bowie and Coldplay and mimicked there guitar playing. To this day I still don't understand chords and notes, I just jumble up strings and fingers and see what I come up with. In Liverpool I came up with my first song. I was 15. I moved back to Cornwall 5 months before my 16th birthday and I think that if I never went to Liverpool I wouldn't be here because I wrote my first song there. Liverpool was the place where I started to feel my emotions and started to understand why Mum died. Started to understand depression. And when you start to understand depression, you get sucked into it.
When I moved back to Cornwall we started a group again but this time called it Tricycle because we were a three and when we first met at play group we learnt about a tricycle.
"Right what movie shall we watch first?" I call out to my two best friends.
"Uhh, The perks Of being a wallflower?" Tilly suggests.
"NO WAY, we are not crying tonight! We are laughing tonight!" Tabby shouts.
"Trains, planes and automobiles?" I suggest.
"YES!"
