I shield my eyes from the sun as I walk down the jetty, my white wedge sandals clunking on the pieces of wood. Yup. That’s right. I’ve graduated from flat shoes to wedges, and they’re actually seemingly comfortable, and make my legs look longer too. I never realised how important shoes were before I met Lindsey. And now that I know, I’m definitely not going back to my endless supply of rubber flip flops.
I can see Lindsey sitting on the edge of the jetty, the same way I was just a couple of days ago, when I was on my date with Jordan. Somehow I’m able to remember this without feeling upset. Instead I feel angry.
“Hey Lindsey.” I say once I’m a couple of feet behind her.
She turns around. “Ally! For a second there I thought you weren’t coming.”
“What? I know I’m a little late but why wouldn’t I?”
“I don’t know. I guess I just got paranoid. I thought that you actually hadn’t wanted to talk, and you were mad at me for making assumptions and outing you in front of all your friends. And although I don’t know the guys as well as you, I do know that they would’ve given you guys a hard time. So I thought you were standing me up as revenge or something. I know. It sounds stupid”
It actually does but I don’t think it would be a good move to tell her so. Wow. Lindsey sure does worry and overthink a lot. I guess that’s what all girls do. No matter how girly I want to become, I don’t want to become like that.
“Of course I’d come.” I sit down next to her on the edge of the jetty. “After all, we really do need to talk.”
“Yeah. About what I said…”
“I just want you to know that there’s nothing between me and Zac.” I cut her off before she can say anything.
“I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t have said anything.” She says. I notice that she doesn’t say sorry for saying something untrue, and doesn’t acknowledge the comment I just made either.
“I don’t like Zac.” I tell her, although it feels like a lie. “And even if I did, I wouldn’t take him from you, ever. That’s part of the girl code or something, right?”
Lindsey gives me a small smile, and I notice that she looks a little sad. “Yeah. But it’s not like it matters anymore anyway.”
“What? What do you mean? Of course it matters. You and Zac will work things out. I know it.” I think I’m getting better at this girl friendship thing because that sounded pretty consoling.
“No. We’re not going to.” Okay, maybe I’m not improving as much as I thought I was. Lindsey sounds pretty sure of herself.
“Come on Lindsey. Zac may be a jerk but he certainly isn’t unreasonable. Just talk to him.”
“No. Zac and I aren’t going to work things out because he broke up with me.” She says it so suddenly that I’m shocked for a moment, opening and closing my mouth not knowing what to say. I should’ve known this was what she was leading up to. Why else would she be so sure of herself. Lindsey would never give up. She’s kinda pushy like that. I’m feeling terrible right now. How did I not realise this? I may be getting worse at this friendship consoling thing instead. Seeing the surprised look on my face, Lindsey’s eyes widen slightly. “You didn’t know? I thought he would’ve told you.”
Yeah. Me too. “When did this happen?” Because last time I checked they were still together two days ago.
“Last night.” Lindsey says, looking like she’s about to burst into tears.
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One of the Boys
Teen FictionAlly has always been one of the boys. That is, until she realizes that she has feelings for her best friend, Zac, who happens to be the hottest guy in school. He’s chased by many girls and doesn’t date anyone for more than a month tops, most defin...
