AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Are you even listening to me?” Kelsey asked, pointing her fork at Haven.
“Sure,” Haven said, absently rubbing her neck. “What did you say again?”
“Let’s take a road trip.”
Brow furrowed, Haven stared at her friend. “What?”
“Let’s take a road trip,” Kelsey repeated for what was likely the third time. “We don’t have anything else to do this summer, right?”
“Uh, well . . .” Haven hesitated. Road trip? “I kind of thought I’d just stay around here this summer and take a few extra classes. You know, get ahead.”
Kelsey dramatically rolled her eyes. “Oh, come on. School will be here when we get back. It’s been a long year, and we deserve a break.”
“I don’t know . . .”
“Well, think about it.” Kelsey threw her fork down and stood up, tossing some cash down on the table. “We can leave after the Novak Gala.”
“Okay,” Haven said, drinking the rest of her coffee before setting the cup aside. “I’ll think about it.”
She had no intention of thinking about it, no intention of leaving New York.
The two of them left the diner, Kelsey once again babbling as they walked side by side toward the school. Haven was tense, her eyes darting around as they passed through crowds, surveying faces, analyzing looks. She kept peering over her shoulder, but she wasn’t sure why.
What she was sure of, though, was the twisting in her gut, her intuition telling her that someone—or something—was there that shouldn’t be.
* * *
“Explain it to me again.”
Haven ignored Kelsey, acting as if her friend hadn’t spoken as she studied the canvas in front of her. The fresh paint glistened under the fluorescent lights of the art studio, the vast array of colors weaving together like a tangled rainbow.
Abstract art—Haven was still trying to get the hang of it.
“Does this look okay?” she asked anxiously.
“It looks fine,” Kelsey said. “Now explain it to me again.”
Haven sighed. “We went out, it was nice, but it didn’t work.”
“And that’s it?”
“That’s it,” Haven confirmed, still staring at the canvas. “Are you sure this is okay? Does it make sense?”
“It’s abstract. It’s not supposed to make sense.” Kelsey snorted. “I don’t get why you and Gavin can’t be friends. So there’s no spark, but you were totally friends before, right? What changed?”
Haven sighed. She didn’t want to talk about it anymore. They had been talking about it for weeks. “I guess it was all or nothing with him.”
“Nonsense,” Kelsey argued. “He’s not that kind of man.”
Haven rolled her eyes. “You hardly knew him.”
“But you did.”
Silence permeated the studio. Did she know him? He worked at the construction site. Family business, he had said, but Haven knew nothing about his family. In fact, she knew little more than his name: Gavin something-or-other. She had heard his last name before, but she couldn’t recall it.
“It doesn’t matter,” Haven said finally. “It wasn’t meant to happen. People come into our lives for a reason, so I have to believe there was a point to it somewhere, but it wasn’t for us to be friends, I guess.”
Setting down her paintbrush, Haven stepped back from the canvas. The spring Novak Gala was fast approaching, their submissions due by the end of the week, and Haven was struggling to create something she felt worthy of turning in.
