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“You have any plans to fix whatever the hell is going on with you and Courtney?” she asks straight out.
Just another thing I admire about this girl. She will tell you like it is without a moment’s hesitation. I hope that’s a quality she never loses.
“There’s nothing to fix.” I shake my head. “It was fun while it lasted, but I’m leaving for Boston soon and it wouldn’t have worked.”
“You expect me to believe that shit reasoning?” she questions, glaring at the side of my face.
“Well, that shit reasoning is the truth.” I finally look at her, and my God if she isn’t even more beautiful today than she was yesterday, pregnant belly and all.
“Men. You’re all assholes,” she grumbles.
“Hey, I thought we were friends.” I knock my hip gently against her.
“So did I. But then you go and break my best friend’s heart. Now I’m not sure I like you very much.”
“I didn’t break her heart. In fact, she seemed to take everything pretty well.”
“That’s just Court. You know she plays tough. You’re the asshole who hurt her, therefore you’re now the enemy.”
“Don’t be like that. You know you love me,” I tease, watching her trying to fight the smile pulling at the corners of her mouth.
“You’re infuriating,” she groans.
“Why’s that?”
“You know why,” she simply states, but doesn’t elaborate beyond that.
Even though Bree and Courtney are best friends, it doesn’t negate the friendship Bree and I have formed over the past few years. And while she gives me shit about Courtney, she’s been really good about keeping the two relationships separate from each other. Had I really hurt Courtney, like cheated on her, I know that wouldn’t be the case.
“Are you excited about Boston?” She changes subjects, and I’m thankful for the shift in conversation.
“I’m ready to get the hell out of here, that’s for sure,” I say, not even allowing myself to think how true that statement is.
“Yeah, me too,” she admits.
“California will be good for you. I think it will help to get away from Blake and all the bullshit that’s happened this year.”
“It will definitely be nice to not be looked at as the crazy slut anymore.”
“Hey.” I stop walking just feet from my Science class and gently pull her off to the side. “No one sees you like that.”
“Bullshit.” She lets out a sad laugh.
“Bree,” I object.
“I appreciate you trying to be my friend, Ant, I really do. But I know what people say about me. And honestly, they’re not completely wrong. I’m not proud of it, but I also can’t change it. At least in California I can be someone new, reinvent myself.”
“I think I might do a little reinventing while I’m at it as well.”
“Oh shut up.” She rolls her eyes at me. “Why would you want to reinvent yourself when you’re already Mr. Perfect.” She smacks my forearm playfully.
“Mr. Perfect, huh?” I tease. “See I knew you loved me,” I say with a wink.
“Ugh. On that note, I’ve gotta get to class.” She spins around to head in the opposite direction.
“It’s okay to admit it, Kingsley,” I call after her.
“I admit nothing,” she hollers back without turning around.
I laugh, waiting until she’s rounded the corner before finally turning and heading into class.
