Maci:I wish they were.
Me:You and me both.
Maci:What’s going on? What did you want to tell me?
I almost told her when we talked last night, but when she cut off our conversation it made it easy for me to chicken out. I regret that now. I should have just texted her this morning.
Me:I ran into Troy a few weeks ago.
Maci:That’s random! How is he?
Me:Good…
Maci:Is that what you wanted to tell me? Haha
Me:No.
Ugh. Why is this such a big deal? It’s not like I have to marry the guy if I admit to having feelings for him.
Me:How would you feel if I told you I’m kind of into him?
Maci:WHAT!!!!!
Damn. I really didn’t think she’d be mad. It’s fine. Easy out for me then.
Maci:Lex, this is great! I honestly thought you two would be good together.
Why do I feel so relieved? I stick my key back in the ignition. I was so afraid to get to this point, but now that I have, I just want to tell him. I hate that he’s upset with me.
Me:I knew you’d say that. I tried to tell Troy.
I send my text then drive the ten minutes to Troy’s already feeling relieved even though I haven’t talked to him yet. I got off work early tonight. He probably won’t be home for another fifteen minutes, so I turn my car off and pull my phone out of the cupholder.
Maci:He thought I wouldn’t?
Me:You know that heartbreak he mentioned in his letter? Apparently his best friend hooked up with his girlfriend.
Maci:Oooh ouch. That sucks. But that’s sweet he cares about being upfront. Tell him it’s not a big deal. If you’re happy, I’m happy.
Me:He really is so sweet.
Maci:Umm, since when do you say things like that?
Me:Ugh, since now, apparently. I hate it.
Maci:You two are both so much fun. I’m so excited about this!!!
I send a string of eyeroll emojis as I scan the garage for Troy’s car just in case.
Me:So, tell me about Costa Rica. What have you been doing? You know, besides Dean. Haha
Maci:I learned how to surf! I love it so much. We go almost every day. Have you ever been?
Me:Not my thing haha I prefer to stay on dry land.
Maci:Well, I’m going to change your mind. I don’t want to talk about me, though. I want to hear about everything Troy.
I miss my best friend. I know Mack is here, but it’s just not the same. As anxious as I am about bringing up Troy, Maci is the first friend I’ve had to talk about guys with in a way I don’t feel comfortable sharing with Mack. And she’s never judged me for my sexcapades or fear of commitment.