Soon enough, Melanie and I made up and she thanked me for helping and finally understood where I was coming from. But it wasn't the same, she didn't tell me as much as she used to. But I still told her a lot. The night before, I had started talking to my friend Bella, whom I met through my cousin Alex awhile ago. She had hooked me up with her next door neighbor, Jake, and we had started texting and he seemed pretty nice.
"He's going to be a sophomore. He's funny and really nice. He wants to meet me. And is voice, oh-my-god, it's sooo hotttt!!"
"That's good." She agreed, but she wasn't listening.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." She turned away.
This again, is my fault. Trust gone, chats short, her smile lost. And mine just seemed to be starting to slip away with hers...
