As the week progressed Kathy and I caught up and talked more. The expression on her face was saying more than she ever could. I was joyous to help out a friend. Most friends are independent and don't need my help. So when she came to me for advice I was astonished. Nobody should go through this alone.
I brought the situation up to my best friend. Melinda had also talked to Kathy about her troubles. We could only do so much for a little amount of time. So, together we started thinking of what to do for long run.
"What should we do about this?" I asked Melinda unsure of my own decision making skills.
"I guess we can tell the school counselor to start. Then we won't have all the pressure."
As Melinda and I cut our break to go see the counselor, I felt a little ping of relief. We looked at each other one last time, inhaled deeply, and entered the office. It was the smell of old perfume and freshly printed paper that stunned me. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Things seemed to just flow.
"At least now if something ever does happen I know I did all I could to prevent it." I thought to myself.
Everything came out. The three of us talked about everything that has happened. From Kathy confiding in us two, to the very moment we stepped into the office. Nothing has ever bothered me as much as that talk did. Sure, it was good to get things off my chest. But I couldn't quite help to feel like I was betraying Kathy in some way. People don't understand what goes on in others' lives.
As we made our way back to our class, I said to no one in particular, "People these days are rude. Something needs to change around here."
