It's been 10 years since Avery Zara has seen or heard from her childhood best friend, but now, fate has brought them together again. However, there is just one problem, Beckett refuses to remember the memories he's worked so hard to forget all these...
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I went home that day feeling like a betrayer. I think he might've fallen for me. How could I do this? I was Gabby's best friend, and yet I've betrayed her by making the one she likes fall for me. Perhaps I was overthinking this. Maybe that was just his way of being nice right? But what if it's not? I have to think in the worse case scenario. I have to think of the best way to turn him down easy. However, if he doesn't feel that way, I don't want to die from embarrassment again.
Wait a minute...he's a player; he probably flirts with everybody like that. Yes, that's it. There's nothing to worry about, I hope.
I was deep in thought when suddenly I heard my phone ring.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Avery. It's Gabby. I was wondering since tomorrow is Saturday, and I still owe you from that one time, did you want to do anything?"
"Um, sure."
"Great, do you have any ideas?"
"I don't know. Let's just have a sleepover or something."
"Sounds great! Your house or mine?"
"Well since YOU owe me, let's do it at your house."
"Okay cool. So come on over around 4:00 maybe?"
"That's fine. Bye Gabby."
"Bye bye."
I felt bad I couldn't tell Gabrielle about most of the things happening lately, but I cared about my relationship with her so much, that I wasn't going to risk it.
We had fun. We played a bunch of card and board games, gossiped a lot, and ate loads of junk food. I felt really guilt about it the day after, so I went to the gym and sweat my butt off.
Monday
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I was greeted at school with a nice slap to my face. I covered my cheek and turned my head to see the culprit. It was a very aggravated Emily. She gave me an evil smirk, then left with her sassy walk as if she ruled the world.
"Hey! What was that for!?"
"Nothing, I just felt like it."
She was so lucky that I was sore and didn't feel like running after her.
