She and Jimmy had been best friends for years. He had been there for every important moment in her life, and vice versa. They loved each other like a brother and sister. They lived together. Everyone thought they were together, and that if they weren't, they should be.
Everything was going fine until he was drafted. Even then, uprooting and going to Boston wasn't a problem. Moving halfway across the country wasn't a problem. Changing time zones wasn't a problem. None of this was a problem. The only problem was him.
He was the kind of boy that you weren't too sure about. At first glance he was handsome, a bit brooding, and mysterious. As you got to know him, however, he became this sweet, caring, perfect young man. She was falling in love with him, but little did she know that someone was in love with her, too. But it wasn't her fault.
How could she have known that by falling in love with him, she'd have to choose between him and her friendship with Jimmy?