It was just five days ago Alicia and I had fallen out. And this time was for real. At least it felt real. I ended up breaking the news to Dylan and Kristen over Skype, but I couldn’t tell Claire yet. She was too happy in Florida. I’m sure the news would reach her somehow but I was bowing out. In a surprising turn of events, Dylan and Kristen pulled through for me. I don’t know if they were mad at Alicia or what, but they were definitely not shy about continuing our friendship. We had our pool get-together, minus Gen who didn’t show, and hung out twice more in the past week. It was like the old times that I so desperately missed but without petty Alpha-Beta tension. We didn’t even talk about what happened when we hung out. It was bliss.
“Ahhh” I pulled my french-manicured fingertips off the keyboard and leaned back into my chair.
“Finished already?” Gen asked.
“Yup,” I replied.
“You’ve been working quickly the last couple days,” Gen said.
“I feel great,” I said.
“Even after all that Alicia bullshit?” she replied.
“Yeah, everything didn’t fall apart like I thought it would,” I said.
“I think you meant to say like it did last time,” she replied.
“I never told about that,” I said.
“You’ve alluded to it,” she replied smugly.
I licked my lips nervously.
“Fine, yes, it has happened before,” I sighed, “but nothing was as bad as last year.”
“What happened?” she said.
“I messed up, that’s what happened.”
“Mass, don’t mention it if you’re not going to tell the whole story. You know I’m going to ask questions. Deets please.”
“The past school-year my boyfriend tried to cheat on me with Alicia. I caught him kissing her and I thought it was mutual. And I tried to get her expelled.” I revealed.