Dear Bec…
It's been years since I left Blue Water High. At least, since I left it as a student. I'm back now, as the mother hen. I have my own bunch of intakes to take care of and I enjoy it to the fullest. But when the house is empty – luckily it doesn't happen often – memories seem to overwhelm me. Memories of myself with the others from my year:
Anna: our German hiphop girl. I hated her at first for taking Joe's place in the academy, then I hated her because Edge was fascinated by her kite board.
Fly: the baby of the group, who was so very homesick. On prom night she went with Edge. That hurt. Even though it was me who invited Heath, (took out "even though" from here.) I knew he wanted to go with Fly.
Perri: the model in the house and my roommate. We couldn't be more different, but we got along so well. Although, we did have our bad times – she kissed Edge, and he didn't tell me.
Heath: Who always ran around with his camera. I wonder how many pictures he has of us all. He was the one with the weirdest humor. Totally born to sleep – being in time wasn't one of his qualities.
and Matt: the most down to earth boy I have ever met. You could rely on him. He would always help his friends out.
But most of the memories are all about Edge. I remember everything, even after all these years.
When we had to paint boards for an auction and mine looked like a portrait of him, he stood up and said it was his painting so I wouldn't be embarrassed for the rest of my life.
When he got lost during a run – I was so worried.
When we argued about everything and nothing
When we first kissed in the hospital
When he hurt me so badly by not telling me that Perri kissed him
When he said he'd keep in touch
I haven't heard a word from him since we left. Who would wonder? He thought we were all just fishbowl friends. Strange though, since I have heard from all the others…