Part 2

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"This isn't something I like to tell anyone about. But better out than in, right?" Vanessa began.

"For a moment there, my thought about getting serious with this guy named Johnny was actually real. Every day I thought about him. Everyday I wasted my time thinking how cool it would be to stay a couple. But then he decides to tell me something about him being with other girls, and that's when it happened. I completely forgot about the great moments we shared together."

There it was for a split second where Vanessa had finally let it out. She was even panting by her own languor.

The only thing she got in return for this could be the ill-fated resentment. In a strange way, it also brought her relief. This was nearly enough to make her unaware of Candace's presence before hearing her reply.

"Sure, at least you had a relationship. I never got the chance to talking to Jeremy before he moved to London. I mean, I hung out with him and everything, but never told him once what I really thought of him."

"Why not, were you afraid?"

Candace was like Vanessa, who no longer had the urge of replying. She could feel as though an invisible hand kept on covering her mouth the more she thought about telling her. Candace knew she was taking a risk by telling her.

"Yes, well, I'm not scared. I'm just… I don't know, conceited! And I have trouble paying attention."

So she managed to say half yet mean it all. The only problem was that she went straight back to walking in sulk circles like when she began. Even if this helped in eradicating the apathy within Vanessa.

"Oh, come on. I know what it's like Believe me or not, and you probably wont, My Dad's sort of a document in the evil scientist file, but my Mother doesn't even know. He mostly bothers me than I bother him".

"Yes, but I'm not sure how to put this. You're just more restrained and organized in what you do. I mean I can bet you a lot of people have less self-esteem issues than I do. But when I just look at you, I can someone who may be part of this world we're in, but doesn't give a crap what anyone thinks, okay? So you're the pure representation of individuality I can never be".

By that, now Vanessa couldn't help but to open her eyes wide at this statement. In a fair way she knew only constant talking could keep her from thinking too staggered, even if the question wasn't going to be as subtle as expected.

"Just sincerely, am I different? What do I have that most don't?"

"I know it's not very factual, but even if my friends knew you, they'd think the same! At least you know how to talk to boys more than I do. It's not so easy."

"So you're saying I'm special because I know how to talk with the opposite gender"

"No! Well, sort of… I just don't know how to say… look! I'm going to be really straightforward upon saying this. You have everything I can't get that easily. Confidence, grit and you're not as ignorant as I am"

She knew fairly well this was not the first time it had happened. But Vanessa's feeling of adulation was once again acting up on her.

The only problem she found after hearing what Candace had to express could be those last eight words. Words that irony was on the point of rescinding thanks to Candace's nearly omitted sequence.

"By the way, you're REALLY attractive, which is not intended in anyway to flatter you. I'm positive if I was more like you, maybe my social life would actually have an arrangement. I only want to know the ropes like you, Vanessa"

That instant meant quite something to Vanessa. Even with her strength, there were a few things she took for granted at times. For quite a while she was denying this one real fact without heeding her own ease on the subject.

Even if the relieve made her find the emotion a bit revolting to consider in said situation, Vanessa could not find herself to ignore the plain-in-view fact denial wasn't solving anything.

This emotion was not going to make her any happier unless she approved of it. From all this beating around the bush, Vanessa could finally see this emotion for what it truly was.

However, she was right of one thing: it was revolting. And her eyes opened wide at the very breakthrough of it.

"You really think that?"

"Believe it or not, and you probably won't, I DO"

Candace smiled after implying this phrase.

This was inevitably enough to make Vanessa want to return in smiling at her from Candace's delightful face. Vanessa could finally be satiated. Candace's face was no longer the sole reason Vanessa found her really absorbing.

It was just her.

Maybe it didn't appearing very convincing, but for so long, the urge to see if it would work to admit something like that had finally been awakened. The simple word with a definition that had been kept locked within Vanessa's mind had finally been liberated.

Now Vanessa's smile was worth something at long last. Not only was she feeling awfully happy.

But in love.

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Well, there you have it! The second part!