Paige decided to skip swim practice for fear of seeing Emily again. She walked outside and unchained her bike from the rack. For a minute she stood and felt the cool wind blow on her face. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After a few more seconds she got on her bike and rode away.

Emily was in the locker room changing at an abnormally slow pace. She was waiting for Paige. She needed to talk to her. Paige had told her that she was always going to be there for her as a friend. Where was she now? It was so unlike Paige to miss a swim practice. She was a very competitive girl. And strong. And fast.

Emily shook her head. She needed to focus on practice right now. She finished changing into her swimsuit, grabbed her goggles and headed for the pool.

Paige pulled into Rosewood Park and leaned her bike up against a picnic table. She laid her purse of the top of table and sat down on the bench. She knew she couldn't go home or else her Dad would know she skipped practice.

Paige's Dad was super competitive. Most of time she believed that he cared more about swimming than she did. Paige remembered coming out to her parents. Her Dad hadn't taken it to well. There was a lot yelling and scolding involved. Paige had accepted that her relationship with her Dad was not the best. That was partially why she wanted Emily back. She needed somebody to comfort her and make her feel important again.

All of this was going through Paige's head as she sat on the bench fiddling with sleeve of her sweatshirt. She sniffed as the cold air stung her eyes, which already were filling up with tears. She missed Emily, but she needed to get these thoughts out of her head.

Paige saw someone coming over to her out of the corner of her eye. She wiped the tears from her eyes with her sleeve and looked up.

It was Spencer Hastings. This completely shocked Paige. What did Spencer want with her? Paige thought that all of Emily's friends hated her. Maybe Spencer was coming over to accuse her of being the notorious 'A'.

Spencer sat down directly across from Paige.

"Hey…" Paige said without looking up from the table.

"Hey." Spencer said back. There was a long silence. Paige looked up at Spencer for a minute.

Her face was serious and contorted. She tapped her fingers on the cold wood of the picnic table. It appeared as if she had something important to say, but wasn't sure how to start. Paige was getting impatient. She shifted uncomfortably.

"I think you should talk to Emily more," Spencer said suddenly.

Paige looked up at her surprised.

"What?"

"I said you need to talk to Emily more. She needs somebody right now. She is not acting like herself anymore. She needs to let somebody in. She won't let any of us in," Spencer paused for a minute, "I think she will let you back into her life. She needs you,"

Paige sat still, not knowing what to say.

Spencer waited a few minutes for Paige for to respond, but then got up to leave.

"Okay," Paige said after a while. Spencer turned back to face Paige.

"Thanks," she smiled and left.

The wind blew through the trees