As Samantha boarded the bus, apprehension swirled inside her chest. She would give anything to be at home right now, safe within the confines of her soft, comfortable bed. Instead she was on her way to what was sure to be one of the worst days of her life.
"So you are still alive." Randi said when Samantha slid into the leather seat next to her.
Samantha adjusted her bright orange hat. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about how my so-called best friend won't acknowledge me in class and completely ignores my phone calls!" Randi replied.
"Oh, well I must not have heard it ring." Samantha said, knowing how bogus her excuse sounded.
"Are you deaf?" Randi practically shouted. "I must have called a hundred times! Who else would call you that many-oh right... Jake."
Samantha shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Leave it to Randi to bring up the one person that Samantha didn't want to talk about at the moment. Better not to say
anything at all, she supposed, and pretend as though she hadn't heard her friend's words. She just hoped that Randi would get the point. But somehow she knew that Randi
was too smart for that. Randi knew her all too well.