Note: Sorry it's so short, but I've been really busy. My relatives came from out of state, and it's only polite to show them around and stuff. I also have school work and everything. So I'm really sorry about the length of this chapter. Second of all, i'll have to update in around a week, so sorry if its a long time to wait.Andthird of all, thank you guys soooo much for the reviews. It meant a lot. I just thought you guys didn't like it. But thank you, it made my day. Enjoy the reading and thanks for the patience.

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She made it to a nearby park and started walking. She heard footsteps behind her and saw that it was John. She didn't know what he was here for. For now, she wanted to be alone, but a part of her is thankful John came to find her.

"Hey" Linda said in a voice barely audible.

"Hey. I was just checking to see how you were. Randy and I shouldn't have gone to your…" John said but was cut-off.

"I know it wasn't your decision. I just wish Randy would stop overreacting. What has gotten into him? One minute he's acting all calm, and the next he's annoyed and angry. I don't know what has gotten into him" Linda said while walking to the swings.

John stood there. He knew what made Randy act the way he has been acting. He couldn't answer her question. Randy isn't good enough for her. She deserves better then him and Adam. She can't see that though. She is a wonderful person who deserves everything. I wish she would notice me. I can treat her better then either of them could. But she doesn't like me like that. I guess the best I can do for now is be her friend. I can push my heart's desire aside for her happiness, right? She means the world to me and I don't want to lose her. Maybe I'll keep my distance and see how it works out.

"I wish I could tell you, but I don't know."

Linda got on one of the swings. Whenever she wanted to think, she would go to a park and sit on the swings. She thought of the swings as a peaceful place. You can stare at your surroundings and looking at little kids play remind you of how simple life use to be when you were young. This time, she enjoyed the swings because life seems so complicated for her now. It seems like only yesterday I was a little kid. Everything was so much simpler then. Everything was planned out, everything was taken cared of. All we had to do was go to school, do our chores, and play. Now everything is much more sophisticated. One moment my life seems great. You blink and that moment is gone. It gets replaced with a moment that makes you try to find an exit so you can run and run and never look back. Why does life have to be so complicated?