Author's Note: I know that I said I would be updating everyday until everything that I have currently written has been uploaded and added to the story. However I was really busy this weekend and didn't have the chance. My apologies. Anyways here's the next chapter. Enjoy.

Chapter Two:

After Jason was fully out of sight, Emily attempted to comfort her now crying best friend. It was a futile effort though, as Courtney felt like someone had just ripped out her heart. While Emily guided her back to her own home, Courtney realized that in a way she had lost her heart. It had left in with Jason. Although she was fully aware of this at the time Jason and his parents drove away, it seemed more real now.

When they reached her house, Courtney broke away from Emily and went up to her room. Emily was about to follow Courtney up the stairs when Sonny and Carly came up to her. They didn't have to be in school for several more days.

"Is she okay?" a concerned Sonny asked.

"Jason just left for school," Emily replied.

"Sonny," Carly began. "Can you excuse Emily and me for the day? This looks like a girl issue. Maybe a girls' day out will help Courtney adjust to the fact that Jason's gone." Sonny gave Carly a kiss and obliged.

"How do you feel about spending the day at the mall?" Carly asked, as a smile graced her face. Shopping was her curl all for everything.

"Sound like fun," Emily said. "Do you think it will help Courtney?"

Carly looked at Emily dumbfounded, "Shopping can get a girl's mind off even her worst troubles." With that the girls turned around and marched up to Courtney's room, where they found a sobbing Courtney staring at a picture of her and Jason.

"I know you miss him," Carly began. "But it's not like he's gone from your life. You two can still talk on the phone or through e-mail or write letters. You two can even visit each other during weekends."

"I know it's far off, but he'll definitely be home for Thanksgiving. My step dad would never let him stay away and he won't want to since it gives him the chance to see you," Emily added. When she saw that her words hadn't helped Courtney, she added, "But I'm sure he'll come back before then. Last time he was at my house he was complaining about being away from you for so long. As long as he can, he'll come and visit as much as possible if for nothing else than to see you."

"I hope your right," Courtney said.

"Of course we are," Carly replied. "Now we have the perfect plan to cheer you up. We're going to go shopping."

"I really don't feel like it," Courtney argued.

"The way I see it you have two options," Emily countered. "You can either sit here and wallow in misery or you can come with us and have some fun."

"If things were the other way around, would you want Jason to wallow or would you want him to have some fun?" Carly added.

"I'd want him to have fun," Courtney replied. "I guess that means I'm in, but guys its lunchtime."

"That brings us to the second best method of cheering a person up," Carly paused for dramatic effect. "Ice cream. We can stop by the ice cream parlor and all get sundaes on the way to the mall."

"Sounds good," Emily replied. With that the girls left for sundaes and the mall.

Jason sat in the car staring out the window. It had been a long two hours since he left Port Charles and Courtney. For the first hour and a half, he had been forced to listen to his parents argue nonstop. Why they both insisted on coming when they hated each other was a mystery to him. Eventually he had managed to convince both of them to not say a word for the rest of the trip. Now he was left to sit in silence and stare at the landscape as they passed it by. He should be thinking about college and how wonderful it was going to be, but all he could think about was Courtney. She looked like she was crying when he caught his last glimpse of her; that alone was enough to make him question his decision to go to college in Boston. He missed her so much already. How was he going to last so long with out seeing her? No matter how often he was able to get home, it wouldn't be often enough. As the car moved on, Jason sat there thinking about the woman he loved.