"I'm not trying to escape anything Charlie, a teenage girl needs her mother."
"And who are you trying to convince of that one, me or you?"
"You, duh. I believe it already, because it's the reason I'm going"
"Come on Becky admit it, this is a thinly veiled attempted at an 'out of sight out of mind'. You can't possibly think moving will get him out of your mind."
"That's silly, who could I possibly be trying to get out of my mind?"
Charlie gives me a 'Do I look like an idiot?' face and I sigh. Boy does he know me far too well. Either that or I'm starting to boarder on predictable.
"I can't believe I'm sitting here being psychoanalyzed by someone who could very well be the least sane person I know."
"It takes a crazy to know a crazy. And packing up and leaving everything you know and love to get away from some high school heart ache is crazy."
"Well if that is the reason I'm leaving, 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder' which completely counters your cliché, and if it's true, this move will in fact come back to bite me on the butt."
"I still don't think you should go. Plus you know you'll miss me." He winks.
"Come on Charlie, it's not like I'm moving to Guam or something." I sigh. "Wisconsin, is only a couple hours by car. And the way you drive, probably just one hour tops."
My best friend frowns. "Oh come on kiddo, you don't really wanna go. I know you don't, so why don't you just stay?"
With an eye roll, I fold a sweater and tuck it snuggly into a box. "There's nothing for me here"
"Just because there's no, Banksie, doesn't mean there's nothing for you, Becky. There's me, and the rest the of the Ducks, and your school friends." He takes my hand gently in his. "But mostly there's me"
My palm instantly starts to get sweaty in his hand. There's something about the way he said those words that makes it sound like he meant them in a somewhat different then just a best friend manner. Something about that way his eyes look. I've never seen that look from him before. At least not directed at me. That adoring gaze has always been saved for, Kory. It feels kind of nice to have someone give me that look of longing to me.
I shake my head. What am I thinking? This is Charlie. We're like brother an sister. He's not interested in me, nor am I him. He loves Kory, his girlfriend and I want Adam, my crush. Yeah, that's it. That's how it is. I must have simply read his eyes incorrectly. It was a pity look, not a lustful one. I'm just so desperate to be loved by anyone, I'm making it up in my head..
Before I can say anything, his cell-phone beeps with a text message. He mumbles something about it being Kory, and that he has to go meet her, before running out. Thus proving my point that he's very much in love with her. But than, what's with the sad glance, he cast over the shoulder, as he walked away?