Hi guys! this is my first Sisterhood story ever. I read the 3rd book for my English class (we had to pick a fiction novel) and an assignment was to pick a scene and write it from another character's point of view. Had to write an intro and an ending as well...scene's in the middle. PLEASE review! i want to know what you guys think!

You probably know who I am by now. I am Eric Richman, better known as soccer stud and used-to-be love interest of Bridget Vreeland. In these past two years, Bee and I have certainly had an interesting relationship to say the least. When we first met two summers ago, we did something we probably shouldn't have. Things had been awkward. A few months ago, when I got my information about coaching at soccer camp that summer, I noticed Bee's name was on the list as one of the other coaches. I got really excited to see her. This summer definitely didn't go as planned. We had some interesting conversations. I will never forget one of them. I remember it like it was yesterday…

I was sitting next to Bridget on the dock, letting my legs sway in the cool evening breeze. She and I sat there in silence, both of us deep in our thoughts.

"Can I apologize for something?" she asked me. I nodded hesitantly.

"What do you have to apologize for?" I asked, not wanting to hear it. I thought I knew exactly what was coming next.

"Two summers ago." She said softly. 'I knew it.' I thought to myself. I frowned slightly, but I gestured for her to continue anyways. I really didn't' want to talk about this right now.

"That kid Jack Naughton wants to be my boyfriend." 'Not her type.' "He's sweet, but it made me think of myself. It made me remember how I behaved to you, and I felt so ashamed. I'm sorry I did that. you must have thought I was so ridiculous." 'Wrong. So wrong.' I thought. But I stayed quiet. I frowned, just thinking that she felt like that. how could she think that I didn't love her too? This was just to hard to talk about "us". But there was no "us"…was there?

I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed.

"I didn't think you were ridiculous. It was more complicated than that." I honestly didn't want to talk about this right now. But it had to be done. I was tired. I think she saw that, considering what she said next, "I won't bring it up again." She said faintly.

I could see the tears in her eyes and I felt this huge wave of guilt swept over me. "I promise. We can forget it ever happened." She said as she quickly wiped the tears that were threatening to fall.

I sighed and finally spoke. "Do you think I could forget it?" I brushed my hand over my face and smiled slightly. "Do you really think it was all you? That I didn't want it too?"

And it was true; I wanted it just as much as she did. Since that day, we became friends again, and I broke up with Kaya, my girlfriend at the time. No one has ever made me feel like Bridget does. After holding her in my arms, I knew that I couldn't be with Kaya anymore. Bee is the only girl that would ever hold my heart. It's been a month since camp. School's started and life has gotten even more hectic. Bridget and I are dating and happily in love. And you know what? That extremely awkward conversation over a month ago doesn't even matter anymore. It brought us closer together and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Yeah...i know its short. but PLEASE let me know how i did? what'd you think? please no flames.