When I got home, I threw open the door, went into my bedroom, and flung myself onto my bed. I laid there for a minuted and closed

my eyes.

"God, I have a headache."

I got up, alked into my bathroom, and grabbed some advil. Then I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were puffy and red, so I

took a face cloth, soaked it in cold water, and put it on my eyes. Then I went into my room and grabbed my computer. I figured I'd

try to write my book report for English.

Yeah, right.

How they expect anyone to write a 1 page report on Hamlet was beyond me.

I sat at the computer for an hour trying to come up with something that would at least get me a C, but I kept thinking about Jason.

As a 17 girl trying to pass high school with a history like mine, you'd think they'd cut you some slack.

Nope.

It was about 5 when I heard the doorbell ring. I went to answer it, closing my laptop and putting it beside me on the bed. I walked to

the door and opened it, only to slam it shut a second later. I ran into my bedroom, grabbed a pencil and my diary, and started to

write.

Dear Diary,

There are 2 things wrong with my life right now.

1.) I will probably fail high school

2.) Jason is standing on my porch.

I went back to the door and opened it slowly. Jason was still there.

"What?" I asked sharply.

"I need to talk to you."

"About what?"

"What happened." He said. I rolled my eyes and moved over to let him in. I shut the door and we walked into the living room. We sat

down on 2 different couches. It was quiet for a minute.

"I need to explain what happened." Jason said, breaking the silence.

"Jason, I know what happened. It's done, and we can't change it. No matter how much we want to." I replied.

"No, Kailey, listen. You DON'T know. You think Madison caused it, when she didn't."

I sat back and closed my eyes.

"So, explain. Please." I said. He took a deep breath.

"Well, that day I was talking to her, when I got a phone call. It was James Porter, you know, the director guy? Anyways, he told me

that I had gotten the part in Freedom Road... you know how I auditioned for it. But I didn't know whether to say yes or not, because I

didn't want to leave you here. But Madison insisted that I took the part because it would help start my acting career and everything.

She said that you'd be fine. But I wasn't really sure. So, I didn't want to tell you because I thought that you'd think it was stupid and I

didn't want it to seem like I didn't care about you anymore; cause I did. A lot. That's why I didn't tell you about the movie." He

explained. I sat up straight.

"So, you didn't tell me you were leaving to film a movie cause you thought I'd be hurt?" I asked. He nodded.

"Well, Jason, that is the dumbest thing you've ever done. If you had just told me about the movie I would have understood, I wouldn't

have minded. I understand that you love to act. I would have been fine with it. And we'd still be best friends. But, you didn't tell me

where you were going, or why. You just left. And you didn't even call." I replied angrily. Jason looked down at the floor and I blinked

back tears.

"I know, I'm a horrible person. I just got to excited about everything and I got so busy and caught up with the movie. And I was

nervous." He said. "I'm really, really sorry Kales."

I kept trying not to cry, and Jason must have known because he came over and sat next to me. I knew he was going to try to

comfort me, and when he went to hug me, I moved away.

"Don't touch me, Jason. I need to think. I don't know if I can forgive you."

He nodded and we sat there for a while, not talking. Then I got up and went to my room. He followed. I picked up my laptop that had

been neglected earlier, and he frowned.

"What are you doing?" Jason asked. I looked up, and grinned at him.

"Can you help me with my homework?" I asked.

Jason smiled and laughed, and sat next to me on the bed.

"So, does this mean I'm forgiven?" he asked. I looked into his eyes.

"Definitely. But, Jason, I have to tell you something."

Jason shifted on the bed and stared intently at me.

I sighed and began.

"When you left, I didn't know what to do. I was heartbroken. Most days, I just went to school, came home, locked myself in my room

for hours, stared at the ceiling, and cried. It was that bad."

He nodded understandingly. I took a breath and looked at him.

"I was so sad... I didn't know what happened. I loved you, Jason, I really did, and when you left, I was so scared. Because I had lost

the one person who meant more to me than the whole world." I said shakily, and I started to cry. Like, really cry.

Jason scooted towards me and wrapped his arms around me. We sat like that for a few minutes, and Jason was shaking a bit. I

looked up and realized he was crying, too. Jason let go, and took my hand.

"I'm really sorry, Kailey. I had no idea. And, I'd really love another chance." He said. I smiled through my tears and nodded.

"Me too."