Cassidy's POV 3:45
I sighed. I hadn't hear from Tristan in a week. He must have been really busy training because, well... WE communicate a lot. Honestly, I never thought I'd date a boy. Years ago I would have gagged at the suggestion. Plus, Tristan! Of all people I choose that kid that has the worst first impression on me. But he's actually really awesome when you get to know him.
Megan just called me. She hadn't talked to Simon in four days. I feel the same way as she does. Wow. I never thought I'd have something in common with Megan Wong. But here I am, and I'm glad. Because I know there's not a lot of other people with boyfriends in different countries.
Tristan meant something too me. Like hockey. Like Chloe and mom and Courtney. Tristan was a best friend. All my book club friends, sure they were cool, but I didn't feel close to Becca. Even if Becca has changed, I can't get that awful image out of my mind of seeing her humiliate Emma at my hockey tryouts. I didn't say anything, in fact I acted oblivious, but I saw it all from the ice. Megan and me have gotten a lot closer since I started dating Tristan, because the boys took us on a lot of double dates. Now I feel a heck of a lot more closer too her since that last phone call.
Jess is really cool and I totally admired her. She had great grades, was into wildlife, rode horses (technically a sport), and lots of other extracurricular stuff. She secretly tutored me in math and chemistry sometimes.
Emma is the best of them all. When I first met Emma I thought she was extremely lame. However, she was so nice to everyone around her, even when Becca got her down, that I saw that not everybody had to be tough. When she stood up for Jess's twin brothers when Becca was torturing them, she showed me she had guts. Emma was probably the best of them all. That, and she puts up with the Stewrat (My nickname for Stewart).
"Where here." My mother said in a singsong voice. We where at the Hawthorne's for a book club meeting.
"Looks like we beat everybody but the Wong's here." She said.
Perfect I thought. I would have a chance too take alone with Megan. But Emma was here. Well, her boyfriend was leaving too. So, I guess it was okay. We walked into the Hawthorne's and I inhaled the delicious aroma of Emma's famous cookies. My mom and I walked into the Hawthorne's welcoming pink kitchen. Then mom saw the other mom's talking in the living room, and she went that direction instead.
Megan looked up from pulling a tray of cookies out of the oven. She gave me a smile and a wink. Emma sat at the table scribbling furiously on piece of lined notebook paper. She looked up and saw me. She gave me a grin, sat her pencil down, flexed her hand, and turned in my direction. "Hey. Heard about your uhh.. Tristan situation." She said hopefully, like she was wishing she worded it right. "Yah. It's nothing." I said. The only thing I could think was that I hoped it was nothing. Because if he broke up with me, I'm not kidding, it would be the worst.