SM owns. Not beta'd.
Before my morning class I tap out a text message.
Hey. We still on for today? -E
Minutes later, there's a response.
Yeah. How about that cafe on Sullivan, down the street from campus? -B
Great. I guess I deserve having to trek from Columbia to the Village...
Ok. See you then. -E
I pocket my cell and sit in the large auditorium and pretend to pay attention.
When the professor's voice fades into white noise, I can't help but wonder what's going to happen.
What are we going to talk about? Is she going to bring up what happened last year?
Was that really what did it? What destroyed us? What we were?
I know I probably have to apologize. I don't want to be this asshole she must think I am.
She has to know how much our friendship means to me and how much the separation has been killing me.
Will she forgive me?
Is she meeting with me to tell me she wants nothing to do with me?
The thought makes me slightly panic.
I've known Bella almost nine years.
She wouldn't want to throw that away... would she?
Fuck. I don't want to lose her.
A/N: Clueless... clueless boy. I created him and I wanna smack him.
Goodnight. See you tomorrow. Your reviews rock. I love you all.