My friend who I went to check on was a lady called Charlotte. She was a very nice and very beautiful lady with short red hair and she usually wore a light green crop shirt, dark green pants and sandals. When I sometimes looked at her, she made me think of my very first girlfriend Roxanne if her hair was cut short instead of long. I knew Charlotte because she became a very good friend of mine in my very early college days. She was a big fan of me and my skateboarding skills, whether it was skateboarding around the campus or taking part in the College X Games. When she wasn't studying for her majors, in her spare time she worked at a clothes shop and she was one of Spoonerville College's cheerleading team along with her latest ex-girlfriend Sasha, who she was friends with as well.

Today, on the beach, Charlotte was sitting on a purple beach blanket and wearing a strapless green bikini. And she was crying as well.

"Are you okay, Charlotte?" I asked, as I approached her.

"No, Max," she sadly replied.

I sat next to her on her beach blanket and wrapped my arm around her for support. Not only did she accept it, but she landed her head on my yellow sleeveless shirt.

"Do you want to talk about what's upsetting you, Charlotte?" I asked. "It's fine if you don't want to, but I'm just letting you that I'm here to support you the best way I can."

Charlotte sniffed. "Thank you, Max. I'm so lucky to have a good friend like you." Then she explained what was upsetting her – it was her boyfriend. I can't remember his name, but what I do remember about him was that he was the captain of Spoonerville College Football Team and he had potential enough to play for one of the most popular football teams and in future Superbowl events, but for some reasons I still don't know to this day, it never happened. I certainly can't recall him playing for the Dallas Cowboys or the Miami Dolphins or New England Patriots or any of those football teams.

I only met him a few times so I couldn't call him a friend, but every time I did, he was always with Charlotte. They had been dating each other ever since they met on the first day of college and they were in a very happy relationship… or so they seemed to be. This very morning, as she was going to get her boyfriend for breakfast, she was horrified when she found him. He was in the hotel's swimming pool and with another girl. Not only were they swimming together, but they were actually hugging and kissing each other. When Charlotte's boyfriend saw that she found him cheating on her, he immediately got out of the pool, ran to her and tried to explain or rather justify what he did, like he needed to see other women as well as her. He didn't say this exactly, but to Charlotte that meant he had been cheating on her with other women ever since they first met. She angrily pushed him back into the swimming pool and left the hotel. She didn't stop running until she came to this beach and she had been doing nothing except crying her eyes out.

"Not only has my boyfriend been cheating on me ever since the day we met," Charlotte wailed, "but now I don't have my friend Sasha here with me."

Charlotte continued to cry as I hugged her to support her. After a few minutes, she stopped crying and started to take a few deep breaths.

"Thank you so much for comforting me, Max," Charlotte said. "You really are a very good friend."

"No problem, Charlotte," I said. "And you are a really good friend too."

Then I realized that if she went to get her boyfriend to have breakfast with him and then she immediately left after she learned that he had cheated on him, she couldn't have had breakfast at all. Even though she was more upset, she must still be hungry.

"Do you want to get something to eat?" I asked. "My treat."

Charlotte sniffed and smiled for the first time since I came to comfort her. "Okay. Thanks, Max." Then she put her tight brown shorts and pink tank top over her bikini before she accompanied me.

Charlotte and I went to a nearby café and we had Mexican sandwiches and she had a Mexican coffee and I had a Mexican hot chocolate. I asked her if she had her fun on this Spring Break trip before she found out about her boyfriend's cheating and she told me she did. And I asked her if she was enjoying her major studies and her clothes shop job and cheerleading. She was enjoying her major studies, which was fashion design, horticulture and journalism. She still enjoyed working at the clothes shop job, which she had recently been promoted to assistant manager. And she still enjoyed her cheerleading, which she had recently been promoted to head cheerleader. I had seen her at work in the shop and cheerleading plenty of times and I thought she was so good at both that she earned her promotions.

Then Charlotte told me that she still enjoyed seeing me in the College X Games and she still rooted for me to win and she enjoyed seeing me act in the college drama productions I starred in. She saw in Starlight Express this year and she saw in West Side Story last year. She thought I was a very good actor and she thought I had a chance to star in Hollywood or on Broadway. And Charlotte told me that Sasha talked about me all the time and how I was a good boyfriend and how I was a great coach to her.

Then the rest of my friends joined us. Charlotte knew PJ, Bobby and Lucy already and she met Stacey and Lauren for the first time. Charlotte told them about what happened to her this morning and they gave her their sympathies and offered her to join us on our adventures for the rest of Spring Break trip. She was uncertain at first, but I encouraged her to give it a try by telling her that this Spring Break trip helped me get over my forced breakup with Sasha and also because we were good friends and we trusted each other.